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grav_itySo here we are. I made a vid. And it's not great. But it's done. And if you'll please ignore the blatant usage of 10-second long clips (I only really did that twice; the Parker one's a cheat), and that one time I made a montage of things blowing up, I'd be most appreciative. ;)
Also, I am not sure if the sound thing is my speakers or a quality issue.
*first vid butterflies*
Anyway, here it is on sendspace.
"Process" being a very loose term for it.
I have a bunch of completely storyboarded vids. With little pictures and notes about timing and which parts of the music I want to highlight. This vid began on Friday morning, when I thought to myself "Dammit, self. If you don't do this over the weekend, what else are you going to do?" It was very fly by the seat of my pants, but it was nice to just DIVE IN and not have to worry about the perfectionist in me derailing the whole thing.
(Hey self? Your perfectionist called. It's cold outside and she'd like to come back in now!)
Anyhoodle, I have no idea where I am going from here. But I am probably going somewhere. At some point in the future. See you along the way!
For my next trick, I will file my own tax return.
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In totally unrelated news, the Ironic Closing Titles at the end of every episode of "True Blood" crack me the heck up.
Also, I am not sure if the sound thing is my speakers or a quality issue.
*first vid butterflies*
Anyway, here it is on sendspace.
Once upon a pair of wheels from emily johnston on Vimeo.
"Process" being a very loose term for it.
I have a bunch of completely storyboarded vids. With little pictures and notes about timing and which parts of the music I want to highlight. This vid began on Friday morning, when I thought to myself "Dammit, self. If you don't do this over the weekend, what else are you going to do?" It was very fly by the seat of my pants, but it was nice to just DIVE IN and not have to worry about the perfectionist in me derailing the whole thing.
(Hey self? Your perfectionist called. It's cold outside and she'd like to come back in now!)
Anyhoodle, I have no idea where I am going from here. But I am probably going somewhere. At some point in the future. See you along the way!
For my next trick, I will file my own tax return.
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In totally unrelated news, the Ironic Closing Titles at the end of every episode of "True Blood" crack me the heck up.
