Nothing like a small town carnival to test the edges of ordered society. Freedom should be a subversive thing, at least a little bit. Having some fun with stills and clips from last weekend’s carnival. Yearly ritual for the month of May, this sugary indulgence of neon and noise. Didn’t get out at night this time because of a another shoot, so instead sharing a vid made in years past. Enjoy.
Putting all this time-lapse gimmickry to good use with a little promotional clip for my friends at Java Bistro. Et voilà! (Click to play via VIMEO) Working in a tight space with three cameras and fingers crossed, but I’m pretty happy with the results, for a first go anyway. Plenty of fun to shoot and edit, and hopefully more to come! (With a soundtrack clip from One Note Samba by Antonio Carlos Jobim, the Bet.e and Stef version from the album Jazz Bossa […]
Herds of sugar-rattled kids and jostling teenagers, some bashfully toting stuffed bear prizes won from the game tents. Small town ritual, they scream and flirt and fight and own the space. Buddy shows me the yellow band around his wrist. I didn’t pay for this, no way, man – he tells me. Just picked it up off the ground. Ain’t no way these guys are gettin’ my money, that’s for sure. Can a leopard change its spots? These Carnies here […]
Quite some years back I was having coffee with a friend – Jonathan. I’d been going through some tough times, I recall. Jonathan had a way of listening that made me feel comfortable getting past the noise and bull that I put in the way of me and whatever the hell it was that was bothering me. I was saying something to the effect that I thought things would be getting easier, but they weren’t, and then Jonathan nods and […]
Lately I’ve been playing with word clouds – you know, those catchy collages of words you see generated by some robotic socioligist that parses through any length of text and picks out the most commonly used words. So I used this blog, and it looks like this: Fair enough, nothing too embarrassing there. But the problem with these bean-counting insights is that you never really see the good words… the weird and wonderful denizens populating the pages of Roget. Big. […]