Communicating with Ducks and Dummies

tALKING sIDEWAYS

monday, Beth walked in with a roll of duct tape in her hand and a piece on her mouth. I knew we were in for a treat. After having a piece on my mouth for awhile (as did the rest of the class) we say in silence for awhile until we tried various ways of communicating: texting, sign language, writing on the board. I tried using the speak function on my laptop, which Beth promptly put an end to by taping my fingers together (but not before I got my computer to monotonously say "help...help....help....help") Afterwards, we went outside and explored all the way down to the canal, frolicking and motioning eccentrically all the way in an attempt to communicate after the loss of our mouths. Twas an interesting experiment to say the least: Learning to keep communicate visually.

Keep it Reel

Look 2C

The difference between looking and seeing.........that's a tough one.

looking is the act of an observation.

seeing is this observation carried out to conclusive action. In short, Seeing is the scientific conclusion in which Looking is the trail of an experiment.

Seeing is an realization.

The difference between Looking and Seeing is a pair of glasses.

How often do we say the phrase "I see" when have come to an understanding about something?

Seeing is knowing how a tiny object plays out in the big picture and how they're connected to other tiny objects. It's pulling back from the ever-so present illusion of normalcy and realizing how this piece of the puzzle fits. Why it fits. What will happen to other pieces because of it.

Seeing is the Bigger Picture. We look at things all the time. But only in rare moments, do we actually see them.

Will it blend stereotypically?

sEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE Mii

Yesterday's class was shorter than normal. A few brave souls presented their identity projects but we spent most of the class being stereotyped by The Beth. Apparently, I am an enigma. *scratches head* I am rather a confusing personality I suppose to those who do not know me very well. After this, we watched things being blent (<--word?) in a blender on youtube and then all went home to enjoy the wether! Easy Peasy.

the REEL me

I sat and brainstormed this weekend and looked at the things that I identify myself with; the priorities in my life that make up the fabric of my personality. I then decided to list them here, in no particular order.

1. Goofball

Alot of people see me as a goofball. (I'm sure after my vocal performance for class a couple weeks ago, the entire class sees me that way as well.) I get a real kick from making other people smile, laugh, chuckle, or just point at me and laugh. Part of it is just me looking around at what people ARENT doing, figure they won't expect it if I do it, then do it, hoping for a laugh. Sometimes I fall flat on my face, but then again, who doesn't?

2. Responsible

Ok, I know this one is REALLY subjective and I never think at any time that am "responsible" (in a superior sense), but rather am constantly striving for it. It's necessary for my job, my grades, and my capstone. Something my dad always said when I was still in high-school: (I paraphrase) The world is full of people who don't want to work. So learn to apply yourself just alittle and do a hard day's work, and you will always have a job.

3. A Strong Christian

This is one is actually my top priority (but once again, I said I would list them in no particular order). It's like a filter, a funnel. Everything I say or do or think needs to run through this filter at all times. As a Christian, I represent my Lord and Savior. Everything action I take...every decision I make...reflects on Him. This is why I always do my best to apply this to every area of my life. Some of you may have noticed this. Some of you may not. Some of you may not care. Any you're the ones I've got my sights set on, so to speak. ;-p

4. A filmmaker.

If you didn't notice in my little profile-ma-bob off to the left hand side, I like to make movies! In a world full of circumstances outside of my control, being the writer, director, and editor for a film, provides me the chance to create a real imaginary world; one in which I am in complete control. Not only of the characters and circumstances, but if you are watching my film, you have entered my world. And for 90 minutes....I control you too.

Lately I noticed something interesting: We pour ourselves into our work (unintentionaly most of the time.). EXAMPLE: I have running preproduction for a feature-length movie that I'll be doing for capstone. During a recent read of the script for this project, it dawned on me that I had written the entire story about me and my recent events. I had poured my identity into my work without even realizing it. It will provide an interesting basis for future experiments of this nature. Keep it Reel.

deep deep DEEP in the trenches

sEEING sIDEWAYS - class reaction

yesterday was a very serious day for those who had yet to present their experiments. For those of us who were there, no recap is needed. For those of you who weren't, I am not at liberty to share these experiments. Shortly thereafter in an unforeseen transition, we spent the rest of the class discussing (or I should say everyone ELSE) the points of various religions. However, I noticed that it quickly turned into a bashing session. Offensive things were said....MANY offensive things were said. I watched the banter go back in forth under the darkened rim of my hat with a strange combination of both curiosity and mental anguish.

I've always found people to be...interesting; the way they talk about things they do not understand. How, in the same breath, they will speak in a tone of superiority and authority but admit that what they speak on is still blurry to them. But then again, you don't know you need glasses until you put on a pair for the first time.

Believe me, I could write paragraphs on the subject if I desired, but I do not wish to stir up a hornets nest. The point of any of this is not to prove who is right, but what is true. I know what is true not because I consider myself any better, smarter, or wiser than anyone else. But because I know the One who knows the truth. And He's kept it crystal clear for me for the last 21 years. No ifs, ands, or buts about it.

Chris

p.s. In the words of Craig Ferguson, "I look forward to your emails." :-P

The Dreaded Fear Factor.

My expectations:

My expected results is that some of the time people will find what I'm doing to be alittle awkward due to its high chance for failure. Some of the time people will find it amusing and may laugh. Some of the time people will do nothing.

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My Results:

My results were quite surprising and quite satisfactory. Everyone (while not ALWAYS laughing) did find the whole experiment quite amusing. Beth however, was breathless with laughter. While a professor laughing vigorously at your project is normally signal to an impending F, it was quite the opposite in this circumstance (or at least I hope with bated breath).

There were at least two voices that I did that my voice cracked for, so making sure my voice is up to snuff beforehand would be important for next time. Also carrying some more water might help. Having some starter scripts for each voice might also help me be more prepared for my next routine (assuming there is a next time.)

TALEYHO!!!!!

Facing our fears and Freezing

sEEING sIDEWAYS - DAY....(I forget)

We started the class by playing the practical joke that we had all planned to play on those who decided to leave class early last week. Basically, we replicated the Grand Central Station Freeze and had everyone involved freeze outside whenever Prof. Lykins said "banana." What a blast!

We then went back to class and discussed facing our fears while Beth disclosed most of hers to the entire class. Also a.....blast.

It was a relatively short class and we have a tough assignment to think about over spring break so if you don't mind, I will go back to doing that.