Uttermost

Life life life-ety life life.  Absolute madness, ladies and gentlemen. I know. I sound like a broken record. I always say how life is crazy, I'm learning a lot, I'm so busy, yada yada yada. But it's all true. Every week. For some reason, the busyness never lightens up, it seems to expand. Just when I think it's impossible to be "more busy," something comes up and, well, it's definitely possible to be "more busy."

I had an assignment due today.

Infatuation. I bought 15 hamburgers from 5 different fast food restaurants: McDonalds, Burger King, Carl's Jr., Wendy's, and Jack in the Box, and two sets of fries.

What's funny is this piece was in response to this poem:

A GIRL by Ezra Pound

The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
The tree has grown in my breast -
Downward,
The branches grow out of me, like arms.

Tree you are,
Moss you are,
You are violets with wind above them.
A child - so high - you are,
And all this is folly to the world. 

Last week, I mentioned I was working on the Biola Film "Little Red Elephant" and it was madness. It is still madness, but we wrapped shooting on Sunday! This experience was unreal and a lot goes into why it was unreal. I pulled my focus, developed my eye, and learned that RED camera like it was one of my own. My position and craft was to make sure that frame was crystal clear, a job I quickly found was not near as easy as it sounds. This crew was easily the best crew I've been a part of. Everybody knew and perfected their jobs on set, there was little to no conflict between positions. There were little to no arguments. People got along. People laughed. Lots of inside jokes. When you spend 8 days of 8 hours or more together, this kind of thing happens.  Camera team was rock solid, Mr. Camon Davison as the camera operator, Mr. Justin Rood as the 2nd Assistant Cameraman, myself as the 1st AC, Ms. Ivana Jiron as the camera PA, Ms. Giselle Gonzalez as the ever important DIT, and Mr. Matt Schouten heading the team as the Director of Photography.  Good times to say the least, yeah? Yeah, good times. My roommate Mr. Joel Limbauan is the beast of an editor and Little Red Elephant is going down in history.

D R O P   T H E   B A S S.

This week has been uttermost chaotic. It's been nuts. So this is my goodbye. Goodbye. We'll talk soon.




Drink a smoothie of your second favorite fruit. Second favorite. That way you can look forward to a smoothie of your first favorite fruit.

Color- est

Color is a bizarre, complicated, yet incredibly simple element.  Take notice of my clothing.  Do the colors match? No. They don't. When I was standing in front of the mirror, a look of disgust took place upon my face; just in case, I wasn't in a place to change.  Normally I would change, but I thought to myself "Man, color is such a bizarre, complicated, yet incredibly simple element, that I think I'll rock these whack colors today and write about it on my blog."  As you can tell, this is precisely what happened.  Seriously though, color is pretty crazy.  Why do some colors work together and others don't?  Whats the deal with complimentary, analogous, triadic, color schemes.  Don't know the answer, can't help you out.  What do I know? I know that color is an art and some people just don't have it, same reason some people can't clap on beat to save their lives, drives me bonkers, but it's life, and I'm blessed to have rhythm...and color recognition.  If you can't clap on beat, sorry.  If you can't tell red from black (yes, I'm talking to you Connor), sorry.  But here's the deal: you're probably using the skills that I have used up clapping and looking at colors in other better, cooler, radder, sweeter places than I could imagine.  You're talented.




That was a somewhat random spiel, how nice.

I've got some artistic matter for you today.  I am in a typography class at Biola labeled "Letters & Symbols."  Kind of hard to explain what exactly we learn, but it's an incredible class that is stretching my mind through great lengths.  We had a project due yesterday: we had to choose 3 words and then construct them out of virtually anything and everything.  There were rules, rules irrelevant to this blog, but I followed the rules and below are some fun examples of the outcome.  Enjoy.


Exhibit 1: Blue Painter's tape. FUN FACT: In real life, this stretches over 6 feet in length.

Exhibit 2: Hot Sauce on a refrigerator door. FUN FACT: In real life, this is still sitting outside my room. It smells like hot sauce exploded on a refrigerator door.

Exhibit 3: Socks. FUN FACT: In real life, those are real socks, look closely, you can tell.

Exhibit 4: Shoelace(s). FUN FACT: In real life, the shoelace had to be eliminated from the shoe in order to spell elimination. How symbolic.

And there you have it, some words.






Moving forward

This week is crazy, last week was crazy, so much stuff happens in a week, it is rather remarkable.  As of last week, Justin Bieber was pretty much a Biola student, that has changed quite a bit, but hey, I'm still a belieber.  Even the Mawwiage Films banner was updated, last week was weak sauce, we'ek needed to upgrade:

 

Mawwiage Films | Wedding Videography

Speaking of things that happen in a week.  There are two specific videos that were born and then took over the face of the planet this last week.  One is the girl from UCLA who rants about Asians in the library, expressing her disgust towards their behavior in the library and elsewhere.  I'm not going to post that trash on my blog, no offense. She has received mauling by the multitudes, I wish her good luck in the conquering the rest of her life.  It's a bummer this had to happen.




All in good form, the other video is by brilliant lyricist Rebecca Black.  Arguably the goodest lyrics of the year, Black's "Friday" inspires millions with lyrics such as

"Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes afterwards"

and

"We-we-we so excited"


Here's the vid.





Wonderful.






So that's the plan, that's the jam, it's the end of the post, worth as much as spam.

Have a wonderful day people of the internet. Enjoy yourself on this fine day.