Friday, October 31, 2014

YUNG HAMLET

Without further adieu, to those of you who didn't get a chance to see it in class today and Dr. Preston, i present: YUNG HAMLET

COPYCATS (P5 HAMLET REMIX)

4th period completely stole our idea 1 day after we did it, but they had the upper hand because i was at work and was unable to put the video together... sneaky. BUT! Here's our group video from wednesday edited in a nice little montage!

DONE AND NOT DONE

So the video is totally complete at 2:35 AM, and I do not have the time left in me to upload it onto youtube now. I'll edit this post when it's up, but i'll have it on my flash drive tomorrow to show in class. it came out great! thanks to everyone who helped!

Monday, October 13, 2014

Unphotographable

Fog blankets the forest and covers it in a thick haze. The date and time is unknown. The location is unknown. The dense forest was low resolution, likely taken pre-HD. Mountains loomed in the background. Twisted metal jarred from the roots of a tree. A rustic, old shoe sits midway in the water. All of this is washed out in a white mist covering everything from the ground up.

(Music)

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

GREEN EGGS & HAMLET

a) What do you know about Hamlet, the "Melancholy Dane"?
I actually don't know much about Hamlet at all. I've heard the name plenty of times, but really never wondered what it was about. I know it's a Shakespeare tragedy, and had some crazy family issues. Other than that, nothing.
b) What do you know about Shakespeare?
He was an English poet who wrote a lot of plays, usually tragedy and with a lot of twists, turns, romanticisms, and deceit. Lived in the 1500's.
c) Why do so many students involuntarily frown when they hear the name "Shakespeare"?
Years of doing generic bookwork on Shakespeare's stories, learning irrelevant dates and characters to study last minute for a test on material they won't remember in 2 weeks mostly. Honestly though, I've enjoyed both major Shakespeare projects we've had to do so far. The Romeo & Juliet project was fun because we got to make a film about it, and Byrne explained Julius Caesar in an interesting way. That said, the vocab and related homework assignments were not as interesting.
d) What can we do to make studying this play an amazing experience we'll never forget?
make it versatile! While making a film was fun, watching 30 some half-assed last minute Romeo & Juliets was not fun. If everyone had their own type of way to show they learned the material, it'd make it much more interesting. Just off the top of my head I could think of music (written songs or mix CDs and a paper explaining them or something), movie, live play, art, or many other things I haven't thought of. I think that would be a way to make it something everyone can participate in, and have a good time doing it.

THE POINT OF CANTERBURY TALES IS...

To get a good sense of each different class/type of person and how they interacted with each other. The way society viewed others, and how it would affect each one if they were, in a way, forced to meet and talk to each other.

Monday, October 6, 2014

Canterbury Novel?

Got a weird error when trying to place my story down. Possibly a glitch because I could have sworn I saw longer ones than mine. If that isn't the case, I guess I should be proud of that eh? Either way, I just separated it into two for now, just thought I'd share that.

CHARACTER  STUDY  (III)

It was like any other morning here, foggy and raining. He loved it. Tyler was sitting in the bus, music blaring through his headphones (but not loud enough for other people to look at him funny) until he saw his stop. Art Institute of Seattle. He slowly stretched and got out of the bus, eyes glued to his smartphone for the duration of his walk. Dressed in a monochrome and somewhat expensive outfit, he stepped out of the bus and into the drizzle. As he neared the door to the school, he looked over and noticed someone he recognized from his old town. Thoughts began running through his mind, memories of a life that seemed distant now. Family, friends, relationships that were strengthened by 19 years in a small California town all began to resurge. As his mind came back to him, the person was already gone. Or was she there in the first place? He wasn't sure. He walked back to the class and entered. After a day of half-eyed, half-cocked learning he finally walked out through the same door. It was only about 6pm, so might as well make a day of it, right? Friday is the day to celebrate not working, staying inside is lame. At least that's what they say. He stopped by his apartment and grabbed his skateboard. He remembered those times at the free park, blaring 100 degree weather from that California drought. As his board rolled through the wet concrete, the cold wind felt fantastic on his face. Exploring the city was a great way to pass time. The ultimate bliss, and the ultimate cop-out. An escape, and an excuse. He saw the girl again. Walking into a coffee shop this time. He was sure he saw her. He skated towards the shop until he got to the crosswalk, where the light seemed to hold for an eternity. Finally he rode across the street and entered the shop. It was pretty busy, but he didn't see her anywhere. It was so busy, but so quiet. Digital lights lit up each one of their faces. "How sad," he thought as his pocket buzzed and he quickly looked down to his phone as well. Just another Twitter follower. Probably a business trying to get him to buy product, or some mediocre mini-celebrity trying to get their name out. Looking up, he noticed the line was empty. Woops. He bought some drink that wasn't coffee, and left the coffee shop. By this time it was about 8PM. He called up a friend who lived in the area to see if he wanted to come skate. Busy. Always busy. People have stuff to do. People are productive. Tyler skated down to the park, and pulled out his phone. He started (insert newest popular app here), just wasting time under the moon. It was refreshingly cold. Someone walked over to him and sat next to him. He scooted over. So did they. After looking up to figure out why this person was intruding on his bubble, he realized who it was. An old friend from California. They talked for a little while, she said she was here visiting a cousin or something. He asked if she wanted to walk around for a little while, and they did. They walked around the city, reminiscing on that small town, and how everyone knew each other, whether they liked it or not. He remembered knowing every street. It felt boxy, but comfortable. Like a cashmere coffin. It was about 1AM and they had no idea where they were. Somewhere in mid seattle. The nightlife was nice. It seemed like everyone was yearning to continue living, and they had no time to sleep. They walked down the street a little bit longer, exchanged phone numbers, and she snagged a taxi. The city lights blurred through the rain as the cab drove off, and a busy silence was induced. His headphones went back in each ear and his skateboard dropped to the ground. He reached the apartment at about 3:30AM. After lying in bed for another 10, it was obvious that it probably wasn't time to sleep. He walked out of the apartment to the roof, and sat at the edge. It was misty, wet, and bitter cold. It felt so nice. At about 5AM he crept back to the room and passed out on his couch. The room wasn't dark. Little LEDs danced around the room, blinking and flashing. It looked a lot like the streets outside of the window. He didn't wake up until pretty late the next day, so naturally he missed class, but he learned a lot.

Saturday, October 4, 2014

phonar notes

what makes a photographer?
- students say passion, phone, camera, etc
- habits, how to solve problems
- what problem is this solving?
what is a photograph?
- fixed in time, color/monochrome, bound by frame
kodak invented the first digital camera
- difference between photograph and image
- photography is dead has more results than photography is alive
- what makes a photographer? everyone has access to making images
- cell phones and cheap cameras make this available to everyone, dead but not dead
100 billion photographs on facebook
300 million every day
"we travel looking in a review mirror"
- look at past using old terms to talk about new things
- i.e desktop for windows

if you want to change the world you have to start describing it differently

-non linear story
-authority of single voice brought into question
-august sandler: street photographer, normal people (sounds a lot like Ed Templeton! :) )
-facebook is a large hub of images

Friday, October 3, 2014

VOCAB 4

obsequious - adj. attentive in an ingratiating or servile manner;attempting to win favor from influential people by flattery
Ex- He stood there obsequiously telling the artist how great his work was, and how some of his stuff is inspired by him (and that he should check it out)
beatitude - noun - a state of supreme happiness
Ex- When it came in the mail, all he could feel was a fantastic beatitude.
bete noire - noun - a person or thing that one particularly dislikes
Ex- That man was his bete noire, the one he hated the most.
bode - verb - indicate by signs
Ex- The dark, moody weather did not bode well for Jerry's beach trip.
dank - adj. - unpleasantly cool and humid
Ex- The swamps were dank and foggy.
ecumenical - adj. - of worldwide scope or applicability; concerned with promoting unity among churches or religions
Ex- Each religion had an ecumenical principle to help each other.
fervid - adj. - extremely hot; characterized by intense emotion
Ex- The summer weather in Santa Maria has been fervid.
fetid - adj. - offensively malodorous
Ex- The rotten fruit was fetid to their noses.
gargantuan - adj. - of great mass; huge and bulky
Ex- The monster was a gargantuan one, he swung his club and it sent shockwaves down across the town.
heyday - noun - the period of greatest prosperity or productivity
Ex- Back in it's heyday, Walkmans were wanted by everyone due to their compact size and easy use.
incubus - noun - someone who depresses or worries others; a situation resembling a terrifying dream
Ex- He was the incubus to this entire affair, someone who should never have been here.
infrastructure - noun the stock of basic facilities and capital equipment needed for the functioning of a country or area; the basic structure or features of a system or organization
Ex- Our business infrastructure was solid, there was no way we could have went bankrupt.
inveigle - verb - influence or urge by gentle urging, caressing, or flattering
Ex- He didn't want to press his boss for those extra days off too hard, so he conveniently inveigled it into conversations.
kudos - noun - an expression of approval and commendation
Ex- Kudos to the people who came from nothing and made something out of themselves.
lagniappe - noun - a small gift (especially one given by a merchant to a customer who makes a purchase)
Ex- He ordered just the shoes, but was pleasantly surprised to find a lagniappe inside with some extra goodies.
prolix - adj. - tediously prolonged or tending to speak or write at great length
Ex- I read through the prolix paper for far too long until it finally got to the point.
protege - noun - a person who receives support and protection from an influential patron who furthers the protege's career
Ex- He was the musician's protege, he mentored the kid and taught him everything he knew.
prototype - noun a standard or typical example
Ex- Don't fire that gun! It's not ready! It's only a prototype!
sycophant - noun a person who tries to please someone in order to gain a personal advantage
Ex-  He was the worst kind of sycophant, ratting out his friends to get favors from the king.
tautology -noun useless repetition; (logic) a statement that is necessarily true
Ex- He continued his tautology on birds, despite us knowing all of this 3 times over.
truckle - verb yield to out of weakness; try to gain favor by cringing or flattering
Ex- He could do nothing but truckle under the weight of the car.

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

(overdue) #LITERATURE ANALYSIS #1#

1.) 1984 is a story about humanity versus oppression. Winston Smith is portrayed as the average man in this neo-futuristic dystopia of Oceana, a nation that previously named London, where the government controls everything. If you thought your government was bad, you're living in a paradise compared to this story. Constant watch from Big Brother, endless propaganda, Thought Police, and cover-ups control and suppress the inhabitants of Oceana. As the book opens you begin to understand these peoples' situation via a large poster with a man's face and the sign "BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU." The entire universe of this world is laid out within the first chapter. Defying this, he takes out a diary and begins to write down his real thoughts. It's noted by his visit with the neighbor, Mrs. Parsons, that even the children are submitted into turning in adults for thought crimes. Ironically, despite his hate for The Party and all of Big Brother, he works for them, censoring the history books to fit the agenda of The Party. He constantly uses his journal as an escape from the harsh reality of his life, and his anger at the suppression he is forced under every day. After this long introduction of the world around him and his underlying festering anguish over Big Brother's thought police, he is incited by a girl who gives him a note saying "I love you." He sits with her at lunch and they plan secret meetings in the night, away from telescreens. At first they just hold hands briefly, but this blooms into them loving each other and having sex in the woods. She finally tells him her name is Julia. They return to Oceana and resume their lives. Hate Week approaches, a time where they are all taught to channel their anger and hate the enemy of the Party. Julia and Winston meet together many times in a room above Charrington's antiques shop, where they regain their humanity through love and connection. It is a solace from the cold, harsh world outside. After loving and spending time together in this room, they find out there was a hidden telescreen and troops pour in to arrest them. They're beaten, separated, and taken away. They find out Mr. Charrington was a member of the thought police all along. When Winston is taken into a cell, he is monitored and sat down in this bright empty room. He's put through physical and emotional pain as he gets beaten and brainwashed. He struggles, but finally breaks after his worst fear of rats becomes true, and a cage full of rats is placed on his head. There is no happy ending here, just more assimilation in the never ending oppression of The Party.

2.) The theme of this novel is not about heroes, or individual stories of endurance and triumph. The theme of 1984 is humanity and love versus anger and oppression. These things work together and against each other as people are turned against each other over what they think will help them.

3.) The authors tone throughout the story is overbearing, pessimistic, and almost numbing. It's meant to convey the feeling throughout the book that there is something bigger than Winston, and it's unstoppable. Three examples of this are:
1.) "Winston kept his back turned to the telescreen. It was safer, though, as he well knew, evan a back can be revealing."
2.)"There was no telescreen, but there must be hidden microphones: besides, they could be seen. It did not matter, nothing mattered."
3.)"If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face - forever."

4.) In 1984 there were many different literary devices used to convey their point of a gloomy, unstoppable power-filled world. One of the main ones used throughout the book was the symbolism of BIG BROTHER. When you think of a big brother, you think of someone who would watch out and take care of you. Besides being symbolism, this is also very good irony. Irony plays a large part in this world as well. Another example of irony is the fact that a main producer of beer and cigarettes are named Victory. The Party was also personified as one person throughout the story, because of it's hivemind-esque ways. Motif was another important piece of the propaganda in the story. There were many slogans, posters, and propaganda that reoccurred throughout the story to symbolize the Party. Repetition is used by having these posters and slogans appear everywhere, and also as the torture technique used to brainwash Winston.



CHARACTERIZATION
1.)In the story there were many examples of indirect characterization as well as direct. The journal was a good example of this because you could actually get an idea of how he thought, not how he was supposed to think. Winston uses his emotions and actions to characterize himself, instead of a narrator describing who he is. His love affair is a good example of what kind of person he is as well.

2.)When the author focuses on the character, the diction and syntax get very dreary, to show the helplessness of the common man in this oppressive society. The word choice, such as saying the people live in "constant fear", and the quote "imagine a boot stamping on the face - forever" shows fear, oppression, and helplessness.

3.) He is, for sure, a dynamic character. Although it is a very unusual type of change that goes on with him. When he falls in love, it seems as if he is a new man. He learns many new things and becomes more rebellious. Once he is taken away, it seems like all of those feelings are forced out of him and he does not feel a thing anymore. He even gives up Julia. In the end he is almost seemingly braindead, and in love with Big Brother. His old self "dies", and he is reborn as a loyal follower.

4.) When I finished the book I felt as if I came away knowing a new society. The characters, in my opinion, were a minor part of this book. The world, setting, and society as a whole are where this book feels very real and centered. An example of this would be the love between Julia and Winston, it is very generic and feels like it could be inserted with anyone in a world like this.