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Natalie Marmol
- NYC
- Last Record: 2010-12-08 11:09:27 +0800
- Joined: Aug 05, 2010
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Agonizing in the highs and lows of their long distance relationship, the Hour-Hand and the Minute-Hand could only ever share brief romantic intervals together.
Then one midnight, on the ... |
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smashed a piece of glass at 1500 frames per second played back at 24 frames per sec Filmed using The Olympus i-speed 3. thank you Olympus for letting me play with your toys :)
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For the Feature Film Collab.
Here's a quick idea about possible disaster flick. 3 people in 3 different locations. All are survivors of yet-to-be-determined catastrophe. Ea... |
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A clock is mounted on the wall. There is nothing else on the wall. There is hardly anything else in the room. Camera pans backwards to show RYAN sitting on a chair staring at the clock. SANDRA e... |
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She wondered, "Do we all see the same colors? Or do some see purple where I see green?"
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Our first single Electri-cute off of the Leaving With Gail EP let us know what you think!!
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The Breakup
Today she's going to tell him. She's finally going to break free from all the resentment that had inundated her heart over the years... |
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a sort of stream of consciousness-y thing ive been writing lately. i saw this timelapse vid today by bluebudgie and was really inspired to experiment with it. i understand how this might be seen as political or preachy or offensive.. but i honestly dont mean to be any of those things. it is directed at me more than anyone else. there's a lot of literary reference nod's in the text.
sub-point: the track is an instrumental version of everything is on fire
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Establishing shot-Adam (male early 20's sporting a five o’clock shadow and a 2 week old black eye) sitting on the left side of a green park bench.
Narrator-"This is Adam. Adam needs to s... |
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they laughed when i cried
over a skinned knee
i was always picked last
for any activities
now i don't go out so much…
i know where i belong now.
my mom, she tried her best
to come to my defense
but when her back was turned
the tide just washed back in
now i don't bother to talk…
it's too much work to keep from falling apart
i know where i belong now.
I tried something a little different tonight.