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koura
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- Last Record: 2013-05-17 15:08:18 -0500
- Joined: Dec 13, 2011
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i believe that art is simply a quality of communication.
that true art communicates at the highest level, making ideas and concepts so vivid that you don't just hear or see words - you experience them.
i feel that these RECords are not only amazing works of art, but that the messages they communicate could quite possibly create changes in the world, if enough people saw them, just maybe.
i got this idea from watching sabine's "‘like everyone else’ (v2)" - i was so struck, i found myself wondering how i could possibly help "play it forward" so that eventually, hopefully, everyone could see it. i thought this might be a good way to start.
for some RECords, i just put the initial RECording (such as metaphorest's "man with a turnip for a head" - which we all know inspired a whole world of fred). so, i also pass along a note to check out the results of these as some sparked whole worlds of creation.
to the artists who created these - i know some are still in progress and some are rough around the edges - but they still communicate. and as i see it, that is the whole point of why we are here.
besides, what better place to put a piece of art which could only be improved with contribution than hitRECord? :)
i figure it's worth a try.
still not quite happy with it but it's getting there... working on the timing and quality of the audio.
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it's said that in relative comparison to the lifespan of the universe, i am but a blink of just one of its many eyes. furthermore, i've reason to believe that in the grand scale of t... |
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I was told to be careful, and was warned about life's dangers. But how do we make friends if we refuse to talk to strangers? |
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The robot assumed it was human.
--------- Illustration concept: Dozens of strong-jawed businessmen holding briefcases (essentially looking like a legio... |
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Don't be the rule, be the exception. |
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if you have nothing to live for, what is worth dying for? |
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This fellow called Fred, And the children would jeer, |
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i really loved Above It All by Metaphorest that i had to turn it into a song. I hope you enjoy!!
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In the pale light of midnight I tried to take flight But my wings were too weak and the stars were too bright
So I waited a week til the winter winds b... |
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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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My weapon of choice is vocabulary. |
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After a long day's data-entering, I stood at the bus-stop waiting for the 40D to trundle me home through the wilderness of Dublin's North suburbs. The stop was located on Parnell Square, where o... |
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I think this pic is awesome and I hope it's not presumptuous of me to mash it up with a tiny something I wrote down the other day.
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The rhyming creation myth by wirrow and Metaphorest. I tweaked the words just a little, and my draft of the text is resourced below. And here I recorded a reading of it. There's already been lots of great readings of this poem, and I hope there are more to come. I think it might be cool to mix a grand multitude of voices together to tell this story.
The next thing that probably ought to happen is for visual artists to start drawing specific parts. Pick a stanza you like, or even just one line and turn it into any sort of image. Maybe pretty soon we could have a bit of a storybook slideshow going, which is usually an important step in big animation projects.
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INT. - ELEVATOR -DAY GIRL, mid 20's, pretty, dressed in young, yet professional business attire steps into th... |
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Merle had Asperger’s syndrome. Everyone at school called him a retard, but he knew better. Merle’s mother brought him to the little fundraisers she was always putting on ... |
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