once upon a fucking time, which is a stupid motherfucking way to start a story because you'd have to be the dumbest fuck on the face of the earth to need those fucking words to preface a fucking...
This is maybe the cutest thing I've ever seen. rejjie made and sent a baby hitRECord hat to me as a gift for my soon-to-arrive daughter.
THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I can't wait until we can wear our hats out together and both be proud hitRECorders:)
And we were born out of summer
With the heat of hope and bright wonder
Like fireflies burning the grass
The embers of us rising, new, into the night.
i was recently in ohio during lightning bug season, and took a lot of video of them. metaphorest mentioned to me that she'd never seen any, so i put this together for her. not nearly as magical as the real thing, but just a little intro!
many thanks to pasiv for his version of megan carnes' "sunday evening". it really pulled it all together for me, emotionally and otherwise.
I saw Meta posted the stems for this to Albert, and I noticed that he might want some male vocals in the song. All I did was sing along with it, not really any fancy harmonies or anything, so I can post my vocals alone if you happen to want them. Or, I can even record different harmonies if you like. It might even be best if I wasn't singing the entire time. All just an idea, nothing big. Let me know. :)
Albert was looking for vocals for some of his tracks with lyrics on the theme of depression. So here's what I've come up with using his excellent track '23-bass riff'. I looped it, added a vocal line or two and some weird ambienty sounds. Hope ya like it Albert!
Oh and my headphones are busted so sorry if the mix sucks - I can upload stems if you like it!
The air is my enemy
the sun comes up without me
the minutes pollute my lungs
and dull my mind and tie my tongue
pit of my stomach churning coal
my soul is old
my soul is cold
the ravens use me as their perch
call off the search
I'm in the earth
the mud is up to my chest
I only want to rest
my heavy eyelids turn me blind
I can't unwind the binds
Here comes the deluge
there goes my shortlived refuge
home is the dark days
I am the knot that frays
Alias: Susie Shootem'
this was so much fun!! when I first saw this collab I knew I was gonna be apart of it. so, here is me, making a fool of myself. in my mind, this character was just caught making love to another man right after shooting her husband. oh, my imagination.
stole the 11/11 thing from Matt. it was just to perfect- I wasn't gonna come up with something better than that!
Pasiv made a beautiful piece of music called 'On the Mathematics of Life' and asked me to write a poem for it. So I did, and reluctantly read it too! :) Then Pasiv mixed it all together and Lawrie Brewster used a ton of records to make a sweet, trippy video. Hope you all like the result of our collaborations!
Will add resources now!!
RegularJOE and I must be on the same wavelength because I've been working on this for the past few days, and he mentioned wanting someone to do this in reRECs this week-great minds think alike!
This is my third REmix of this, and I'm much happier with this than the previous versions as they felt disjointed. Once I figured out the narrative I wanted to pursue (with help from a friend who pointed it out), everything fell together much better.
I believe the collective viewing experience is truly valuable. One of my favorite parts of hitRECord at the Movies was getting to share it with everyone else-which is one of the things I love about this community as a whole. This started as my remix of both the Vista event and the college tour footage, but as it developed, it became more about where the cinematic experience is going.
Public domain footage used:
i don't know where i've been
i can't recall if i'm wearing thin
i don't mind if i'm lost
i don't mind if i'm tired and frail and lost
i left a man in my wake
resented him for what he had to say
i don't mind that i'm alone
i don't mind that my heart, it carries stones
my heart, it carries stones
i told it all, unedited
i told it all like i remembered it
they interlocked and then they fled
and met again, but the love they'd made was dead
i am no historian
i'm prone to error in the records i give
i am proud of what i feel
i am proud that my skin is tempered steel
my skin is tempered steel
once upon a time, tia fischer asked me to work on her song, so i added piano, strings and bells. the end.
first time using After Effects sooooo, be kind? :'D
this is the low-quality version, still seeing if the higher resolution will upload...
ahem. every time i watch this it gets more terrible. I spent a week working on it, went a long way to making myself blind before thirty, and have been rendering it for the past three days.
plus my stupid crosshatching style is awful for animating, I've recently found out.
it's time to step back and get some input. :'D any tips to get the projection on the screen? way beyond me...
(anyone want to do a voice over? C:)
I kind of wrote a little story about this painting because I connect so well with it -it's my favorite painting of mine- but I decided to leave this description without it, so you can have an untainted opinion or understanding of it, I guess. I hope you enjoy her as much as I do.
The sands in the old hourglass used to hate their world being constantly turned upside down.
Now, stored away and settled, they long for the thrill of it.
Cinestudio is a fantastic archive movie theater in Hartford, on the campus of Trinity College. The theater is located in the basement of the science building, and entering it is like going back in time. They show all the best current indie films, as well as old classics and reprints. When I was in school, I volunteered tearing tickets there every Saturday night so I could watch the double feature for free. I don't know if I would have survived college without this place, and years later I still miss sitting up in the balcony and watching the curtain rise.
The past few days I've been talking to a few other hitrecorders about starting a collaboration where people can contribute their tips, tricks, tutorials, how to's,....for photosh...
She's like a room,
I finished this painting the day before Sarah sent me her song Take Her to the Forest. I was so surprised at how they synchronized. The idea for this painting was rolling around in my head from something a friend of mine had explained to me, so when Sarah's song played I was in a daze. It seems quite simple, but it's really special to me. :]
My hometown of Sidney, BC has a tiny movie theatre that used to be a bowling alley and a bingo hall. It persists despite crappy sound, worn-out seats and indepedent ownership. Because it's about more than the movies themselves.
Not sure if this will be of any help, but It was MY most memorable experience of going to a theater to watch a movie! By the way - the freaks weren't so freaky after awhile, and they were very entertaining as they acted out the parts - it was fun and it was hilarious with the bonus of Audience Participation!!! I kind of felt like a parishoner at a sermon and not knowing the response parts of the call and response prayers!
I LOVE THE MOVIES!
I LOVE THE MOVIES!
I LOVE THE MOVIES!
So I had meant to do something for The Cinema Documentary collaboration a while ago but forgot about it. I was going to do a written piece but quickly realised that you're probably not going to have the patience to read it all so I figured I'd film myself talking a bit about it, so you can just have me on in the background if you are very busy and important or if it's boring, it's okay - I could become a tool to aid sleep. Doctors and pharmacists around the world will no longer give out sleeping pills - they shall prescribe several minutes of Cinema Talk.
Please ignore the sleepy look, unflattering rookie mistake camera angle and oh yes, the name I was looking for was John Hurt. I am an idiot.
This is a lower quality version of the drawing. I used my camera rather than the scanner. At least you can see the whole thing! The joke comes from a line in the play about puppets not being able to be lewd because of not having any sex organs. Hence the kiltlifting.
[Puppet Leander.] Here, Cole, what fairest of fairs Was that fare, that thou landedst but now at Trig-stairs?
[Cokes.] What was that, fellow? Pray thee tell me, I scarce understand 'em.
[Leatherhead.] Leander does ask, sir, what fairest of fairs Was the fare that he landed, but now, at Trig-stairs?
[Puppet Cole.] It is lovely Hero.
[Puppet Leander] Nero?
[Puppet Cole] No, Hero.
Ben Jonson, Bartholomew Fair, 1614
(Hundreds of years later, reinvented as Abbot and Costello's Who's on First?)
(copied the description from the narrower, but higher quality one resourced to this image)
I've been working on this piece for about a week. This is too large to fit on my scanner, so it's missing a lot of detail to the left and right. It's a donation for an art auction to a theatre company here called Vile Passeist who produce non-Shakespearean plays of the Elizabethan and Jacobean era. They're doing a production of a play called Bartholomew Fair.
It was quite the experience to work slowly on something. My stuff is usually intricate, but I still work on stuff in one or two sittings. This was probably about 15 hours all-told. It was also a little nerve-wracking to know that I couldn't correct any mistakes in Photoshop, and that it had to be good to be worthy of an art auction!
"every time you press delete your deletion is dumped into an infinite desert of deleted data. they all hang out and reveal each other's secrets."
I realize there is already an "official" picture for this story but when I read it I pictured our digital data-exes lounging around an oasis, gossiping about us as they sip fruity little drinks.
And drawing everything in 1 and 0's was fun.
every time you press delete
your deletion is dumped into an infinite desert
of deleted data.
they all hang out and reveal each other's secrets..
Just a random question, I'm curious to see if people answer, it would be cool to hear ridiculous answers to this question. If any response, your answer will be posted on the record. &n...
Yes, I'm looking though my old photographs right now and I fell on this one (among others), and I thought you guys might use it as a background or something !
Taken with Suzy (my Canon 450D), march 2010, Arles, France.
I'd rather be afraid of decompression sickness than height, though... :)
On the occasion of my 27th birthday (and my 6 month HitRECord anniversary to boot), I made this contribution to the "Who Are You?" collection.
Hope you enjoy my babbles n rambles n such
slightly different take on the animation... :) hoo boy, this was a lot of work in one day. <3
had this finished yesterday, but left for the night and the uploading didn't take, so only posting this now...>_o
Apparently when I say in a re-REC album "someone should do ____!" I mean "Julia, you know what you should do when you have a few hours to kill that you want to do instead of tackling your to-do list? That thing!" So this afternon I dug up a bunch of public domain old-timey footage, pieced it together, and voila! A video for the lovely song-like thing (still doesn't feel like a song to me, still not sure what to call it) "Try Not to Think About That".
You know, if I ever gathered up all the time I spend procrastinating and bored noodling around in various creative computer programs and actually directed it towards something, it's entirely possible I could turn into a productive and contributing member of society at some point in my life.
I just think that the Chibirecorders that SandyNgu did are just AWESOME! So I just decide to do a record that include all the amazing drawings, I think about the Hitrecord Road, because that's exactly what we are doing, we are walking in the same path, we are all RECORDING, so thanks Sandy for the inspiration and I hope you all like it! Hugs and Good Night guys!!!!
We have here from left to right: Joe, Lula, Dan, Tea, Jared, wirrow, Marke, Metaphorest, Matt, GabyVaughan, Ryan Patrick, Proi, Aszarkowski, Ginella, Ray Perez, Niki and gweninterrupted :)
This is a slight detour during the performance of a certain song from a certain band sang by a RegularJOE. Like he said - these chords can be remixed. Certain someones don't own the chords. If you want another example of this logic go to youtube and look up 'Axis of Awesome 4 chord song' for more on these chord things.
I hope this section is acceptable to upload.
Like so many today or this evening or last night, I'm confused... I bought a tiny stories book and had it signed by RegularJOE. So far so awesome. I then took the long and treacherous journey to West London via the strange vessel night bus and with a combined soundtrack of a man next to me snoring and a group of drunken girls behind me singing Dog Days Are Over - I felt the time was right to reread this lovely book and I found this signature on the title page.
Wirrow had clearly ninja'd over to the signing table and signed as Joe did whilst we were being dazzled by camera flashes for the photos. Such is his skills that he repeated this for every tiny book without being spotted.
He just signed them beforehand you say?
Lies. My version is far more plausible.