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Flash sunset

Adobe is officially sunsetting flash. So far I haven’t even considered preserving any of my digital art work. Most of it was from the late 1990s.

This is a nice resource about preservation, emulation and other options.
https://rhizome.org/editorial/2020/dec/21/flash-preservation/

Sunset

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Floating – La Mécanique de l’Histoire. Panthéon.

Screen shot of La Mécanique de l’Histoire. Panthéon.
https://youtube.com/watch?v=-N_xJZJ4h4I%3Fstart%3D26

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How to Be at Home

A beautiful poem and animation.

Screen shot of How To Be At Home by Andrea Dorfman

https://www.nfb.ca/film/how-to-be-at-home/?fbclid=IwAR37j8RmV6PZKu4LnxwWy53IVbvqJJeBzzNvnVyw0bU0U-Cveu1ljrT3Ol4

https://www.nfb.ca/film/how-to-be-at-home/?fbclid=IwAR37j8RmV6PZKu4LnxwWy53IVbvqJJeBzzNvnVyw0bU0U-Cveu1ljrT3Ol4

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Basic film shots

Nice little summary article about some of the basic shots of film making.

  • Extreme close-up (Wayne’s world, Wayne’s world, party time excellent!)
  • Close-up
  • Medium close-up
  • Medium shot
  • Wide/long shot
  • Extreme Wide/Long shot
  • Establishing shot
  • The long take
  • Crash zoom
  • Point-of-view

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CoffeeShop Blog Photoshop resources

https://www.thecoffeeshopblog.com/p/images-of-all-of-actions.html

Very useful Photoshop actions. The perfect portrait is my fav.

https://www.thecoffeeshopblog.com/2009/02/coffeeshop-perfect-portrait-pspse.html

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Spectacle, Speculation, Spam video

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Grief

Republished from this Reddit https://www.reddit.com/r/Assistance/comments/hax0t/my_friend_just_died_i_dont_know_what_to_do/c1u0rx2/?utm_medium=google

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Alright, here goes. I’m old. What that means is that I’ve survived (so far) and a lot of people I’ve known and loved did not. I’ve lost friends, best friends, acquaintances, co-workers, grandparents, mom, relatives, teachers, mentors, students, neighbors, and a host of other folks. I have no children, and I can’t imagine the pain it must be to lose a child. But here’s my two cents.

I wish I could say you get used to people dying. I never did. I don’t want to. It tears a hole through me whenever somebody I love dies, no matter the circumstances. But I don’t want it to “not matter”. I don’t want it to be something that just passes. My scars are a testament to the love and the relationship that I had for and with that person. And if the scar is deep, so was the love. So be it. Scars are a testament to life. Scars are a testament that I can love deeply and live deeply and be cut, or even gouged, and that I can heal and continue to live and continue to love. And the scar tissue is stronger than the original flesh ever was. Scars are a testament to life. Scars are only ugly to people who can’t see.

As for grief, you’ll find it comes in waves. When the ship is first wrecked, you’re drowning, with wreckage all around you. Everything floating around you reminds you of the beauty and the magnificence of the ship that was, and is no more. And all you can do is float. You find some piece of the wreckage and you hang on for a while. Maybe it’s some physical thing. Maybe it’s a happy memory or a photograph. Maybe it’s a person who is also floating. For a while, all you can do is float. Stay alive.

In the beginning, the waves are 100 feet tall and crash over you without mercy. They come 10 seconds apart and don’t even give you time to catch your breath. All you can do is hang on and float. After a while, maybe weeks, maybe months, you’ll find the waves are still 100 feet tall, but they come further apart. When they come, they still crash all over you and wipe you out. But in between, you can breathe, you can function. You never know what’s going to trigger the grief. It might be a song, a picture, a street intersection, the smell of a cup of coffee. It can be just about anything…and the wave comes crashing. But in between waves, there is life.

Somewhere down the line, and it’s different for everybody, you find that the waves are only 80 feet tall. Or 50 feet tall. And while they still come, they come further apart. You can see them coming. An anniversary, a birthday, or Christmas, or landing at O’Hare. You can see it coming, for the most part, and prepare yourself. And when it washes over you, you know that somehow you will, again, come out the other side. Soaking wet, sputtering, still hanging on to some tiny piece of the wreckage, but you’ll come out.

Take it from an old guy. The waves never stop coming, and somehow you don’t really want them to. But you learn that you’ll survive them. And other waves will come. And you’ll survive them too. If you’re lucky, you’ll have lots of scars from lots of loves. And lots of shipwrecks.

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Art criticism how-to

The ABC of Art Criticism: Some Recent How To’s

Book review on the ABC of Art Criticism. Even just reading the article you can learn something.

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Liminal time

https://www.coffeeandcrumbs.net/blog/2015/8/12/time-stood-still

I am in that place where time seems to spread and flow and stretch. Like dough, spread out, in places so thin you can see through it, next to thick satisfying slabs. There is too much, and too little.

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The experience of things

“This happens a lot when you talk a lot about this language of how you make objects. It’s not so much that the object is what’s important as the experience of the object. The meaning is applied by the audience… We have a really bad time as new media people trying to say things that aren’t objects are objects. Maybe we would get further if we were talking about the experience of things.”

 

From: http://www.indiewire.com/article/brian-clark-former-indiewire-publisher-and-digital-media-producer-dies-20150702

 

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