Nine hundred ninety nine paper cranes
Mar. 18th, 2009 11:39 pmThanks to my lovely actors Lyle and Baby, who were such good sports.
One of my mini video-exercises for Video Production class.
And yes, I made those paper cranes, which was the hardest part of this production (refer to previous post)
Shooting is just so much fun.
An email from my professor, Mario Cornejo, regarding this work. I'm posting it because I'm taking the criticism like a man. HAHA. He's pretty awesome to recognize a Sigur Ros tune from what was, like, what, a 20 second snippet of the song? And I especially loved that he noticed that I wanted the death to be casual. The sounds were really terrible, I admit. I accept the need for a fully capitalized 'horrible', haha! I need to learn more about audio, I didn't take the elective for it and I guess I'm paying the price. But yeah.
I'm kind of excited. We get to do French New Wave techniques. In short we can go nuts. I don't know what my story is yet, but I'll get there. Time to ponder on it a little bit.
I just wanted to mention that getting your work critiqued either by your friend or anyone, is a tough yet rewarding emotion. I find that I'm always insecure about my work (whether it is writing, photography, or film) so when someone says something about it, I find myself relieved even if it's a negative feedback. I'm always caught up in a maelstrom of insecurity: It's just that particular moment, right before you present or show it, that you get a strong feeling of not wanting to show it to anyone at all. Like it's best that you just keep it to yourself. I have those moments. Because somehow, letting others in to the result of your creative process can render you so vulnerable. My prof said that you can never hide who your are in your works. It's always going to stand out even if you try to obscure or downplay it... So I guess just the fact that I was able to let go of a certain creation, and be open enough to let others read it/ see it (whichever applies), then to me, somehow, that's already an achievement. Art and passion entails that you must have the courage to let others not only see the work you are doing/have done, but also glimpse the thoughts and the different personal paths you have taken that have lent its influence to the existence of your work. It means that you would not flinch the moment other people judge you (you might get hurt or offended, but there is a sense of release and openness with the thought that in the first place, you were able to show people what was the most personal, the most incriminating and important- things that are not that easy, if at all, to reveal.)
Perhaps in the end I'm just scared that my work (and in result I myself as a person) is not interesting as I thought it was. It's a shifty emotion to deal with. Somehow, if you come to that conclusion at some point in your life, a part of you will certainly die and wither away inside. But anyway, right now, it's all about the love of doing it. I just love creating, and telling stories. It makes me happy. Someday that's going to be enough for me, whether it's going to be validated by others or not.
One of my mini video-exercises for Video Production class.
And yes, I made those paper cranes, which was the hardest part of this production (refer to previous post)
Shooting is just so much fun.
An email from my professor, Mario Cornejo, regarding this work. I'm posting it because I'm taking the criticism like a man. HAHA. He's pretty awesome to recognize a Sigur Ros tune from what was, like, what, a 20 second snippet of the song? And I especially loved that he noticed that I wanted the death to be casual. The sounds were really terrible, I admit. I accept the need for a fully capitalized 'horrible', haha! I need to learn more about audio, I didn't take the elective for it and I guess I'm paying the price. But yeah.
Well, I liked it naman.
The good ideas were- The main thing is I like the story, I really like the 999 cranes thing. I love Sigur Ros, and their music is often misused, but in your case I like it. I like the casual death thing. I like a lot of the shots, I think they were well composed.
We already talked about the flashbacks, which were the weak parts for me. The call to the boyfriend was a good idea, though out of focus, I like how he couldn't hear her.
It felt interesting and different. Angsty, but I expect that from all of you, honestly. We were angsty at that age as well.
I think the narration was awkward. The language had a lot to do with it. I know it's hard, but really, try it in Filipino. Also, I just watched it again, your sound is HORRIBLE. The city sounds and wind is really, really distracting.
All true. I just can't screenwrite in Tagalog, I can't properly express the emotion somehow. Or simply put, to me, as a writer, writing in Tagalog is awkward. That's why I prefer to write in English. But I do get my prof's point, that onscreen, full English is awkward for what is supposedly a Filipino film. I guess I'll try that for the next exercise.The good ideas were- The main thing is I like the story, I really like the 999 cranes thing. I love Sigur Ros, and their music is often misused, but in your case I like it. I like the casual death thing. I like a lot of the shots, I think they were well composed.
We already talked about the flashbacks, which were the weak parts for me. The call to the boyfriend was a good idea, though out of focus, I like how he couldn't hear her.
It felt interesting and different. Angsty, but I expect that from all of you, honestly. We were angsty at that age as well.
I think the narration was awkward. The language had a lot to do with it. I know it's hard, but really, try it in Filipino. Also, I just watched it again, your sound is HORRIBLE. The city sounds and wind is really, really distracting.
I'm kind of excited. We get to do French New Wave techniques. In short we can go nuts. I don't know what my story is yet, but I'll get there. Time to ponder on it a little bit.
I just wanted to mention that getting your work critiqued either by your friend or anyone, is a tough yet rewarding emotion. I find that I'm always insecure about my work (whether it is writing, photography, or film) so when someone says something about it, I find myself relieved even if it's a negative feedback. I'm always caught up in a maelstrom of insecurity: It's just that particular moment, right before you present or show it, that you get a strong feeling of not wanting to show it to anyone at all. Like it's best that you just keep it to yourself. I have those moments. Because somehow, letting others in to the result of your creative process can render you so vulnerable. My prof said that you can never hide who your are in your works. It's always going to stand out even if you try to obscure or downplay it... So I guess just the fact that I was able to let go of a certain creation, and be open enough to let others read it/ see it (whichever applies), then to me, somehow, that's already an achievement. Art and passion entails that you must have the courage to let others not only see the work you are doing/have done, but also glimpse the thoughts and the different personal paths you have taken that have lent its influence to the existence of your work. It means that you would not flinch the moment other people judge you (you might get hurt or offended, but there is a sense of release and openness with the thought that in the first place, you were able to show people what was the most personal, the most incriminating and important- things that are not that easy, if at all, to reveal.)
Perhaps in the end I'm just scared that my work (and in result I myself as a person) is not interesting as I thought it was. It's a shifty emotion to deal with. Somehow, if you come to that conclusion at some point in your life, a part of you will certainly die and wither away inside. But anyway, right now, it's all about the love of doing it. I just love creating, and telling stories. It makes me happy. Someday that's going to be enough for me, whether it's going to be validated by others or not.