This post is a response to the #dailycreate assignment, posted here. Here’s the assignment:
Create a bumper. A bumper is “a term used in the radio broadcasting industry to refer to short clips of signature or theme music used to buffer transitions between programming elements. Bumper music is commonly employed when a syndicated program takes a break for local station identification or ‘goes to a radio commercial.’”
I had given myself about 50 minutes for today’s create, and I could tell it was going to take a little more time. Here are the things I used:
Spending a little more time on the daily create was worth it for me today. Yesterday, I had limited experience with audio. Today, I know how to find media, record, layer tracks, fade in/out, distort, export to mp3, post online, and embed. While it took me a little while today to stumble through the process, it really did give me confidence at the same time. I can do this. The little prompt, to create a bumper (which I had never heard of, by the way) was what I needed to get back my audio groove.
So what does this all mean, and why is my dabbling in audio useful?
- I learned how to play the guitar this year and some ukelele.
- I believe the storymaps that I have been playing with at work now support audio.
- Other audio adventures on the horizon? DS106 radio?
Thanks #ds106. Today I found some audio skilz in my box o’ gold.
Content in my audio from Apache Tomcat‘s song “Rockin’ in the Jungle” cc Attribution Sharealike
Well, I was excited to encounter this #dailycreate this morning. (Here’s the link to the assignment.) I thought, “Hmm…7 words…this is going to be easy.” I immediately started typing possibilities. They just seemed to flow. Each captured something about me, but none really put it all together. Quickly, I realized this was going to be harder than it seemed.
I was saved by a phone call from a friend, who told me to walk away.
Later that afternoon I returned. It was time to narrow the field. I was able to get down to my five favorites. Yet, it was clear, there was only one that stood out. I liked it for a couple reasons. For one, it represents a message to my son, who is very much the main purpose of my life since he was born. I also felt that learning, loving, growing, and living were all things that help to describe me and my perspective on life, and things that I hope to pass on as a father.
Again, another phone call from a friend. Again, inspired.
I haven’t painted in at least a year. I probably could count on one hand the number of paintings that I have done since I turned 15. I was inspired to put my 7 words into another medium. I took a canvas that my son had painted a couple years ago, and I added my statement to it. Now it became a co-created piece, and something that I am very happy with. Thanks #dailycreate, and to @mdvfunes for putting it in the hopper.
I recommend this exercise to everyone. So how would YOU describe YOUR life in 7 words?
So the assignment here was: “Transform your most colorful recent photo into on that is black and white, yet manages to not lose any of its intensity. Link to the original so we can compare.” Legos have become a big part of my life (considering I have a 7 year old and we made a recent pilgrimage to Legoland Westchester), so I looked back at some colorful Lego photography. I was inspired by seeing the Lego photo in Alan Levine’s talk at Profcamp (you can see his entire talk here).
Also, with the recent release of The Lego Movie I was struck by how they made the figures look so real, similar to how you might photograph them.
In this particular photograph, a distinctly human element was captured. The center figure seems to be looking forward at the camera, with that uncomfortable gaze; perhaps not wanting to be photographed. His buddies carry on, as if not realizing they are being photographed. I see this all too often in real photographs that are aiming to be candid. One person will see that they are being photographed and give a confused expression, ruining the attempt to capture the moment.
I guess that must have happened here, too.
It wuz a kold graay day, but the son wuz tryin to peek threw the kloudz, and I could feil that today wuz going 2 be a dai to remembir. We stepped out of the kar onto the icey and wet drivewaay. A woman sat in a kar nearby, smoking a cigaret. We were ready 4 an adventur. It wuz spring, but the plantz had not yet awoken. The snoe packed grounds allowed aksess to areaz of thiz sacred ground that wi had never seen before.
We ventureed into the woodz, our feet giving way under the snow. The hgihway wuz noisy nearby. Along we walked. We found the remnants of n old barbed wire fence. We decided to folow it. It brought uz to a stream. We crossed it. We came 2 a big water recieving tank…and from here I kould see sumthing special.
My eyes were drawn 2 a vizual corridor lined by treez. The area betwen the tress wuz raised. I new thiz must hav ben an old roaad, but where did this road go? This road, on this sacred land, in the middle of the woodz, on this grey dai with the son trying to peek threw.
Wi followed da road.
It went on an on. And wi continued. Wi didnt kno whuse land wi wer on, but our curiouzity en thiz formir road maad uz continu on.
And suun, we wer rewardid. It wuz the largist one wi had evir seen, and it spoke 2 us. This old road led directlee 2 thes tree. The most magestic tree I had evir seen. The grandfathir of all the othirs. And ther wuz sumthing magical about it.
And then I said “I bettir bak up befor a branch fals on me…” At that momint, a large branch kame tumblin down from da monstir tree in teh woods on that grey dai with the son trying to peek threw.