My last post was about the future, but this one is about the past. I have been in a summer daze up until this moment (the moment I'm suppose to be packing for school and have nothing packed) and felt an urge to write about my summer. This summer will stand out from most summers, I'm sure. I went to England, Scotland, and France. I studied video production. I navigated through an airport, Paris metro, and London on my own! After that, I came home to what I thought would be a boring home life. To be honest, it was most days, but some days really stood out. Here is a list of some summer highlights post-England:
I bought my first car, thanks to Cameron. In fact, I spent more time with my boyfriend's friends than my own. My boyfriend serenaded me during his last show at Cedar Point. I wrote my first article since Journalism I in high school and had it published on the BGSU homepage. I bought 4-5 movies from Buybacks. I've never been there before. I love stores like this. Show me more! In the past month, I have spent a lot of time dreaming up ideas. I've learned that sitting around and doing nothing is always a good source of inspiration. With that being said, I've learned to enjoy practicing more and really enjoy the music I am preparing. Since my attitude on music has changed, playing has become more enjoyable. Downton Abbey. I am reading two of the world's best comedians' books: Tina Fey's "Bossypants" and Miranda Hart's "Is It Just Me?" Someone let me read the first rough draft chapters of their novel. I drove my longest and first time in a long, long, long time to see my best friend Ethan. In the same day, I learned how to follow someone while driving, drove on streets I've never been to, and learned to use my GPS on my phone. I visited a cafe in Cleveland with my dad and had my sound post fixed. I bought my first app. I have watched a lot of British TV shows that starred Miranda Hart. I watched Titanic with someone who was seeing it for the first time. I have spent many late night hours talking with new friends about everything the mind could possibly imagine. New friends are always so wonderful. I met a good friend and KFC for lunch and spent hours talking about life and our dreams. Haha! I visited my violin teacher tonight and had a wonderful evening full of laughs and happy moments. These things may seem pretty normal for everyone else, but they mean so much to me. I have an unforgettable summer behind me. The most important thing that has happened to me is learning what I want to do with my life. These next daunting months are going to be quite stressful and tortuous, but it's the final stretch. Didn't Dr. Broman have a slide with those words? I've taken a break from everything this summer and have reexamined my life and what I want to do with it. I feel like I'm walking on a tight rope, but I know it's a chance I have to take. Here's to life, dreaming, and taking risks. By this time next year, I will hopefully have a degree! I've been thinking a lot about my final video project from England. For those who haven't seen it or don't know what I'm talking about, my final project for my video production class this summer was to create a 3-5 minute video of anything I wanted. With this, I started to create a what I call "video concerto." It has three movements:
I. introspective Zaka by Jennifer Higdon II. reflection Keymaster by Caleb Burhans III. optimism The first movement (here) focuses on high contrast, movement, and textures. It's entitled "introspective" because often times while deep in the thought process, we can only see things as black and white. Our minds can create these ultimatums where it can either be one or the other. In those times, our minds can be confusing, scary, misleading, and chaotic. Our minds race so quickly that all we can hold onto are overlapping images and the memory of our emotions. The second movement (in the making) is a typical "slow movement." "reflection" is about those moments one might have right before going to bed. Images we remember from our day are a part of us, but we cannot change them. They are separate, and the only thing we can do is watch them replay in our minds. In this, I use a window as a screen for these thoughts. Someone is looking out the window, but they cannot touch it. This movement uses low saturation and low contrast. The th movement (up in the air) is fast-paced, energetic, and free. Colors are lush, bright, and perhaps skillfully exaggerated. I haven't chosen a piece for "optimism" yet but I have a few in mind. This is those days when you are optimistic (hence the title) and you put on those rose-tinted glasses. There may or may not be a narrative, but most likely not. Recently, I have been questioning who defines reality for us and who lets us interprets what is true or not. I'd like to think it's ourselves. Why shouldn't we be the ones to decide what is great and what isn't? So with these questions, I hope to create something that leaves the feeling of optimism for all types of realities. |
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