tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79103381747236703452024-03-13T13:12:47.001-07:00Halfland Underground:A curated listing of ancillary project notes,<br>Cool Find archive<br>and the essential tools I loveShelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-54289411564681788862021-05-04T15:06:00.005-07:002021-05-08T11:53:51.305-07:00The Book of Life by Susan Lea Murray (aka Serene Murray-Denton)<p>A song written by my mother for me when I was small and she was young. (lyrics from memory)</p><p>Audio of me singing it on Soundcloud:</p><p></p><p><iframe width="100%" height="300" scrolling="no" frameborder="no" allow="autoplay" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/1042704625&color=%23ff5500&auto_play=false&hide_related=false&show_comments=true&show_user=true&show_reposts=false&show_teaser=true&visual=true"></iframe><div style="font-size: 10px; color: #cccccc;line-break: anywhere;word-break: normal;overflow: hidden;white-space: nowrap;text-overflow: ellipsis; font-family: Interstate,Lucida Grande,Lucida Sans Unicode,Lucida Sans,Garuda,Verdana,Tahoma,sans-serif;font-weight: 100;"><a href="https://soundcloud.com/nobledesign" title="nobledesign" target="_blank" style="color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;">nobledesign</a> · <a href="https://soundcloud.com/nobledesign/the-book-of-life-by-susan-lea-murray" title="The Book of Life by Susan Lea Murray" target="_blank" style="color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;">The Book of Life by Susan Lea Murray</a></div>It's about my mother's awakening to the fact that women don't have to live within the confines of ristrictive gender roles. That they could branch out and make their lives about what mattered to them without any limitations. It was an important lesson for me to get when so young.</p><p><br /></p><p>I read the book of life,</p><p>as it was given to me.</p><p><br /></p><p>And in many ways,</p><p>I was the princess.</p><p><br /></p><p>I saw the dream.</p><p>and I was in it.</p><p><br /></p><p>And in many ways,</p><p>I was the princess.</p><p><br /></p><p>Now, you ask me,</p><p>to read you this book.</p><p><br /></p><p>One I thought I knew so well,</p><p>One I should should believe in.</p><p><br /></p><p>One that I should want to tell you,</p><p>When the only way I'm different,</p><p>from you, my lovely one,</p><p>is to know.</p><p><br /></p><p>To know to throw that book away,</p><p>and go live your own.</p><p><br /></p><p>Go do your own smiling,</p><p>and go make your own play.</p><p><br /></p><p>Why play a lonely princess,</p><p>with only one line to say.</p><p><br /></p><p>Go do your own smiling,</p><p>and go make your own way.</p>Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-12745050494309925132020-09-24T20:32:00.002-07:002020-09-24T20:32:21.687-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqfIP6NEDTA/X20CZsXr24I/AAAAAAAANdc/cA7kH1I_0gEmaGRqmAuX3n0Sncn5NvltwCLcBGAsYHQ/s1271/cloud%2Bblock.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1271" data-original-width="979" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqfIP6NEDTA/X20CZsXr24I/AAAAAAAANdc/cA7kH1I_0gEmaGRqmAuX3n0Sncn5NvltwCLcBGAsYHQ/s320/cloud%2Bblock.jpg" /></a></div><i>Cloud kitty made sure I knew she was always in charge of the production. <br />I turned around to see her perched on set like this and it made me laugh.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9T2JfltTWbg/X20CaGyQEzI/AAAAAAAANdo/qaCnwfQuw64tdMH3utgqHkRW0ciuhIywACLcBGAsYHQ/s1227/cloud%2Bdreser.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="925" data-original-width="1227" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9T2JfltTWbg/X20CaGyQEzI/AAAAAAAANdo/qaCnwfQuw64tdMH3utgqHkRW0ciuhIywACLcBGAsYHQ/s320/cloud%2Bdreser.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><i>Cloud was a real all-grey beauty.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VuJNbnHunOg/X20CbAM1U6I/AAAAAAAANdw/9zTrWhcKzpk6sQzXT78qkuxki6sUfGbWgCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/cloud%2Bin%2Bsky.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1152" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VuJNbnHunOg/X20CbAM1U6I/AAAAAAAANdw/9zTrWhcKzpk6sQzXT78qkuxki6sUfGbWgCLcBGAsYHQ/s320/cloud%2Bin%2Bsky.jpg" /></a></div><i>As far as I know, Cloud was the world's only ladder-climbing cat.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>She would climb up and down by herself!</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T-E_KE_Cas0/X20CazqBjZI/AAAAAAAANds/slVLELi195UDSxeim7wh7HkY0h44usNVACLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/cloud%2Bsmooch.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1297" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T-E_KE_Cas0/X20CazqBjZI/AAAAAAAANds/slVLELi195UDSxeim7wh7HkY0h44usNVACLcBGAsYHQ/s320/cloud%2Bsmooch.jpg" /></a></div><i>Back at the old loft, before the new kitties arrived, Cloud was my dearest love. And she loved it.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>I kissed one dark night while she was sound asleep and startled, she lashed with sharp claws</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>at my smooching kisser. Stitches were required and a scar is still visible in photos.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>But hey, at least <a href="https://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-make-me-laugh.html" target="_blank">she luckily just missed my eye</a>!</i></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_ugHZsxfvk/X2xAHuc_crI/AAAAAAAANcw/bGoVxi8bd6QR9YTfjjReaZ75gAjKlx2SgCLcBGAsYHQ/s1500/why.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1500" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_ugHZsxfvk/X2xAHuc_crI/AAAAAAAANcw/bGoVxi8bd6QR9YTfjjReaZ75gAjKlx2SgCLcBGAsYHQ/s320/why.jpg" /></a></div><i>In the new house, we rescued two kitties off the street and Cloud was forever angry over it.</i><div><br /></div><div> <a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MH0usYOxX6w/X2xAHk5lcII/AAAAAAAANcs/3H5z8-ijzHE5vnm494B69VdcJDo0pBGmgCLcBGAsYHQ/s1080/cloud%2Bat%2Blast.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MH0usYOxX6w/X2xAHk5lcII/AAAAAAAANcs/3H5z8-ijzHE5vnm494B69VdcJDo0pBGmgCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h400/cloud%2Bat%2Blast.jpg" width="400" /></a><p><i>It got more and more difficult to care for her as time went on. Many hours a day cleaning up big messes, Trying to treat her with special diets, keeping the cats apart so the younger ones weren't bullied by her, etc. When she was too aged to jump, we would escort her in the backyard to sunbathe which helped. </i></p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8BPnEuzoFQk/X2t9niZt3oI/AAAAAAAANcY/OA_wvjxkUPEhbhh29e_AdXIAhWVMj-A-ACLcBGAsYHQ/s1270/Cloud%2Bresting%2Bon%2Bmushroom.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="716" data-original-width="1270" height="360" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8BPnEuzoFQk/X2t9niZt3oI/AAAAAAAANcY/OA_wvjxkUPEhbhh29e_AdXIAhWVMj-A-ACLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h360/Cloud%2Bresting%2Bon%2Bmushroom.png" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I came into the studio to find Cloud lounging on the bug party set even though she knew she wasn't supposed to be there. I took it as a most definite message of her displeasure with me. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I had to laugh.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxgqSjnM7AmjQ9I4O6imZ1i57_xF3D3D2TekSDKccQZ94l8N6L5Z325C9NFxFpSN91BzbCGbkY4vnAVXf-2CQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <img border="0" data-original-height="456" data-original-width="288" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iV4BEjeLo-s/X2t9nqOZ1fI/AAAAAAAANcU/IYyDN3tuym40P6mzJBDzSo3VspdMt3xJQCLcBGAsYHQ/w404-h640/cloud5.19.jpg" width="404" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Cloud in healthier elder days May of 2019. I took other photos and videos of her as she</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>lost substantial weight and became disorientated after seizures, etc.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>When it seemed as though she was truly at her life's right and proper end, we called in a wonderful service that provides euthanasia via house call. We preferred not to take her into the vet's office as home would be less stressful to her, a bit warmer, quieter, we could give her her favorite food.</div><div><br /></div><div>She was 17 years old and infirm so we didn't feel extensive medical intervention would be best in her case. When it seemed passing away would make more sense than living in the state she was in, we made the call for the vet service.</div><div><br /></div><div>She actually collapsed from the first injection while eating. And then was gently made to stop beating just a few moments later. We made our goodbyes. And thanked her for being our dear friend.</div><div><br /></div><div>Cloud, it matters where you are.</div></div>Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-67819015683655579952016-07-05T05:59:00.000-07:002016-07-05T06:06:15.769-07:00Jeff's Magical Workflow<u>Now that I've tried it out, I can outline some of <a href="http://www.jeffgatesman.com/index" target="_blank">Jeff's</a> <b>Magical Workflow</b> in general:</u><br />
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<b>1.</b> Shoot frames to memory card (shoot high res native raw)<br />
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<b>2.</b> Open as library in <a href="http://www.adobe.com/products/photoshop-lightroom.html" target="_blank">Adobe Lightroom</a> (this is the amazing key tip from Jeff-- so effortless)<br />
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<b>3.</b> Modify frames as a batch within Lightroom (snatch still frames from Lightroom and take to PS for further edits for books an posters) Non-destructive.<br />
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<b>4. </b>Export to Adobe Premiere Pro on HD per Jeff's settings (shown in screen shot)<br />
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<b>5. </b>Open new project with preset Arri>1080p>Arri1080p 23.976 (for proper resolution and frame rate).<br />
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<b>6. </b>Import
frames from HD folder --but select first image only and then check
"Image Sequence" in the dialog box (this will import all the images into
a single clip.<br />
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<b>7. </b>Drag new clip from project window to
timeline--and you are done! (edit further as you like there before
exporting to Apple's Pro Res 422 Codec in H264 format at 1080p (or
whatever size you like to post.)<br />
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He also recommended <a href="https://www.crashplan.com/en-us/" target="_blank">Crash Plan</a> for Cloud backup ($60/year and excellent speed) and to link it to (my soon to be) External RAID enclosure for Firewire 800mb, 2-bay, 3.5" HDDs/s with (2) 3 TB drives as my local back up.<br />
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Let me know if you have any questions and I'll try to answer. And please report back how it works for you if you try it!<br />
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GOGOGO!Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-49336658111996962552016-05-31T00:59:00.001-07:002016-07-02T13:13:27.674-07:00RivalryHalfland has but one rival for my love, focus, and time. Ballet. Permit me to explain why.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">(Last Sunday, during my second class of the morning, one of the extremely talented young male dancers, Roman Frey (portrait below), asked me to work next to him at barre. Stills taken from stolen quick clips of class barre work.)</td></tr>
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<b id="yiv6279733001yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1467355259781_46699">My 42 Year History With Dance.</b><br />
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My first ever in life ballet class was at age 11.5 with the very man who
teaches me today. The man is an absolute Master Teacher of Classical
Dance. I am smart enough to know he has no equal on earth. I watch his
every move and word to every student and am regularly in awe of not only
his extraordinary grasp of body dynamics and mechanics, music,
artistry, and meaningful expression at every level of experience, but
also his wisdom about living life.<br />
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When I was a little girl, he took me into his world and shaped me as a
dancer. I was shy and quiet, utterly intimidated by everything, but he
saw a quality in me that was worthwhile and was the first person to
elevate how I saw myself. Forever after knowing him I was a dancer. I
studied with other teachers in other places as my houses kept moving but
he was always the one that made enormous impact for the better in my
life.<br />
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At 18, I was in a small ballet company in Santa Barbara when they ran out
of funding. I objectively looked at the circumstances and determined
that I didn't have enough drive, looks, or talent to pursue a career in
dance further. I decided to quit completely and see what the rest of the
world lived like. I learned and danced a bit of Jazz but no ballet
classes or performances at all for 25 years after that.<br />
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Then by chance, 10 years ago, I saw my first teacher on television. He
was alive, teaching still, right near where I lived. I was floored. I
had been repeating stories about him to my husband for decades to the
point that the teacher became a mythological creature, like a unicorn,
to us. Yet here he was. I convinced my husband, whom I had met in my
spiritual group, who was then aged 55, never having in his life taken
any dance classes, to come and experience for himself a True Master for
the enriching experience. Just once, I said.<br />
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Well, I'm somewhat bewildered yet thrilled to report that one class
turned into a decade of profound transformation in every way for both of
us. The teacher lived up to every anecdote from my history and
continues to exceed them again and again. (Can you imagine the cosmic
collision it was for me to witness my ballet world and my spiritual and
personal world coming together?!) It was surreal and yet this second
epoch with our teacher has proven to be <u id="yiv6279733001yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1467355259781_46710">even more</u> transforming (and longer) than the first!<br />
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I have spent the last 10 years taking the teacher's basic beginning
classes so I could attend with my husband, Paul. It was he who asked me such astute
questions, I was forced for the first time to observe the correct
placement of every part of the body and figure a way to explain it to
him and other beginning students of the teacher's (with his express
permission). I attempt to slowly break down the teacher's technique, like a translator for
those with no prior experience and help them to take better advantage
of their classes with the master. I aspire to explain his dynamics and form, repeating
his wonderful metaphors and stories, taking extensive notes in every class and doing
whatever I can to support him in his work.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">(The barre behind us held the other two fantastically talented future
stars of dance, one of which, Larkin Miller (with the blonde head; clip linked below of his audition video from a year ago), is my favorite dance artist
to study where I do ever. He has become one of the warmest, sweetest
people I've met. And even before I knew that about him, was the finest,
most devoted artists I've seen. A total inspiration in every movement.
Being liked and accepted by these boys for my work makes me feel strong
and right in step with them, even at more than twice their ages.)</td></tr>
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The thing you should know about this teacher and the profound impact he
has on myself, my husband, and every one of his other thousands of
students he has taught over the decades is that how you dance ballet is
only the beginning. And here's where we get into some deeper matters.<br />
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<b id="yiv6279733001yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1467355259781_46647">How We Move Reveals Who We Are.</b><br />
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Recently, my teacher lectured me privately that it was time for me to
move past the level on which I was working. It was time for me to stop
seeking some sort of perfecting of the technique and learn instead to
dance at a more professional level. He suggested I take his more
advanced classes, once again calling me forward into a new world. I
needed to expand my understanding of the more complicated combinations
that make up the center work in the longer, more advanced classes. And,
as I'm now finding out, to also exceed my limitations of expression on
the physical, mental, and emotional/psychological levels.<br />
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It isn't enough for me to get the combinations right, or to master the
technique of a difficult step. The challenge before me now, the one I am
taking up, is to fundamentally change how I react to life. Where I have
been tense and nervous, I am to be relaxed and at ease. Where I have
been convinced I am inadequate, I am to know I am wholly enough. I am to
express a greater sense of well being as I move. And when I think that I
can no longer do any better, I am to once again excel further
regardless.<br />
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So that's what I've been doing since I have recovered my health (largely thanks to the ballet again, but that's for another story, perhaps for another time), Taking class nearly every day and napping to help recover from the physical exertion. Helps me get to bed before too late too.<br />
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The challenge isn't comfortable but it's an opportunity for an authentic revolution of who I am and how I navigate in life. And as a rising tide raises all boats, the new way I think and operate are bound to affect how I can get Halfland truly done.<br />
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Thank you for listening to this underground tale of things. I thought it appropriate to try to explain where my attention has been divided and why to my Halfland followers. <br />
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*I don't name my teacher to keep our location/wherabouts private/secure.<br />
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**A year old clip of my favorite inspiration in classes right now, the blonde that can't been seen well above, <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmgU2UhfjUk&feature=youtu.be" target="_blank">Larkin Miller. </a><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">***Roman Frey (the beautiful dancer in the striped shirt and mauve leg warmers next to me above.)</td></tr>
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Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-85719004655783823012015-02-26T12:25:00.001-08:002015-02-26T12:25:44.176-08:00Power of the Press<a href="http://www.salon.com/writer/robert_ito/"></a><span>When <a href="http://www.salon.com/writer/robert_ito/" style="font-weight: bold;">Robert Ito</a> saw something worthwhile in Halfland and crafted a story about those of us who are crazy enough to love building tiny worlds, via a tedious photographic process's known as Stop Motion, he showed me the power of the mighty pen. Even in our Internet universe, the Greg Lady packs a punch to a huge volume of eyes. People who barely knew my last name came up to me at ballet and asked whether I was the Shelley Noble mentioned in that Sunday's NYTimes edition. Tons of people saw it and heard about the project that wouldn't have otherwise. There's something about that power of large numbers.</span><div>
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Since then, I moved to an entirely different sort of space, in many senses. No longer in a huge loft, the whole production is shoehorned awkwardly into a standard-sized room. And what was once an intention to make the film like any other animation for entertainment has now been further defined as hoping to be something else altogether.</div>
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At this point, it's all about getting scenes in the can. To get any sort of footage, with what's built as it is, with some things unfinished fully, get the clips into After Effects and get to cutting, enhancing, finessing, etc. There's a danger that all that's been made to date could be lost and it's my ferocious focus to get what ever possible on film. If this were a major test at school, my current state would been known as, "pencils down. Hand in by paper "<br /><div>
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There's also now built a starry constellation-ed "Night Hoop" but that's a different story.Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-6081946425047043082012-05-19T09:35:00.000-07:002012-05-19T09:54:02.053-07:00Cool Find: Christina Spangler<object width="220" height="200"><param value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nkB2PFgu3-c&hl=en&fs=1" name="movie"/><param value="true" name="allowFullScreen"/><param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/><embed allowscriptaccess="always" width="380" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nkB2PFgu3-c&hl=en&fs=1" allowfullscreen="true" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object>
My favorite Stop Motion clip of all time so far, this by <a href="http://www.spanglerstudios.com/WordPress/">Christina Spangler</a> This clip strikes deeply at the core of what I'm after with Halfland. The natural sunlight, the lack of narrative, the simple doable movement performance, the rack macro focus that mimics our observant eyes while in nature. Did we see what we saw? Yes, we did.Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-28418551590819956012012-05-19T09:07:00.000-07:002012-05-19T09:07:53.027-07:00Cool Find: Granny O'Grimm<span style="font-weight: bold;">Granny O'Grimm's Sleeping Beauty<span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span>. A really charming solid short. It's well done cgi with a really nice visual style contrast between the film's setting and the fairy story being told within it. Wryly funny and well written and performed by Kathleen O'Rourke, Directed by Nicky Phelan, produced by Brown Bag Films:<br />
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<i>One of Cirelle's recent photos of her beloved dog, Jemmy. The very one rescued for her from the mean streets by noneotherthan <a href="http://geraldslastday.blogspot.com/2008/12/justin-and-shel-rasch-directors-bio.html">Shel Rasch</a>! He's a happy, loved, and healthy doggy now. Dig those crazy fun ear wisps!</i><br />
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It's been a full year since the day Shel picked Jemmy off our street after our visit. She cleaned him up and gave him to Halfland volunteer Cirelle. In that year, Cirelle has learned to take superb care of a such a bright, adorable dog and he is enjoying the sweetest pampered puppy life to be sure.<br />
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He has the best friend a dog ever could in Cirelle, and she the best companion woman's ever had. They have each other thank goodness.<br />
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She told me that the other day on one of his many fun walks in the park, he inadvertently stepped right on a bee in the grass with one of his hind legs and it stung him on a back paw paw. He yelped and hopped as fast as he could go on three legs, leading Cirelle home by the leash the whole way. They got in and he ran right up stairs and dove straight under her bed as his place for comfort and safety. She of course collected him immediately and took him to the vet to make sure he'd be alright from the sting.<br />
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She was worried (he turned out to be fine) but to her the episode let her know for certain that he knows where to go if anything goes wrong with life... he goes Home. He has, at last, a real home.<br />
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With this new fellow in her life, and her puppet project fully done, I don't suspect Cirelle will have time to work in Halfland much going forward. But I wanted to thank her for all that she has done for it and for her being Halfland's Muse in inspiring other people to come and work for a time.<br />
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Good things tend to happen for people when they are around Cirelle.<br />
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Marina Kanno and Giacomo Bevilaqua from Staatsballett Berlin perform several jumps captured in slow motion at 1000 frames per second.</i><br>
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So, working on Halfland brings a great deal of realization and insight with it. One of the things that is occurring is the sense of life itself being very much like a frame-by-frame animation. It's dawning slowly on me that the only difference between life, animation, and dreams is the "Frame Rate". How many slices of action we can perceive. Too out-there of an idea for you? well, that's why it's posted on the underground.<br>
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Case in point. The super slow mo camera technology experiments that are emerging from all over the world are capturing human imagination, I think for a reason. If you watch this captivating, sublimely beautiful clip of young dancers jumping, you may notice how when the 1,000 frames per second kicks in, it begins to imitate or emulate our own mind's ability to see. It becomes nearly a god's eye view (be sure to catch it on YouTube directly after it's all buffered for the effect). I feel that we often see this way in our own dreams. Do you?
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I could not be more proud of Cirelle for actually completing her original puppet character she began here two years ago. <br />
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She came over to finish him up especially yesterday and we spent a whirlwind day putting the finishing touches on.<br />
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When she saw the date of February 2010 on her initial sketch, she turned to me to say that she finally understood how Halfland has taken me so many years. <i>(YEAH! Tell me about it!</i>) It's not that she or I spend every moment making our creations. Life happens as well. In her case, she became a dog owner over the last year (the wonderful puppy that Shel Rasch rescued for her from our street) and built the cedar-shingled roof on the Halfland cottage.<br />
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It was meant to give her a little showcase for all her hard work studying classical technique and as a tribute to our master teacher Stefan. We choreographed it together, I made her costume and styled her hair and make up. <br />
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It's about a young girl's difficult moment of decision to leave her teacher and say goodbye even though she might prefer to stay with him. It was filmed at a beautiful Italian villa and gardens in Los Angeles.<br />
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"Reverence" [rev·er·ence/ˈrev(ə)rəns/ to treat and honor with deep respect] is the bow she makes at the end of the piece. It's what all ballet dancers do at the end of every class in reverence and thanks to their teacher for showing them this secret sacred art.<br />
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She is a lovely young woman now. I remember when I first started giving her private lessons at our teacher's suggestion. I've learned and grown so much. I will always be thankful to them both.<br />
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<blockquote><i>Mike and I had an email fight today. <strike>Nothing serious</strike> (it's gotten serious now), just a long debate over whether a place can tell a story. Mike is adamant that a place is a container for a story but tells nothing in itself without characters and events/actions. His is a perfectly reasonable assertion. But I feel it is thoroughly wrong.</i><br />
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<i>Below is essentially my side of the argument in snippets of the email exchange. Should be self-explanatory. It was a good exercise, one that gave me greater knowledge of why Halfland is so heavily weighted on the development of the place, on building the details of the Halfland world... In its Ambient Narrative...</i></blockquote><br />
No characters are needed for a story at all. The narrative is in the setting. And not by personifying the landscape or elements in it. Every setting has a feeling by its very nature. That feeling has a wealth of actions and emotions that come with it without adding any other players.<br />
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<blockquote><div style="color: #38761d;">“The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.”</div> --Henry Miller</blockquote>And that world has plenty of data in it at once. It's like with language. A single brief poem can affect us as a longer form art like a movie. I'm seeing visuals the same as poetry and therefore I don't need characters. I don't need stories. In fact, I can get rather tired of them. Blah blah. Just give me the poem, as I mean that word. I'm talking about the exquisite eloquence beyond character and words. Insta-story.<br />
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What the difference is to you between the effect on you of a proper "story" and the effect on you of an evocative visual that inspires, provokes, etc. I maintain there is no difference of any consequence. How is the effect of that experience different to you than a narrative?<br />
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It's like the word Blue. Blue is a color, yes. But it's also a feeling. Same with the word Narrative. Same with the word Story. When I see a landscape it tells me--YES!---a narrative---a series of details that inform the setting and its story. I get as much from a bare landscape as from a plotline with characters. A lot happens in a landscape. Anyone could tell a story using landscapes/settings ALONE!!!! It's RIDICULOUS to say otherwise. I see the import of landscape/settings like I never would have before.<br />
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Further, the setting's story is wildly influential to the audience's subliminal experience of the overt plotline, my word for the linear events of a typical entertainment scenario. What you decried as my stupidity is actually my informed conviction of what it is to express an idea. I'd invite you to go ahead and try what I'm saying as part of our debate. Make a series of landscape/setting images in your mind that tell a narrative without a single thing happening nor character. You'll immediately see it's not only possible, but creatively rewarding.<br />
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The story in the landscape is there without an old man saying it. Because the way things are in a place, even on another planet, are that way because of events. The events are written in the place. The more the viewer knows about history and developments in the area the more information they get out of looking at a place. But even without knowing what's happened there or making up a story based on what little they know, a place tells volumes just by how it has grown/developed. The story it tells is of it's development and history, how it came to be through time, whether we know the story consciously or not. A world of story is in a blade of grass. You just need to listen to it. <br />
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But while story tellers are not stories, neither are landscapes merely vestiges of stories. The stories landscapes tell, to me, are as filled with data as a story with characters and things that happen. Probably because we can see the things that have taken place in the landscape. If we see the prairie degrade over centuries and the house be built and fall apart, by the time the setting is our story, we can feel/get what took place there in that example. Going further though, if I see a shot of the cold barren moon of Saturn however, I do feel the isolation, the vastness, the silence, etc. and those cues make me feel and think a certain way. Just as a story does. I think the kernel of our disagreement comes from my assertion that story isn't limited to the strict technical linguistic definition but broadens out to include things that make me feel and learn the same stories do. It's not calling it a hot dog to say that I can learn just as much from a series of settings as from a movie. Especially these days when commercial movies are so empty of any substance. For me everything I see is unequivocally a story in the sense of my learning and processing information.<br />
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A place, every place, is exactly a series of events. How the place came to be required loads of things to happen, including creation. As Carl Sagan said... If you want to make an apple pie you first have to create the universe." A story is told by simply a place's very existence.<br />
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It isn't a stage. It is the play itself. Another story can be told on top of a landscape, but there already is much story in the setting choice itself. For me.<br />
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Learning comes into it because that is the end result of interacting with a story. They edify. They expand knowing. Even when they are in the guise of entertainment they educate on many levels, from cultural, moral, to philosophical. Mood is story as much as plot.<br />
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I was just watching the dance clips posted here recently, truly the finest moments in dance ever captured. And I was struck by how much "story" was taking place in the second dance especially. Clearly ecstatic emotion, serious meaning, beauty, forceful anguish, and persuasive feelings of sympathy were being transmitted through just a single body's movements in a bare black landscape. I could experience the vein of emotional cues the dancer was expressing even though there was no narrative nor action in the typical sense. Sometimes these types of dances are called abstracts, with no costume or text as with more classical story ballets. And yet, I was struck by how articulate his was in terms of genuine story telling. I knew what human story he was expressing. Volumes of it.<br />
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I'm going to term the kind of abstract emotional cues inherent in a landscape the Ambient Narrative. <br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><blockquote><b>Update:: An article from a highly experienced photographer that <a href="http://www.luminous-landscape.com/essays/telling.shtml">supports my pov </a>on this as well: </b><i>"<i>...Immerse yourself in a situation, and then take enough photographs to properly tell the story.</i>" Telling the story does not necessarily mean producing a <i>sequence</i> of frames, but rather exploring the situation in enough depth to be able to extract the one or two definitive frames that capture the essence of the situation</i><i>... this is one of the reasons that I photograph — not, as one photographer put it, "</i><i><i>to</i> find out what I've seen</i>", <i>but rather <i>"to be more fully in the moment</i>" — to experience what there is to see and feel all the more intensely. And to do so means not being passive and waiting for something to happen, but rather to be an active participant; looking, thinking, and feeling the moments as they happen..."</i></blockquote><blockquote><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Update:: A <a href="http://www.alfredkappler.com/?p=1996">long article</a> by an experienced artist that supports the notion of visuals telling a story as well: </b><i>"A painting always tells a story. But just because it can be told does not make a story worth telling.... There are also stories that remind one of truths about human beings in general, or about life, that one would just as soon not be reminded of. One knows them well enough, perhaps all too well, and someone insisting on telling them irritates everyone...."</i></div></blockquote></div></div>Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-39465137515224331272011-05-25T01:38:00.000-07:002011-05-25T01:45:59.401-07:00Meet The Adorable Jemmy!<div id="PictoBrowser110525012747"><iframe align="middle" frameborder="0" height="400" scrolling="no" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?group_id=&user_id=92694026@N00&set_id=72157626676702077/with/5757260475&tags=Cirelle'ssweetdoggieJemmy" width="400"></iframe><br />
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Got to visit Cirelle and her new puppy that Shel Rasch rescued from our neighborhood for her. He is a super fantastic little doggie; smart, good natured, giving, and a pure delight of adorable tufts of oinch!<br />
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I didn't know what to expect, actually, I did expect the worst. I assumed he'd have to be a total handful coming from the streets without any training. I thought he'd be yelping constantly and jumping and unwieldy, but he was the opposite. He was clearly a good boy and already fully in love with Cirelle. That's really the only challenge they are having to adjust to right now, is how awful he feels when she goes off to work or other activities. He's so attached to her affection and care (I know how he feels!) that when she leaves him alone for any length of time in the condo, he gets frustrated and tears things up.<br />
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I say bring him mostly everywhere. Problem solved. But Cirelle wants to be able to go off when she wants/needs to. I think after a while, he'll realize he's got a secure home with her and he won't be so anxious later on. That, or maybe other neighbors can pitch in a share he walking and care. He's so dear that he'll win over anyone who meets him.<br />
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Meanwhile, good luck to Cirelle and Jemmy! (that's a French nickname for the name Cirelle got was his from a dream) Shel did such a good thing for them both!Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-33969477345528721692011-03-08T12:16:00.000-08:002011-03-08T12:16:25.559-08:00The Finest Dances I've Seen: To be as GodIt may or may not be germane to Halfland per se, but Paul found these two Korean dance clips on YouTube that are among the finest examples of dance as art I've seen. The first was from a couple years back of the stunning dancer Min Young Park and we love her entire presence throughout her piece, even the way she commands the stage as she walks onto it. All the way through.<br />
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The next is a sublime young male dancer named Sun-Chon HAN who, it seems, has been inspired by the previous performance and taken the genre/style higher still. He makes a leap at the 2:39 mark that, if one is at all in touch with their heart in that moment, will move the viewer to tears with its total ecstatic abandon.<br />
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There is something profound at work in these pieces. Something at the core of dance as an artform. They both seem to be not just merely dancing to music, nor performing it.<br />
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To dance is to become the music. Not to dance to it. Not to perform it. But in reality to become the vibratory expression itself. To be as God.Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-25484996989958026782011-01-23T12:52:00.000-08:002011-01-24T01:25:23.434-08:00Character Round-up<div>Talented animator,<a href="http://vimeo.com/user1140595"> Gustavo Arteaga</a> was kind enough to ask whether I made my own characters for my projects. I said yes and collected a few sketches to give him the idea. I added a few more and put them here, in case anyone else might want to see the gang all together, and often in the all-together!<br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thestriderstopmotionpatrolofjoy/5054486343/in/photostream/">Yanu</a> the Moth man sketch made from photo of his sculpt.<br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thestriderstopmotionpatrolofjoy/3258506838/in/set-72157617360054689/">Bosq</a> the sleeping cat puppet on the set<br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thestriderstopmotionpatrolofjoy/3176519630/in/set-72157617360054689/">Rana</a>, the Goat Woman (and main character) stand in puppet on set.<br />
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thestriderstopmotionpatrolofjoy/3257683687/in/set-72157617360054689/">Pink Snail</a>, with cozy home on his back, portrait of the large puppet.</div><div class="photo-div" id="yui_3_3_0_1_1295814473508757"><br />
</div><div class="photo-div" id="yui_3_3_0_1_1295814473508757"><div class="photo-div" id="yui_3_3_0_1_1295814852613778"><img alt="photo" height="400" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1397/5169305423_1161ac5521_z.jpg" width="291" /></div><form action="/blog.gne" id="blog-form" method="post" style="visibility: hidden;"><input name="magic_cookie" type="hidden" value="e4caf2aeb3e22ca7e94a11e8c7937d87" /><input name="photo" type="hidden" value="5169305423" /><input name="blog" type="hidden" value="0" /></form><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thestriderstopmotionpatrolofjoy/5169305423/">Tarn</a> the Crow Woman sketch</div><div class="photo-div" id="yui_3_3_0_1_1295814473508757"></div><div class="photo-div" id="yui_3_3_0_1_1295814473508757"><br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u6p5H_ALavY/S9qdtyEO7KI/AAAAAAAACTE/ZsgV-84a5WU/s1600/WaterKoi.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="277" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u6p5H_ALavY/S9qdtyEO7KI/AAAAAAAACTE/ZsgV-84a5WU/s400/WaterKoi.gif" width="400" /></a>The Koi of Enlightenment puppet seen in the pond. He rises up from the depths only for a moment.</div><div class="photo-div" id="yui_3_3_0_1_1295814473508757"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u6p5H_ALavY/SxYb8js7ziI/AAAAAAAACGk/Lxsq477aZio/s1600-h/Time-Frog2lo.gif"><br />
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<h3 class="post-title entry-title"></h3><div class="post-header"></div><div class="post-body entry-content"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/200/2623/1600/bnhsketchsketchpainty.gif"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/200/2623/400/bnhsketchsketchpainty.gif" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a>The Birds in Hats sketch, among their hat box nest and habadashery fighting to see themselves in the mirror.<br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6p5H_ALavY/Sc8vmKqtWaI/AAAAAAAABu0/29Cem8ZY3Io/s1600-h/Mousefacepupp.png"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318522017692866978" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6p5H_ALavY/Sc8vmKqtWaI/AAAAAAAABu0/29Cem8ZY3Io/s400/Mousefacepupp.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 362px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a></div> The Writing Mouse small puppet and his tiny lens glasses.<br />
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Monty's sketch, the little pink balloon blowfish who has no friends, for the undersea scene<i>.</i></div><div class="post-body entry-content"><i><br />
</i></div><div class="post-body entry-content"><h3 class="post-title entry-title"></h3><div class="post-header"></div><div class="post-body entry-content"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u6p5H_ALavY/R0UvsKzY9eI/AAAAAAAAAss/MQ-Ni6FerJU/s1600-h/PaintingChicken.gif"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135563385946568162" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u6p5H_ALavY/R0UvsKzY9eI/AAAAAAAAAss/MQ-Ni6FerJU/s400/PaintingChicken.gif" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a>The Chicken Painter sketch, painting a landscape en plein air in the meadow yard. In a fowl mood today.</div><div class="post-body entry-content"><i><br />
</i></div><div class="post-body entry-content"><div class="post-header"></div><div class="post-body entry-content"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6p5H_ALavY/Sm9Pexqqb8I/AAAAAAAAB4g/DizOT9W-YtE/s1600-h/spider.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363593071368499138" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6p5H_ALavY/Sm9Pexqqb8I/AAAAAAAAB4g/DizOT9W-YtE/s400/spider.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 289px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>The Tailor Spider puppet, who lives in Rana's attic making cobwebs for her to wear on her clothes.</div><div class="post-body entry-content"><br />
</div><div class="post-body entry-content">There are also marching ants and bugs dressed for a party, caterpillars, worms, a lizard (by Cirelle) and pretty butterflies (by Constance) as well...</div><div class="post-body entry-content"><br />
</div><div class="post-body entry-content">To be continued...</div><i></i></div><i></i></div><i></i></div></div><form action="/blog.gne" id="blog-form" method="post" style="visibility: hidden;"><input name="magic_cookie" type="hidden" value="e4caf2aeb3e22ca7e94a11e8c7937d87" /><input name="photo" type="hidden" value="3257683687" /><input name="blog" type="hidden" value="0" /></form></div></div><form action="/blog.gne" id="blog-form" method="post" style="visibility: hidden;"><input name="magic_cookie" type="hidden" value="e4caf2aeb3e22ca7e94a11e8c7937d87" /><input name="photo" type="hidden" value="3258506838" /><input name="blog" type="hidden" value="0" /></form></div><form action="/blog.gne" id="blog-form" method="post" style="visibility: hidden;"><input name="magic_cookie" type="hidden" value="e4caf2aeb3e22ca7e94a11e8c7937d87" /><input name="photo" type="hidden" value="5054486343" /><input name="blog" type="hidden" value="0" /></form></div>Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-55423448546403465442010-10-24T22:25:00.000-07:002010-10-24T22:25:07.026-07:00Hand-crafted 3d illustration Win-- Miss Clara<object height="328" width="400"><param name="movie" value="http://culturebox.france3.fr/player.swf?video=9631"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://culturebox.france3.fr/player.swf?video=9631" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="328"></embed></object><br />
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<a href="http://culturebox.france3.fr/all/9631/miss-clara-et-ses-merveilles-en-papier" target="_blank">Découvrez <b>Miss Clara et ses merveilles en papier</b> sur Culturebox !</a><br />
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<i>Found via <a href="http://annekata.blogspot.com/">Annekata</a></i><br />
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A new heroine inspiration <a href="http://www.missclara.com/">Miss Clara</a> in France. I've long admired her 3D hand crafted illustrations and was so pleased to discover the woman behind the work.<br />
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I hope to craft illustrations for the Halfland story book, rendered from stills of the film with some of the charm and beauty Miss Clara's works have.Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-29230306736800603462010-02-14T21:51:00.001-08:002010-02-14T21:53:51.770-08:00Patina Recipe: Pig Iron<div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thestriderstopmotionpatrolofjoy/4355872550/" title="photo sharing"><img alt="" height="300" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2804/4355872550_4d80d55c31.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" width="400" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thestriderstopmotionpatrolofjoy/4355872550/">Iron recipe</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/thestriderstopmotionpatrolofjoy/">Nobledesign</a>.</span></div>Found a great patina recipe for simulating pig iron.<br />
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PIg Iron Patina:<br />
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•Slate grey acrylic paint on any base surface.<br />
•Two rough coats of <a href="http://www.michaels.com/art/online/projectsheet?pid=e08248">iron surfacer</a> paint (iron particles in suspension).<br />
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•Saturate with rusting solution (sold with iron surfacer; good info <a href="http://www.michaels.com/art/online/displayArticle?articleNum=ae0495">here</a>).<br />
•Allow to oxidize/rust over several hours or overnight.<br />
• Hit high points of surface by lightly rubbing with iridescent grey chalk.<br />
• Rub with soft cloth to burnish and fix.<br />
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Woo!<br />
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(This letter is from a necklace I'm nearly finished building.)Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-2819163523825012462010-02-05T01:33:00.001-08:002010-02-05T01:33:39.364-08:00Cool Find: Shadow Play<object height="175" width="220"><param value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nlgl5YJhmn4&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00" name="movie"/><param value="true" name="allowFullScreen"/><param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"/><embed allowscriptaccess="always" width="220" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nlgl5YJhmn4&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00" allowfullscreen="true" height="175" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br />
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I adore double imagery, things that look like one thing yet are in fact another. And use of shadow too. The interplay of an object's shadow. A trick of the eye. I really admire this artpiece<a href="http://ullam.typepad.com/ullabenulla/">Ulla</a> posted. The clip shows Hans Peter Feldmann's <span style="font-style: italic;">Shadowplay</span> at 303 Gallery in Chelsea, NYC. September 12 - October 17, 2009.<br />
"A simple, elegant sculptural installation of light, shadow, and found objects." Check out the review at <a href="http://www.artblogny.com/2009-09/shadowplay-by-hans-peter-feldmann">artblogNY.com</a><br />
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And of course, there are the boggling pieces of junk casting <a href="http://www.environmentalgraffiti.com/featured/incredible-shadow-art-created-from-junk/12265">realistic shadows</a> of other than what they are made of by Tim Noble (no relation) and Sue Webster. Some are crude and unpleasant but all are ingenious.Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-49447023687683642452009-12-07T14:16:00.000-08:002009-12-07T14:18:19.898-08:00What is Halfland?It's my wholly original folk tale in the traditional vein. It's a fantasy on the surface, but really more of a visual allegory or metaphor in the sense of ancient myths. It's filled with symbols from deep within my own subconscious. It's a grand experiment to see if these incredible, truly, incredible new creative computer tools can empower everyone with basic modern means to be their own movie studio. But most of all, it's the most insane fun I've ever had or could ever imagine having.<br />
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It's actually simple animation for Halfland, I hope. No dialog at all, not much narrative, mainly uninvolved physical movement made in short bursts and strung together as a film, as if beads. The magic of it is in its detailed sets, puppets, and costumes, the world created.<br />
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<b>Story/movie/play, in brief:</b> It's the audience/camera pov following a mermaid from our shores, undersea to Halfland (Where everything is more clearly half of something else.)<br />
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We pick up a view of the mermaid swimming in a freshwater stream (presumably coming in from a delta) to a half tree/half house where a goat woman comes down the hill with a rain barrel to collect her visiting mermaid friend.<br />
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They share tea and soup and watch various insect goings on until nightfall, then turn in for the night in the ember glow and last lantern light.<br />
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In the middle of the night, the crow woman barges in, wounded, bleeding, desperate. Rana packs up the mermaid in the water-filled barrel and tucks the crow woman onto a sled, and off they go to get her the help she needs in the desert.<br />
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[That describes the action taking place in about 6 micro-episodes of approximately 6 seconds each. And is the end of Act 2.]<br />
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[Act 3 takes place in the desert]<br />
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The troop travels to find the Serpent Sage, he knows what to do for the crow, plays an instrument that causes flowers to grow from his head. This causes flowers to grow from her head too.<br />
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[End of Act 3 as well as the first complete series.]<br />
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Subsequent series involve the moth man, the writing mouse, how answers are discovered on the leaves of the trees.Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-90054538098671637442009-12-03T18:36:00.001-08:002015-04-08T00:21:49.939-07:00Halfland Build Lists: specific items that need doing<b>Interior/Exterior Cottage Building:</b> rain gutter with bucket pulleys<br />
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<b>Set Landscape Building:</b> plant landscape; silk waters; <a href="mainhttp://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=7910338174723670345#editor/target=post;postID=9005453809867163744%20">distant hills</a>; set foreground branch near camera on wide shots, Flowering Thoughts<br />
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<b>Puppet Making:</b> armatures; casting; hair; costuming; and finishing for; Tarn (38% done); Kyra large and small (50%); <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2010/10/birthing-yanu.html">Yanu</a> (50% done); Torhar; Urhu; Bird's in Hats (80% done)<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">[Table updated: April 2015]</span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Completed Set/Prop/Puppet Elements--</span><span style="color: magenta;">DONE!</span>--</span> </span><a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-coitins.html">kitchen curtains & rods/brackets</a>; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2010/03/getting-sill-y-with-it.html">Entry window curtains, shade rods and brackets, </a><a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2010/11/read-her-palm.html">desert palm tree</a>; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2011/01/make-moon.html">Moon Lantern</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2011/01/meet-constance-bamboozled-in-groovy.html">Bamboo Grove</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2011/01/meet-carol-tea-cup-roses-finally-bloom.html">Tea Cup Roses, </a><a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2011/03/feeling-pane.html">glass Tudor windows</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2012/05/rosey-cozy.html">rose wallpapering</a>; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2012/10/pond-set-is-fully-finished.html">plant pond foliage</a>; portion of fencing in foreground, gate in fence; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2009/12/eureka-new-idea-moon-lanterns.html">Mouse House Exterior, weathervane, tree lanterns</a>; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2011/07/can-this-title-be-made-any-larger.html">coppola</a>; shutters; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2011/12/crowning-glory.html">porch</a>; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2011/03/tinting-tenting.html">Urhu's desert tent</a>; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/search?q=mouse+house+interior">Mouse house interior</a>; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2011/07/can-this-title-be-made-any-larger.html">Writing Mouse's ink bottles, quills, scrolls</a>; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/search?q=lute">Urhu's snake-skinned musical instruments</a>; roof joists; roof and shingles; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2011/03/ranas-halo-crown-of-moths.html" target="_blank">Cabbage moth halo/crown</a>; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2013/04/weaving-butterfly-wings.html" target="_blank">Butterfly wing tapestry loom</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2015/01/the-great-motif-presenting-finished.html" target="_blank">Chicken Painter's easel, brushes, and canvases</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2013/03/seasons-time-is-place.html">Four seasons of birch forest</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2009/07/webs-we-weave.html">lace spider webs</a><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Finished Puppets--</span><span style="color: magenta;">DONE!</span>--</b><a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2015/03/she-photographs-very-well.html">RANA!!</a> </span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6p5H_ALavY/Sc8vmKqtWaI/AAAAAAAABu0/29Cem8ZY3Io/s1600-h/Mousefacepupp.png">Writing Mouse</a>; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2007/03/lightbox.html">Bosq the snoring cat</a>; <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u6p5H_ALavY/SSeC_sr0B0I/AAAAAAAABgc/cVUgnU5UdJk/s1600-h/point25land.png">small Pink Snail</a>; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2006/04/layers-of-meaning.html">Knitting Beetles</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2008/11/hermans-new-sweater.html">Herman! the Caterpillar</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2008/11/felt-need.html">Catalina the Inchworm</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2009/06/dusting-it-off.html">Dust Bunnies</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2009/07/100-days-beside-her.html">The Tailor Spider</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-in-hand.html">Birds in Hats</a> (so nearly), <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2008/11/quarterland-and-largeland.html">Pink Snail</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2010/11/halfland-puppets-handicapped.html">Handicapped Butterflies</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2011/03/meet-time-keepers.html">Time Flies;</a> <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2012/01/tail-of-inger-and-little-devil-moth.html">devil moth</a>; <a href="https://vimeo.com/64702086">Time Frog</a> ; <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2012/10/face-caterpillow.html">Caterpillow, </a><a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2015/01/the-great-motif-presenting-finished.html">Chicken Painter </a>(by Deborah George); Mr. and Mrs. Smook OYsters, blue dragonfly, twigman, twig figures, Hermit Crab<br />
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<b><a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2008/10/xcuse-me-while-i-kiss-this.html">Backdrop Sky</a></b> Building<span style="font-size: medium;">--<b>Again</b>--Day and Night <b style="color: magenta;">DONE!</b></span><br />
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<b>Finished props</b>--<span style="color: magenta; font-size: medium;"><b>DONE!</b></span>-- <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2009/12/100-days-of-progress-iron-sides.html">iron tea kettle</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2009/07/100-days-habadashery.html">Bird's hats</a>, <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6p5H_ALavY/Sc8vle3MtKI/AAAAAAAABuc/HxHjyeGKTFc/s1600-h/adoorable.png">door keys</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2009/11/making-miniature-flors.html">floral arrangement</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2009/12/guest-artists-cirelle-nancy-fit-in.html">window</a> <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2010/01/cirelle-out-of-blue.html">boxes</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2010/01/100-days-of-progress-im-pretty-sure-god.html">strawberries</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2010/09/fireside-no-chat.html">Fireside hearth andirons and kettle crane</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2011/01/catching-you-up-honey-im-home.html">Queen Bee paper hive</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2011/12/crowning-glory.html">Queen bee's crown</a>; <a href="http://butterflies%20that%20tango,%20and%20look%20like%20flowers,%20and%20are%20handicapped./">Time Frog's lotus and lily pads</a>, <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2009/09/100-days-chandelier-tease.html">Chandelier AGAIN!</a>; <b>All <a href="http://notesfromhalfland.blogspot.com/2008/11/lettuce-have-peas.html">Food Props</a></b><br />
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<u><span style="font-weight: bold;">For possible future Halfland episodes:</span></u><br />
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<b>Add'l Props:</b> Torhar's saddle; Tarn's sled<br />
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<b>Add'l Puppets:</b> Butterflies that tango, and look like flowers, and are handicapped.<br />
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<b>Add'l Minor Sets:</b> underseascape (made from puppet packaging from all over earth from Notes <span style="font-size: x-small;">readers)</span>Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-41037057308802657852009-12-03T00:04:00.000-08:002009-12-03T21:36:45.629-08:00Cool Find: Gondry Music VideoWhen you love a piece of music, one way to immerse yourself in it is to pull it apart piece by piece and make art with it. Michel Gondry did this in an interesting way. He took an existing track of music (<span style="font-style:italic;">Star Guitar </span>by The Chemical Brothers) and mapped it out by hand on paper (first 3 minutes of this "making of" video show exactly how).<object width="200" height="180"><param value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GF0-wGbRqEs&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" name="movie"/><param value="true" name="allowFullScreen"/><param value="always" name="allowScriptAccess"/><embed allowscriptaccess="always" width="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GF0-wGbRqEs&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" allowfullscreen="true" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object>Then he tested the pattern using oranges, books, shoes, glasses, bolts, etc.<br/><br />Ten HD videos of a train ride in France (for the light gradients) and three months of digital post production produced this..<object width="200" height="180"><param value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ODd6OGDNWSU&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" name="movie"/><param value="true" name="allowFullScreen"/><param value="always" name="allowScriptAccess"/><embed allowscriptaccess="always" width="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ODd6OGDNWSU&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" allowfullscreen="true" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><a href="http://kottke.org/09/10/star-guitar">via</a>Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910338174723670345.post-17885111507081405642009-10-08T18:32:00.000-07:002009-12-03T21:35:54.703-08:00Cool Find: Cayenne As First Aid<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u6p5H_ALavY/Ss6TOM1Vy7I/AAAAAAAACBA/DmRrtjsIyGY/s1600-h/cayenne.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u6p5H_ALavY/Ss6TOM1Vy7I/AAAAAAAACBA/DmRrtjsIyGY/s320/cayenne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390407676181466034" /></a><br />I'm sharing this because I think it is a cool find. I am not a medical doctor and am in no way intending the following as medical advice. I heard this information anecdotally in stories told by the callers to a radio show and gathered further information on the subject online. There are wild claims of cayenne pepper, what we know of as a spice, being fantastically helpful for many crisis and ailments. One usage I heard about was to use it as a hemostat to staunch the flow of blood in an emergency. it is said that it is very effective in stopping the flow of blood from a cut or wound, is and it also helps to relieve pain. I understand it in effect cauterizes the blood vessels with its naturally occurring Scoville or heat Units.<br /><br />I bought some extra strength cayenne powder to keep on hand for emergencies not really knowing if what I had heard was at all true but then I had a small try out of it the other day. I cut into my finger deeply with a sharp wood carving tool and the blood was flowing pretty well. I quickly ran to the bathroom and rinsed the cut which hurt a bit. I applied pressure to it and then got the bag of cayenne out. I jammed my finger down into the powder and packed it in, not knowing what would happen.<br /><br />Within 10 seconds the bleeding a completely stopped and the pain dissolved within 1 minute. The cut was completely healed in less than two days. I mean healed, as in no bandage, no pain, no infection. That sold me on keeping some around for cuts at all times right there.<br /><br />I won't link publicly to the material I read online about it as I want to leave that to each person that wants to to research it for themselves. If anyone would like to read what I did they are welcome to email me at the address above and I'll forward them a few links that I thought were substantive. I have personally made the cayenne tincture for adding into my drinks and carry some with me for heart or brain crisis now as well.Shelley Noblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10968333057020378002noreply@blogger.com4