Monday, June 18, 2007

Project "What if..." Questions

These are the questions I thought of concerning my project, after my bliss time.
- to be answered soon...

What if you couldn't convey an image by sight? You had to use sound instead?

What if humans didn't have sympathy/empathy for others?

What if images didn't provoke controversy or move people?

What if (to quote Lennon) there was no religion?

What really makes us different from each other? is it tangible or even definable? What if it was gone?

My Bliss...

3 hours for whatever I want...

Here's what I did:

  1. Took a super-long bath using unprecedented amounts of chocolate milk shampoo


  2. Pet and pampered my kitty, Frank


  3. Watched that day's episode of General Hospital, unmolested by the phone, boyfriend, email or any other distractions. I love my stories!


  4. I went outside and walked around a bit, then sat in the grass....just to enjoy the setting.


  5. I got to read without being bothered...I never get the time to just sit and do this..and it's what I really enjoy!
I often feel so scheduled...I almost didn't know what to do with myself. I had to really think about what I wanted to do to truly enjoy myself. This makes me think I don't do this often enough..I don't spend enough time out of the day for myself...

Answering "What if..."

"What if there was no fear of aging?"

First I had to decide if this meant "we still age but don't fear it" or "we don't age at all". I'm going with we still age, but do it with grace and don't mind it. The fear of age, looking bad, or losing someone because of the way we look is absent from our directory of feelings now.

Hundreds of businesses or at least, anti-aging products, wouldn't exist. Like Oil of Olay, Estee Lauder, all those people...Maybe the scientists who worked in the labs developing those products instead grew up to discover, oh I don't know, a cure for cancer or something useful. Who knows, without having to undergo pressure to lessen wrinkles maybe they could do other great things..

Women wouldn't inject poison into their faces to paralyze their muscles. I don't see the appeal here to begin with, but I hear botox parties are real popular, even here, now. Gross...but I shouldn't judge..

Everyone would live without the pressure of always trying to appear younger or different looking. (I think after a certain age, even men attempt to do this..) We should enjoy every stage of our live, instead of always wishing for it to be different. Hmm..Maybe other problems would magnify, like "how big your feet are" or something, to take the place of the missing worry over looks....something to ponder...

Monday, June 11, 2007

What if?

Assignment 4: What if...

What if…donuts were good for you?
What if…money reproduced like starfish?
What if…no one cared about Paris Hilton?
What if…MTV played music videos?
What if…people were actually paid according to the value of their work?
What if…rain hurt when it fell?
What if…people over 70 had to stop driving?
What if…you could ride tigers like horses? ..without fear of being consumed…
What if…college was free?
What if…we could all be part-human, part-animal of our choice?


What if…conservation was as big of a political topic as gas prices?
What if…you could shoot lasers from your eyes?
What if…looks really didn’t matter?
What if…you could pick an age to be your whole life?
What if…we had tails like a monkey?
What if…when you got hot you turned light blue?
What if…food never spoiled?
What if…J.R. never got shot?
What if…there were no political parties, and everyone just voted for the best person for the job?
What if… when someone said something mean to you, your ears shut off until they were done?


What if… you could rewind within the span of 1 day?
What if…the cold war never ended?
What if…the power went out….for good?
What if…you had to hunt/gather your food?
What if…golf was easy?
What if…we were never introduced to shame?
What if…Coke finally beat Pepsi, once and for all?
What if…they redid the musical Cabaret, using cats for the cast?
What if…other countries liked us?
What if…we could have cities underwater?

What if… forever is a reality, not a concept?
What if…God laughs at us?
What if…Wacom pens were easy to use instead of frustratingly inaccurate?
What if… healthcare was free like Canada?
What if… TV showed what was really happening around the world?
What if… you could take pill to change the way you looked for a day?
What if… the pets in your neighborhood had weekly meetings to discuss the termination of your block?
What if… you could just get the security sticker for your door from the Brinks man, instead of the whole system?
What if…people had to get certified before they had children?
What if…life was like it is on The Jetsons?

What if…bees didn’t sting and they made candy?
What if…all the spiders got shipped to space?
What if…pet rocks acted more like pets?
What if…kids weren’t sticky? (..maybe I’d want one..)
What if…people discovered Starbucks was actually freeze-dried Folgers in pretty cups?
What if…ponchos came back into style?
What if…people stopped fighting over things you can’t see? (boundaries, religion..etc..)
What if…the cookie didn’t crumble, it imploded?
What if…medicines that “may cause death” were removed from the market?
What if…we had gills on our feet?

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

What moves me...

Assignment 3: What moves me?

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This is Figment....He moves me. Figment was the main character in the Epcot ride "Journey into the Imagination." He is of course, the figment of your imagination. The ride opened in 1983, right before my first big trip to Disney World. I don't remember this trip, but I did come home with some Figment memoriabilia, a stuffed animal version, and a small plastic toy of him. Who knows where the stuffed Figment is, but I keep the plastic one on my desk at home. I later took trips to Disney and Epcot that I could remember, and what sticks out is, Epcot is super-boring, except for Figment and the singing/dancing fruit and veggies in the Kitchen Kabaret... :) Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket




So I always looked forward to Figment. Now when I look at it, it reminds me of being a kid, and a time where things didn't change too much. I don't deal well with change...but I'm aware it's always coming. Figment reminds me that I need to be a kid sometimes and to be happy, because life is too short to be a serious grown-up all the time...and that's no fun. I like that I've had this toy since I was little. I have always known where it is and kept it visible.




I did bring him to class, but I would not have been very graceful speaking about it. I didn't really know what to say. And I had another item, a storybook my dad used to read me.... I wouldn't have even been able to say anything about it without crying...but I guess that's the definition of "moving me".....

I was a little blown away by everyone sharing what moved them though...it was very inspiring..and awesome that you all were willing to tell such intimate stories. I would not have been able to make it through mine without becoming a blubbering mess...So I admire all of you who were clearly braver than I was. The class moved me.

Questions to answer:

What is New Media?
Oh man...the communication of an idea using technology to produce it?

What is an Image?
What someone sees before them...it can be a single object, a picture, a landscape or the whole feeling, what your senses pick up combined with what your eyes see.

What is Music?
A sound (or lack thereof) made with the intent to entertain.

What am I doing in New Media?
I'm really bad at writing papers.

Sensing my surroundings...

Assignment 2: Senses



**Sorry I'm a little late....I lost my stupid blogger password...cookies be damned.



What do you smell at the movies?

I cheated and rented a movie to watch with my dad. I smelled heavy cigarette smoke (from dad), weed killer on my shoes, and hamburger helper wafting through the house. (Cheeseburger Macoroni....the ONLY kind that matters..) The movie was so-so...but the hamburger helper was fantastic!


What do you hear when you go out to eat?


We went out to eat at a small diner in Englewood, Florida. We sat in a booth next to the counter, and you could see and smell the open kitchen behind the counter. I heard the low hum of other people speaking, the clink of glass and silverware. I hear doors open and close, water running, and food sizzling behind of the counter.

As I write this information down, I get fixated on the word sizzle...which reminds me of the Sizzler. DAMN I miss that restaurant...why aren't those around Indy anymore?? I checked the internet and they are only present in the west. How come California, Oregon, Arizona and Idaho get to enjoy the deliciousness that is the Sizzler, while we languish in the land of Rallys, White Castle, and Hardees....damn..Indiana sucks sometimes.

In Loving Memory....
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What do you see when you listen to music?
I chose a couple different songs to listen to. The first was "Diamonds on the soles of her shoes" by Paul Simon. As I listen to it, I start to discern that it's a refreshing change from most music that is produced now. It's actually happy and upbeat...I'd almost forgotten what that sounded like. It reminds me that, wasn't Paul Simon in that movie, Annie Hall, that's supposed to be so freaking wonderful? I watched it and I wasn't impressed...Woody Allen seems pretty funny and I can see why people like him, but the movie was ridiculous. I need a payoff, a happy ending or at least SOME sort of an ending....not the "lets just cut the scene right here, and leave the audience contemplating" ending...I do not feel like being pensive and retrospective after having spent 2 1/2 hours flattening my ass on the couch...for some movie that was supposed to be great...

Umm so back to the point...the other song I chose was "Just like Starting Over" by John Lennon. I love this song because it sounds like an older song from the 50's. It's an awesome song, and I want to use it at my wedding. When I listen to it, I visualize good times, and smiling. I envision myself dancing....I start to trail off and think about flowers and dresses and whatnot, all the bs that goes into planning a wedding...strikes me as too much work and $$.. So I press the shuffle forward button on my ipod and I get Prince's Pussy Control.....I don't even know what to say about that.

What do you feel like when you wake up?
Today I woke up at 6 to get ready to fly home. I feel like shit, even still as I'm on the plane writing this out. My body aches and I always feel nauseous and sometimes throw up when I get up early. (this could totally be psycosomatic (sp?) but it does happen a lot..) I think my stomach makes too much acid or something..Anywho, I never feel good when I wake up early. But I also hate naps, and the way you feel after you take one...I always feel groggy the rest of the day and can never really totally get back to where I was before said nap....but man I do love sleep. When I was little, my dream was to go to Disney world and be the little mermaid or Snow White.....This has only changed slightly since "growing up".....Now I want to be Sleeping Beauty..and just left the fuck alone for my 100 years or whatever.......damn, i'm getting nasty in my older years.....


What do I taste at the grocery store?
Ok, this was pretty fun. Of course I went to Kroger hungry, because I thought maybe I wouldn't "taste" anything if I weren't. This led to gross overbuying...but as I walked up and down the aisle, I had trouble tasting what I was seeing...I think I was trying too hard....that is until I got to the cereal. Man, Golden Crisp is the shit... I could taste that as I threw 2 boxes in my cart. Damn you Sugar Bear!... and all your unhealthy goodness...besides the cereal the only other thing I could really taste was the box of french bread pizza I bought. And it wasn't long before that became a reality, I ate it as soon as I walked in the door. :)

....wow check this out....Someone loves Sugar Bear almost as much as I do!
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Monday, May 14, 2007

The Egg!

Assignment 1: The Egg

I decided to send my egg across the pond on an international sight-seeing journey. He did pretty well, came back in one piece, suprisingly. The egg kept a blog of his travels, including pictures from his trip. It can be found here:

http://theeggtravelslightly.blogspot.com/

Cheerio!

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