Monday, 18 April 2011
My rough theatre is probably my living room in my parent’s house. So Brook talks about rough theatre as being something that allows the strongest relationship between people and by no means must it be luxury. A cinema is luxury – there are big, comfy chairs with a huge screen and surround sound. A theatre is even grander, with velvet curtains, rows upon rows of sweeping seats, chandeliers, and a stage at the front which the whole room is centred around. A basketball court is luxury – the shiny wooden floor, the scoreboard in the middle, the team’s colours decorating the room and the spectator chairs which look down upon the players.
All these types of theatres are beautiful and are made for being a great place for an event. However, I don’t go home very often, and when I do, there’s nothing better than gathering the family around the television to watch a TV programme, not even necessarily a film. It may not be grand, and the TV may not be the size of a cinema screen, but it most definitely helps us to develop a stronger relationship between us. The relaxed environment allows conversation to flow when it might not otherwise at a public place and it is not as restrictive. People are allowed to talk without being told to be quiet and you don’t have to stay for the duration of the programme/film if you don’t want to. Being within your home environment with the people you have known longer than anyone else is surely a great place for a rough theatre and the most comfortable.
The other night when the tornadoes hit North Carolina, I was a little bit scared because the UK does not experience any kind of extreme weather. Ever. The worst we get is snow, which can get pretty bad but it’s not scary or generally life threatening! So, luckily the tornado passed by Wilmington. However, the lightning the storm brought with it fascinated me – if we get lightning at home, there will be a couple of flashes and it’s over. This lightning was continuous, all night, so my friends and I decided to drive down to the beach. We walked to the very end of the pier and looked out into the ocean at the sky before us. It was one of those moments in life where you feel so grateful to be in that place at that time and it really brought about the vivid relationship which Brook talks about. The sky was like the stage in a theatre as it lit up the sky, sometimes there would be bolts, other times just flashes, but it was constant. I’ve never seen anything like it. That was a pretty cool abstract rough theatre for me.
Monday, 11 April 2011
I listened to the third movement, from the beginning. It started out kind of sinister in a single tone and over the first few minutes that tone became louder and more intense. The pitch seemed to go up as well. There was definitely something eerie about it and it reminded me of something which could be used to build up suspense in a horror movie, before it mellowed out again. The first few minutes consists of this same sound and after a while it begins to become irritating, although it is barely there and technically should be easily ignored. I guess because I wasn’t doing anything other than listening to it, you can’t help but notice. I’m not sure what instrument is actually being played – I’m not that knowledgeable in the world of music, but it began to remind me of a church. Not really of Sunday church, but more like a wedding ceremony. It’s strange, it felt that the music was going from being happy one minute, to sad the next, to creepy the next. The level and pitch are factors in this I guess.
I feel like it is quite an intense piece of music, so when it becomes quieter, it is almost a relief in a way. Also, I am not used to listening to something of this length either which is probably a factor in my judgement. To be honest, I’m starting to feel as though I want to turn it off. It feels never ending! It’s sort of uneventful in a way. I mean, after about 15 minutes I was expecting it to break out into something new and bring in some more instruments and diversity, but it stayed very similar throughout the whole hour. After I listened to an hour, I skipped to random sections of the rest of the movement to see what it sounded like, and it seemed rather similar. I know it sounds like I’m writing this piece of music off, but I feel like I don’t know enough about music to really appreciate it for what it is! It isn’t helping that the construction workers outside my building have started drilling which is extremely loud and is making my room vibrate! Anyway, what I will say is towards the end of the hour I was beginning to feel pretty relaxed which I suppose is a result of the constant flow of sound, which became kind of soothing after a while.
Monday, 4 April 2011
The Molotov Man reading seemed to remind me of our assignment which requires us to collect recycled footage. The idea of getting in copyright issues is a very scary thought and one which is similar to something that worries me when writing papers. Here and at home, we are always dealing with recycled work and plagiarism is very much banned in essay writing and is given severe punishments. At home, we hand in our papers online through a program called Turnitin. Once you have submitted your paper, the program scans your paper for any copied work, using thousands of books, scholarly articles and websites as reference. Once it has finished, it will give you a percentage of how much is ‘plagiarised’ although usually it will just be the bibliography or the odd sentence. However, it is a very useful tool because if you do have a problem, you can remove the plagiarised section and re-submit. It was interesting to read Sue Meisela’s perspective of her piece of art and her view of plagiarism. I agree with her in that it seems significant to work hard to put art into context in order to allow less manipulation to the work. Nowadays, particularly with YouTube, many pieces of art are copied or made into a parody and it must be questioned where the line can be drawn. For example, Rebecca Black, the singer of ‘Friday’, whose music video went viral on YouTube has now had lots of parodies made and people have taken apart her video and manipulated it. Should that really be allowed? (I have included one of the parody videos below which is pretty funny if you've seen the original!)
Sunday, 27 March 2011
My first thought when I heard we had class on a SATURDAY was “nooooooooooo”. Anyway, luckily I was pleasantly surprised by the day and it turned out to be a lot of fun. We firstly helped out Gabby’s group which, whose idea was simple yet brilliant as it ran so smoothly. Incorporating the bee was a great idea, and at the end of their film the bee ended up chasing me so I’m sure I am going to look hilarious trying to bat it away and look scared... Acting is not my forte, but all the same, it was fun to be in front of the camera for a change!
On the way back from their shoot, our group gathered up some gorgeous petals that had dropped to the ground to include in our shoot which was based around a picnic. We took some inspiration from Andy Goldsworthy through the use of a set up of pine cones and petals around the picnic. We were ahead of time at this point which meant we had plenty of time to set up and organise ourselves. I felt we worked very well as a team together and had a lot of fun rehearsing eating our picnic! We got a few interesting looks from passers-by, and whilst we were rehearsing, three of my roommates happened to walk by... I think they are even more baffled by my Film degree than they were before, but I also think they are a little bit jealous! Whilst we were filming SOMEONE managed to somehow throw Emma’s phone in the river, which provided some extra entertainment for us all! I think she has now put it in some rice in an attempt to salvage it...
Obviously the footage in is black and white, which doesn’t show just how vibrant the set up was – a red and white checked picnic cloth, pink flower petals, red flowers, different coloured tea cups and saucers, a neon green parasol and so on. We took a few colour photos on Emma’s digital camera because it did look really cool.
Drying the film was hilarious. We did a few laps inside Kenan, before going outside to run around the courtyard whilst Barrett filmed us with the remaining film on the regular eight camera. It was a great idea to get some behind the scenes footage to remember the day by – if I had to do this activity every Saturday I would be happy, it really was so fun! I was also extremely hungover (my bad) so I’m glad we had this on as it made me forget to feel sorry for myself quite as much as I would have otherwise! Great, great day and luckily our footage came out! From the first viewing everything looked pretty good. J