Extra Credit Context Free, 2008, Emmy Natalicchio

December 6, 2008 at 11:08 pm (Uncategorized)

Using Context free art and manipulating it to create our own new free forms.

Syracuse University Time Arts, Mark Edward Grimm Fall 2008

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Final Project (proposal + documentation), 2008, Emmy Natalicchio

December 6, 2008 at 11:05 pm (Uncategorized)

Emelia Natalicchio
Time Arts
December 1, 2008
Mark Edward Grimm
Audio Video Remix

My project will be a series of studies of individuals moving how they chose, recorded video of those movements and using a software to transform the video. I will also be adding remixed audio to the video to create a music video type effect.

I propose a time-based project that will incorporate video, audio, and visual effects that will be artistic and attention capturing. I will research how to properly convert the video into the visual effect I desire. The software I will be using to alter the video will be Adobe After Effects in Creative Suite 3 . When uploading specific video clips into the software I will isolate the clip of choice and begin adding in effects.
To change the appearance and color of the video clip I will need to open up the color keying option, select the eye dropper, select the green screen background color, and then key out the background while keeping the human figure still visible. Then I will add another solid layer of any color I chose and make certain it is behind the video clip layer. This will let the color shine through the keyed out sections of the video clip. Finally I will adjust the contrast levels of the video clip, turning the video entirely one color.
When I am done with the specific clip, I will export it to a QuickTime Movie format, and then upload it to my iMovie software. After I have transformed and completed all the video clips, and successfully uploaded them to iMovie, I will begin organizing the clips in specific sequences so that the effect is the most attention grabbing. After the order of the clips has been decided I will insert two hundredths of a second images in-between the clips that will appeal to the viewers senses. These images will be barely visible while the movie is playing, but your brain will register the image.
Lastly I will add a remixed track of audio to the video. The audio must cooperate with the video or the finished product will not make sense. After many hours of working to find the correct audio that best interprets the video I will have a final product. The only thing left to add is a title and ending credits.
After completing the project I will export it at Expert Settings and upload it to my You Tube and Word Press accounts. Then sit back and enjoy the enhanced audio video.

Works Cited

Macman13. February 7, 2007. How To Make An iPod Ad. Retrieved December 1, 2008. From You Tube: Broadcast Yourself. Web site: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=
iKDuLvcur6g
December 3, 2008. Adobe After Effects. Retrieved Decemeber 5, 2008. From Wikipedia: the free encyclopedia. Web site: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adobe_After_Effects

Syracuse University Time Arts, Mark Edward Grimm Fall 2008

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Animation Video, 2008, Emmy Natalicchio

December 6, 2008 at 11:04 pm (Uncategorized)

Introduction to animation using photoshop. I decided to make a semi-music video inspired flick. It has the lyrics of “Angels on the Moon” by thriving ivory seemingly telling a story.

Syracuse University Time Arts, Mark Edward Grimm Fall 2008

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Guts and Gore Video, 2008, Emmy Natalicchio

December 6, 2008 at 10:59 pm (Uncategorized)

Best video so far. Extremely easy to fill and i just played with the effects. Beat boxing for sound effects and some library sounds. Favorite project yet, so much fun!

Syracuse University Time Arts, Mark Edward Grimm Fall 2008

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Narrative Video, 2008, Emmy Natalicchio

December 6, 2008 at 10:54 pm (Uncategorized)

We wrote about something that happened to us in the past, got pretty emotional. This is basically about an X boyfriend, yeah ha i know. It was really a play on the visual side, you see perfection when its really completely the opposite. We see what we want to see, when we should be listening to our head.

Emelia Natalicchio
Time Arts
Mr. Grimm
October 6, 2008

Non-Linear Narrative Voice-Over and Image Disassociation

I am sitting in the hallway studying for the last few minutes I have before I must perform my Italian oral exam. The pressure is getting to me. A lack of sleep, a fever of one hundred and two are just a few things adding to the overwhelming aspect of college. But it’s manageable I think to myself. I can do this with a pace.
My ring tone starts to play startling me out of my stress. I pull it out of my jacket pocket and look at the screen. It is a Texas area code but I do not recognize the number. I answer the phone.
“Hello?”
“Hey, this is BLANK. I just thought I’d call, it’s been awhile and I thought we should catch up?”
The second my brain registers the name, as soon as my ears recognize the voice, the stress in my blood ignites like a fire.
“Um… I have to take an Italian exam right now so I’ll have to call you back.”
“Oh, sure whenever you can. I just wanted to catch up.”
I shut off the phone. Then suddenly a startlingly fact hits me square in my thoughts; it has been exactly one year since I broke up with him. Questions from a very panicked past self start to scream through my thoughts. Why the hell is he calling me? How the hell did he remember my number? Who in the hell does he think he is! Since when is it ok to contact me after all the things he put me through? I can’t do this. I can’t go through this all over again! Paranoia creeps up on me and sends me into shock. The voice in my head says in a terrified whisper, “What if he is here? What if he knows where you are?”
All the ailments of my stress peak and cause me to feel out of control. The memories flash back in front of my eyes.
“Next student.”
I snap back to reality. The test! Shit! I stand shakily and walk to my professor’s desk sit down in the chair besides it and wait until she addresses me. I try to just focus on my test, on the goal to get this stress out of the way, let it be released. But paranoia is persistent and keeps whispering panicked thoughts in my head. My professor must see my emotions slapped across my face, because her own displays confusion and worry.
“Are you alright Emmy? You look extremely shaken”
“I just got a random phone call, from someone who shouldn’t be calling me, and it really tipped me off my game.”
I am choking back tears now; the terror is really seizing me. My professor seems to understand because she tells me that it’s ok if I need a minute, she will let someone else go before me. I quietly accept and race out of the room. When I can breathe in the hallway again reality whips back into focus. The new stronger, better me pipes up in my head. “What the hell is wrong with you, he’s an idiot, he isn’t here, he has no clue where you are, and even if he did WHAT CAN HE POSSIBLY DO? It’s over. If he even dared to try to make up for all the lost time now by showing up you would kick his pathetic ass. Grow up, let the past go, and go take your test!” I go back in to my professor’s office and take the exam. I come out feeling way more in control and less stressful. I pick up my phone and dial the number. He answers.
“Hey, what’s up, how are you?”
“Look BLANK, I haven’t heard from you in about a year besides the harassment phone calls in the middle of the night and the vandalism to my car. I don’t give a damn why you are calling ok. I have nothing to say to you. I decide whether or not I want to let you back in my life and honestly that wouldn’t be good for either of us. So unless you called to finally apologize for being the biggest asshole on the planet and destroying to years of my life I want nothing to do with you. Please respect that you are in my past, I have let you go. I have moved on and I am not looking back. It’s over, and I don’t owe you anything. I’ll never forgive you for what you did and you will never affect my life again. If you call back after I hang up I’ll call the police and judging by what I’ve heard about your recent arrest I’m sure they will find you quickly. Get help. This is Goodbye for good.”
I hang up. My phone rings again a minute later. I feel anger bubbling up in me then I see the caller ID and see it’s the one person who makes everything better. I answer the phone. “Hey Bryce.”

Syracuse University Time Arts, Mark Edward Grimm Fall 2008

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Sensory Overload Video, 2008, Emmy Natalicchio

December 6, 2008 at 10:52 pm (Uncategorized)

Take every bit of video and make a crazy mixed up movie. It really is exactly what it’s called, i felt so sick watching it!

Syracuse University Time Arts, Mark Edward Grimm Fall 2008

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Anberlin “Alexithymia”

August 25, 2008 at 7:20 pm (Uncategorized)

Don’t try to wake me up
Even if the sun really does come out tomorrow
Don’t believe anything you say
Anymore, in the morn, in the morning
Bricks to this old house are breaking
Steel would have weathered but now forlorning
It’s alarming how loud the silence screams
No warn, no warn, no warning
Addictions fill the table where the family used to sit
And conversate
Conversate to the sounds
To the sounds of a record player
With it’s jumping needle and the lights that grow dim over time

With downcast eyes
There’s more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There’s more to living than being alive

Are you where you thought you’d be
So beautiful and only twenty-three
Opposition rests in the hearts
With no, with no, with no opportunity
It’s not that we don’t talk
It’s just no one really listens and honesty fades
Like a politician lost in the course
All smiles and no one remembers our names

With downcast eyes
There’s more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There’s more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There’s more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There’s more to living than being alive

Don’t try to wake me up
Even if the sun really does come out tomorrow
Don’t believe anything I say
Anymore, in the morn, in the morning

With downcast eyes
There’s more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There’s more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There’s more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There’s more to living than being alive

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