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Tazmanian Whirlwinds

Saturday, July 14th, 2012

For one of this weeks Daily Creates the assingment (http://tdc.ds106.us/tdc185/) was to draw a tornado. Drawing has never been one of my talents; I am 22 and still draw stick figures. However, whever I think of tornadoes, I think of the Taz the Tazmanian Devil. So before doing this assingment I watched a few episodes of Looney Tunes and googles Taz and then I began the drawing process, which consisted of drawing about 10000000 ovals to get the right shape. I think I did Taz proud.

Humans, Humans Anywhere?

Saturday, July 14th, 2012

Another daily create that was assingned this week was (http://tdc.ds106.us/tdc186/) to take a picture of an outdoor scene with nothing that is of humans in sight. To do this assingment I went out of my aunts back door, took a few steps and was suddenly surrounded by forest, at which point I took the picture. Seeing as though I am not a big fan of nature (although I have gone green) I did this assignemnt at hyperspeed. Nature and I have never been on the same page, either it’s a nice day and allergies kick my butt or its super hot/cold and allergies still kick my butt it’s a catch 22, which is funny because if my daughter could live outside, she would!

Past self

Tuesday, July 10th, 2012

Here’s my sound:

My Grammy’s Ring

Monday, July 9th, 2012

One of this week’s Daily Create’s (http://tdc.ds106.us/) couldn’t have come at a more perfect time. The assingment was to make a video, telling everyone about your favorite piece of jewlery and to tell everyone how it became yours. I decided to tell the story about how I recieved my grandmother’s wedding band and why it means so much to me. A few weeks ago my dad gave me my grandma’s wedding band, which is not out of the ordniary for familys to do, but in this situation it meant a lot. My dad who raised me is not my biological dad, although you would never ever hear him utter those words because he never saw me as a ”step kid”, and out of all the other girls that are on that side of the family, I was the one to receive the ring. Not because he felt obligated, but because I am the oldest daughter of the oldest male and nothing less.

 

Letter Home; Week 7

Monday, July 9th, 2012

People around me were sleeping, so I tried to be quiet. Hope you can understand.

My Life. Told Through Song. Listen Carefully

Tuesday, July 3rd, 2012

How it was created…
1. I collected some of my favorite songs that spoke the words I NEVER could say.
2. I edited the parts of the songs I wanted and simply placed them in the selected boxes.
3. I then uploaded the pictures where my facial expressions or body language reinforced the words of the song.
4. I put those images into the images box
5. I edited the music so that it the pictures and lyrics matched and my video was created.
6. Uploaded it to Youtube and embedded the code onto my blogging site.

Before I had told you all that I love music. Sometimes instead of me telling someone exactly how I feel, I’d just tell them to listen to a song. I am a very open person, but if I feel as if someone does not understanding me, I become discouraged. Music is my outlet. Listen to the songs and pay attention to the pictures, it tells you A LOT about me.

Here’s the track list(in order) and the YouTube link , if you hear a song that you like and you want to listen..
Cry – Tynisha Keli

Lightweight – Demi Lovato

The One Before – K’La

Girls Like You – Miguel

Party – Beyonce’

Love on Top – Beyonce’

For more. Click here —>>[Story with no dialogue]<<–

Checking In Week 5

Monday, July 2nd, 2012

I used the Sound Cloud app on my phone to record this it works really well. Im just starting to get used to hearing my own voice on a recording but still a bit odd I have to admit.

Letter Home: Week…. I’ve lost track

Tuesday, June 26th, 2012

Dear Family,

I know you were expecting an audio letter this week, but I don’t feel comfortable talking.  They’re listening.  They’re all listening, and I’m afraid something will happen if they hear what I have to say.  The camp counselors have Lost.  Their.  Minds.  I’m not sure it’s just the counselors either.  There’s some real House of Leaves s**t going on around here.  There are whispers of tainted sloppy joes, aliens posing as Canadians, cats and dogs living together.

If you don’t hear from me again, please contact the authorities.

Sincerely,

Me

P.S.  I have a bad rash.

P.S.S.  I want to come home.

Help

Monday, June 25th, 2012

I’m having a problem getting the hang of WordPress. I’ve downloaded plugins and things still don’t seem to be working right. For example with my audio, when I try to play it back nothing happens. I was okay before with the pictures.. But the audio, just wont cooperate.

Weekly Letter #5

Monday, June 25th, 2012

Doing an audio weekly letter is a bit different. Hearing myself talk is super different, I had no idea that, that is how I sound… because that is definitely not how it sounds in my head! Oh well here is goes…….Week #5 Letter Home