“We had an idea. Got to a place. Ask 50 people the same question. Film their responses.”
If you could wake up anywhere, where would it be?
By the end of the day, what would you wish to happen?
n: vb: the spice of imagination
“We had an idea. Got to a place. Ask 50 people the same question. Film their responses.”
If you could wake up anywhere, where would it be?
By the end of the day, what would you wish to happen?
Music + (Video/Sample) x Mash-up = Sexy
“What you are about to see is a mix of unrelated YouTube videos/clips
edited together to make ThruYou. In other words, what you see is what you hear.
Check out the credits for each video – you might find yourself…”
I’ve actually been trying to post this for days, but the site’s been down. Hit by too many people, Kutiman’s bandwidth went bork. Now that it’s back, set aside twenty minutes, turn up your volume, turn off your power saving screen settings, and expect to have your socks knocked off.
Bonus: Sexual Healing excerpt.
Dynamo is the 3D animated short that just won the Imagina’s Schools and Universities prize. Benjamin Mousquet and Fabrice le Nezet, the creators, answer questions about their atypical crossroads of clever nonsense and unexpected meaning at ITS ART Magazine<, a digital art magazine available in English and French.
ITS ART Magazine< is a wonderful resource. I highly recommend taking the time required to explore their small video library. It’s slavishly devoted to high end, quality computer animated shorts. It can be a little hit and miss, as such things generally are, but the percentage of good is notable. Beware, however, as it’s not all fluffy sea sheep, adorable and bunny sweet, many of them accurately capture qualities of nightmare and display them as skillfully as fetishistic vivisection.
March of the Namelss, for example, the second video posted here, is an extraordinary look at the dark fatuity of war. Jean Constantial and Nicolas Laverdure exquisitely blend elegance and the threat of death into something powerfully bewitching. I watched it twice, unwilling to miss even a moment of War in a scarlet suit, thin as a cat’s collarbone, skipping through the calamity.