Tumult and turmoil. The crowd stands in a circle around her, staring, someone hails the police. The woman with the knife in her hand is still lying in the street. Slowly she comes to.
Patrick Süskind, Perfume
Showing posts with label assignments. Show all posts
Showing posts with label assignments. Show all posts
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
11/5 Choose your own text day!
Respond to the text of your choice, and of course, post the text along with your video.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
11/4 Text
When you are uploading your videos, please remember to put your first name in the box called: Labels for this post. Also, look at your previous posts and make sure I attributed them correctly - if not, edit the post and put the right name in the label box. Thanks!
In my dream my father came back, dressed in the clothes we’d buried him in, carrying a jar of blood in one hand, his suit pockets lined with black seeds.
Li-Young Lee, The Winged Seed
Monday, November 3, 2008
11/3 Daily Video Text
Would you please edit each of your previous entries, (and in all future posts), by putting your first name in the "label" box - thank you!
I felt as if we were all half here and half somewhere else, deprived of our native languages, stumbling over an ugly ancient tongue.
Linda Grant, When I Lived in Modern Times
I felt as if we were all half here and half somewhere else, deprived of our native languages, stumbling over an ugly ancient tongue.
Linda Grant, When I Lived in Modern Times
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Daily Video 10/30
In spite of the fact that we were so very intimately connected, it took all of thirty years for us to speak with more than superficial politeness.
Peter Carey, My Life as a Fake
Peter Carey, My Life as a Fake
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Daily Video 10/29
I am a lantern ----
My head a moon
Of Japanese paper, my gold beaten skin
Infinitely delicate and infinitely expensive.
(Sylvia Plath, from Fever 103 degrees)
My head a moon
Of Japanese paper, my gold beaten skin
Infinitely delicate and infinitely expensive.
(Sylvia Plath, from Fever 103 degrees)
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Daily Video 2
Hello Everyone – it's really exciting to see your pieces! (and for those of you who haven't posted yet, the first couple of days are for ironing technical issues; we will get it figured out). Also, I will be posting my comments to your work more expediently, in the near future.
Here is today's text:
Here is today's text:
With a slow and rhythmical movement
it led him first this way,
then that,
towards a state of happiness that was noble,
unintelligible, and yet
precise.
Marcel Proust, Swann's Way: Remembrance of Things Past
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Daily Post 1
Please respond to this text with a very short video, (no more than 20 secs), with or without sound, and post it to this blog:
2:00AM, I wake to rain, apartments dark where other travelers sleep.
(Li-Young Lee, The Winged Seed)
2:00AM, I wake to rain, apartments dark where other travelers sleep.
(Li-Young Lee, The Winged Seed)
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