Showing posts with label assignments. Show all posts
Showing posts with label assignments. Show all posts

Thursday, November 6, 2008

11/6 Text

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

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


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

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)

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:
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)