Friday, November 7, 2014
Museum of Moving Image =)
A stroll through The Museum of Moving Image
brought us back in time to the roots of film and media. First timers might not peg the inside to be what it is just from
looking at the outside of it. During a tour at the museum
we were re-introduced to some history with nineteenth century optical
toys (from which we learned about during our lecture) such as the thaumatrope. Even though we learned about the background of these toys in class, it
was still fascinating to see them in action. Interacting in different exhibitions
made the experience even better, the way the tour guide incorporated the
students into the tour. For instance, testing our knowledge on Foley artists
and guessing what objects they used in the movie Titanic. An elephant and a
coke can were used for a part of the boat falling into the water. What? I’ll
never watch that scene the same way again. Also redubbing a school of rock
movie scene using ADR was a good time.
It’s pretty interesting to also see the
primitive cameras. It left me thinking how nuts it is that we started all the
way back from these heavy bulky cameras and now we have the opposite and most
recent HD cameras like the GoPro. Quite a difference of devices I’d say.
But that goes for most devices and technologies used to today from back then.
Cameras wouldn’t be anywhere as near as advanced as they are today without
their history, and this place does a good job presenting that. Overall this museum
had a perfect balance of art and fun. If you love movies,
history or technology, this is the place for you!
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
SOUND-WALK
During my sound walk I walked from the F train
at 63rd street to Hunter College. On my
way I hear the squeaking of the train as it pulls away - I hear the footsteps
behind me more than I hear my own. As I continue to listen to the footsteps it has
the sound of a lot of tapping, fast tapping. This rushed noise gives me the
sense that I’m in the city where everyone is always on the go.
The escalator has a hiss sound as I go up with
more footsteps that sound like people are wearing tap shoes. The rough rumble
of the underground train as it leaves the station. As I hear a cracking noise
coming from the escalator, it doesn’t come off as too comforting, but then it
returns to its normal hissing sound. People are talking but there's too much
conversation to catch on to what their saying just sounds like gibberish-(more
hissing from the elevator), then clicking sounds as people exit the subway.
Outside sounds start coming in and I can now hear the sound of the wind, almost
a howl but not quite. People continue to walk fast, this time the noise is
louder as their feet stomp on the puddles left from the rain, sounds as if
paint is splattering or something. It just sounded like someone stepped on an
egg shell, but it was just a littered wrapper on the street. The cars, they
take up the most noise, especially in the city. The sound of the screechy
breaks the sound of their engines, the slush sound the tires make when passing
through puddles.
The
next sound beneath the noise of the cars and buses is the rain hitting my
jacket, a light dripping noise. All of these different sound come together to help me create
a sense of place. I doubt I would here all of this commotion back where I’m
from on eastern Long island. It's pretty interesting to pay attention to
sounds that you don't normally listen for on a daily basis. It left me more aware
and more attentive to the things around me.
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