Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Keeping it Clean at Sarah Moore Greene: Digital Movie



I started using movie maker while creating my digital movie. I like using it, but I elected to change to imovie since the entire class was using it. However, I was really excited that movie maker was available on my PC, and I plan on using it much more. It is as user friendly as iMovie, and has pretty much all the same features. I am sure there is not a transfer from movie maker to imovie, but I did not get that far.

Today in class I uploaded my pictures, added transitions, and started to add text. I agree with the majority that adding text is frustrating. Imovie seems to have a lot of cliches and at one point I had to close the program and restart to use a feature. However, over all I do like the program and I like uploading the music and watching the clips follow along. I feel that if using this program I would use actual video instead of still frames, but for purposes of this class, it makes a nice presentation. I will definitely use this program or movie maker to make a presentation of works with my students. It is a great way of documenting!

Once I am done, i will post the movie both here and at my website. I am excited to show off my volunteer project in a more professional manner. I have a hard time bragging about my achievements, so this makes it a little easier and fun to watch. I give this assignment 3 Stars.

Also Here are the lyrics to my Imovie music, I wanted to blog a bit about my selection of music. Elvis Perkins, the singer/song writer of "While You Were Sleeping", is the son of a well known actor Anthony Perkins (father) and well known photographer Berry Berenson(mother). His father died of Aids in 1992 and his mother died in the 911 incident in 2001.

This song is about not letting moments pass by.The song references his mother's death. The album "Ash Wednesday" is a chronological sequence of songs written before (tracks 1-6) and after (tracks 7-11) the events of 9/11 including his mother's death. I feel that it fits the story because dealing with time is sacred. Each passing moment means a lifetime. It is easy to take for granted each breath that we take. I feel these children at title-one schools look forward to after school programs and teachers who praise their creativity. It is a beautiful song.

While You Were Sleeping

while you were sleeping
the babies grew
the stars shined and the shadows moved
time flew, the phone rang
there was a silence when the kitchen sang
its songs competed like kids for space
we stared for hours in our maker's face
they gave us picks
said go mine the sun
and go gold and come back when you're done

while you were sleeping
you tossed, you turned
you rolled your eyes as the world burned
the heavens fell, the earth quaked
i thought you must be, but you weren't awake
no, you were sleeping
you ignored the sun
you grew your power garden
for your little ones
and you found brides for them on christmas eve
they hung young cain from the adam trees
and danced

while you were sleeping
i tossed and i turned
til i closed my eyes
but the future burned
through the planet turned a hair gray
as i relived the day

while you were sleeping
the money died
machines were harmless and the earth sighed
through the wind you slept sound
and gravity caught my love around
the ocean rose, sang about decay
while witches flew
and the mermaids stayed
full of dreams, you overslept
and keeping with quiet, through the walls i crept
i walked on tiptoe, sent darkness swirling over all the kitchen in the early morning
i'll never catch up to you
who sleeps so sound
my arms are useless
my heart beats too loud to go to sleep
my mind's too proud to bow out

while you were sleeping
the time changed
all your things were rearranged
your vampire mirrors face to face
they saw forever out into space
and found you dreaming in black and white
while it rained in all the colors of the night
i watched the tvs
memories
championships
vanished to sea
could it be, my honey between you and me
so i waited for the riddled sky
to be solved again by sunrise
and i've made a death suit for life
for my father's ill widowed wife
did you have that strangest dream before you woke
cos in your gown you had the butterfly stroke
did it escape you like some half told joke?
when you reached for your plume of smoke
it'll haunt you, my honey bee
anyone who is anyone has that same dream
were you falling
were you flying
and were you calling out
or were you dying
thank god you're up now
let's stay that way
else there'll be no mornings
and no more days
cos when we're dreaming
our babies grow
the sun shines
and the shadows flow
time flies
the phone rings
there is a silence
and everybody tries to sing

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