Homework has begun, good thing it's fun

G. started school this week and already she has two assignments due next week in her film history class. They don't mess around with 10th graders and homework assignments!

The film history class kicked off with a study of silent films this week. One of G.'s assignments due next week offered a choice - write a paper about silent films or make your own. I actually think the instructor meant for the students to script how they would make their own film, the elements they'd use, etc. But G., being a movie making enthusiast, decided to take the assignment the extra step and make her own silent film. There was not even a moment's consideration to write a paper. G. is all about the visual art of communication.

She came up with a plot for her movie, solicited her sister to co-star and asked me to take the video footage. Once the video was shot (with much hilarity about exaggerated hand gestures) she then edited it in the style of a silent movie. This included abrupt transitions and adding effects to change the footage to black & white with an "old film" low-quality feel to make it as authentic with 2011 technology as she could (using free movie editing software and a cheap digital camera). She then tracked down some old silent film music to match up to the "action" in her story.

For those who follow my blog you will likely recognize some of the 'characters' have grown. The pigs are far from little anymore and neither are the lambs. The chickens haven't changed much though.



Disclaimer: I would like to note that no animal was harmed during the recording of this film. The only one in any distress was the camera person (me). I was bitten by one of the pigs while filming in their pen. No blood was drawn and no footage was taken of the incident so it was otherwise not noteworthy... except this is my blog and I can lament (again) that I am the furthest thing from an any-kind-of-animal whisperer there is. I am the source of pity and amusement at my house. It's a good thing I retain my sense of humor about being the receiver of "love-bites" ... well, after I whine a bit about it.