A Slip to Remember

Its Pronounced moe-ME not moe-MA

Shannon Ho Photography

The MOMI was very informational and interesting. I experienced a stop action animation photo booth which was pretty cool. There were so many images just to make a few seconds of film! The progression and size of cameras through the years was impressive. There have been so many improvements and conveniences made on production cameras.

While on the tour, my group experienced quite a few exhibits in relation to sound. We got to go into a sound proof room and learn how production teams did voice overs for movies. I was not aware of how much time and energy went into sound management before a movie can be released into the public.

The best part of the museum, for me, was the Silence of the Lambs pieces. The pre-sketches to certain shots were eerie yet exciting. It was so cool to see how much energy went into designing sets down to the littlest details like wallpaper. The mini set designs showed how much planning goes into a movie. That is one thing that I have loved about film making or most creative processes, technology has allowed for so many conveniences but through time and all the advancements having to pre-plan with sketches, ideas, scribbles, etc has remained consistently necessary.

Dun Dun

Jaws Scene

        The editing in the beach/Get Out Of the Water scene from Jaws made a significant difference in building up the suspense for the moment. The establishing shots are necessary to show that everyone is having a good time at the beach. A medium shot of Martin reveals the stress on his face in fear of another shark attack. The shots of the kids screaming and splashing in the water with shots back to Martin continue to reveal his worry about the situation. Cue the famous Jaws music. The jaws music when he is about to attack installs fear and anxiety in the viewer and implies that he is going to strike. The famous shot of Martin as it zooms into his face and the background appears to be zooming out implies a realization that “oh no” this is happening again. Quick cuts between the kids still in the blood stained water and the frantic parents trying to pull them out of the water as quickly as possible. There is a lot of screaming and splashing causing chaos, panic, and anxiety. After all the kids are out there is an eerie calmness as Mrs. Kintner realizes her son has been killed as she is frantically looking back and forth, saying his name The close up zoom of her face implies to the viewer that she has become aware of what happened. The only sounds now are the waves as the lonely, shredded, yellow, bloody raft is pushed to the shore. Yellow is important because it is loud and extremely visible. Ending this scene with the lonely raft and just ocean waves sound is a good transition into all the craziness that is about to come.

My interview with Bana.

And I Would Walk 1.7 Miles (Blog #2)

The walk from Grand Central to 25^th street and 1^st Avenue is approximately 1.7 miles. It is 1.7 miles of concrete and architecture. Its late morning, so Grand Central is calm the commuters have settled in their offices. The wheels of suitcases rolling on the ground and train announcements are the most apparent noises. I exit on to Lexington Avenue to begin my trek. The sounds of taxi cabs and horns hits me like a wave. The sound is traffic and it is thick. I start my walk, choosing to walk down 3^rd Avenue for the majority of the walk. Cars rushing by me trying to pass one another, a not quite a Nascar race but just as competitive. There is construction, the drills digging into the ground and the slamming of metal clog my ears for a few blocks. The loud bang of wood being slammed against concrete echoes, not only through 31^st street but my head as well. I turn down 30^th and it is an eerie quiet like invisible walls had been built on either side to block out sound. I hear cars in a distance like they might be a mile away instead of only being one block. I make a right down 2^nd Avenue to walk through Kips Bay Court.  The race continues but it is not as loud, I can hear the conversations around me. I can hear the woman on the phone talking about meetings and the mother discipline her child for walking to close to the curb. The everyday conversation taken for granted in the noisy city. As I begin to get closer to my building, I stop and listen. The FDR zooming with cars, it’s the Daytona 500 of highways. The construction echoing through the city, happening on almost every street and the conversations that seem so loud but they are silenced compared to the craziness of Murray Hill and Kips Bay. I walk into my building and I already miss the noise. The walls keeping the quiet in and the construction, of the new building across the street, out. It is 1.7 miles of loud bangs, speeding cars, and construction. It is the most beautiful chaos I have ever heard.

Define A Space

You Must Take The Stairs from Jessica Carbone on Vimeo.

Artist Statement

A fresh tube of paint, an unused pencil, a blank canvas, and a sketchbook not yet tattered are the simple ecstasies of my life. Art and the creative process have grown with me for a very long time. I enjoy working patiently and attentively to create work that I can truly feel proud of. My whole self goes into every painting or drawing that I complete so I would say there is always deep emotion being portrayed within each creation. The human body has always been an attractive and an artistically stimulating object when I grab a paintbrush. When I discovered my grandmother’s ability to create incredible oil paintings, I knew painting was something that I would carry with me for a long time.

Painting and drawing have definitely delayed my transition into the 21^st century of digital art. Creating with a paintbrush and a pencil means so much more to me then moving a computer mouse. I have experimented with photography which not only led me to learn the proper workings of a camera but to dabble within Photoshop and Illustrator as well. This went against my beliefs on what I felt art really was but it is incredible what can be done on a computer screen and behind a camera.

Being able to bring my artwork and creativity to life with movement is a goal that I hope to accomplish. I would like to trust the digital age more without losing this “old school” style that I have grown with and become attached too. Finding that happy medium while not losing my artistic personality, that will be the moment when I will truly appreciate this new age of art and design.