<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:41:21.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zinfandel and you</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114683276676131527</id><published>2006-05-05T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T05:39:26.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my final paper</title><content type='html'>5/5/06 &lt;br /&gt;Multimedia Video&lt;br /&gt;Sama Alshaibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AD&amp;D and what you didn't know...&lt;br /&gt;A Comparison of my final film and those we saw in class.&lt;br /&gt;By : Megan Baldwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When I started my project I had a very clear thought: " I would like to create a piece that is as moving as Arna's Children, because my subject matter is crucially important to me and it is a very serious problem that I wish to film while keeping the film as light hearted as Fahrenheit &lt;br /&gt;9 / 11".  As I began work on it however, I just kept struggling through my subject matter.  I felt lost, because I did not know how it was that I could make my video move anyone. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; It was about this time that I decided that if I were to be successful with my endeavors, then I would have to take entirely new approach to it.  While I was constructing my film I attempted to specifically avoid using techniques that I saw in the films in class.  Each of those films had their own style and finesse that made each of them effective in communicating their message and I knew I would need to find my own style if I were to be successful as well. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Using what I had learned in class I began the long process of capturing footage.  I was able to requisition the aid of several friends and relatives, which was greatly beneficial to my project.  Through carefully planned filming sessions, I filmed a good portion of my film without the aid of major editing.  I was almost a third through my film when I had my review of my rough cut. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Needless to say, I was quite distraught when I received comments on my film such as "the woman in the film who has such a major role has a voice which is harsh and choppy.  I found it difficult to listen too and get the message you are attempting to portray." and " this film would be better as a comedy rather than a serious documentary which you attempted to make" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; In hindsight, the review was actually one of the most helpful I do believe I have ever had. The comments began me thinking of new ways to look at the situation that I was working with the footage I had on tape.  After much debate over the topic of weather to continue with my current project, or to change its focus and attempt to make it more punchy.  It was actually frank who suggested that first I try a more comedic approach. Because of that, I have completely reworked the film to include more humor to the film and to allow of some ironic placement of cut scenes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The finished product of my semester long journey through the independent film scene is a film that is a strong blend of a very serious subject, the radical Christian groups and other organizations who despise AD&amp;D and believe it to be the work of demonic forces from other worldly sources; and the quite peaceful and serene views of a laid back community who only take up arms when they need to defend what they believe is a strong, fun, educational way of living. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Although I tried quite hard to avoid reusing aspects from the film in class, I did end up falling back on the concept of one of the films.  In the film From Temples to Low Riders I did enjoy the ending format with the typed lettering for credits and it was that which I used to display a shocking fact toward the center of my film. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I enjoyed quite emmensly this process, it was in a way, therapeutic.  It is a way through which i was able to share with the rest of the world, a problem that is troubling to me and seems to be getting progressively worse.  It was once as mild as a few people campaigning to restrict the availability of Advanced Dungeons and Dragons; but it has evolved to the point where groups of these D&amp;D hating Radicals have gone to the extent to gather thousands of copies of books that are no longer in print, buying them from collectors, just to burn them is pyres of what they see as cleansing fire.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Acts like that are what caused me to make this film and I plan to make at least one more.  I believe that the less people who turn a blind eye to this, the better off the Gaming community, and the public in general will be.  To incinerate knowledge, just because you don't agree with it, is wrong.  It was these things I wished to portray in this film, however, with lack of footage and Christian radicals for my filming, I was unable to portray that as I wished too so that will have to wait until part two.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; While trying to conceptualize my films layout, I was reminded of the highly dramatic and effective usage of a split screen in the film that we saw by ousama.  He used graphic contrast to compare his subject matter in a very effective way.  For my next film I may resort to using a similar tactic for parts, but for this initial film, I wanted it to remain light hearted and less emotional so such a drastic contrast was not a feasible choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; From what this class has taught me, I have gained a knowledge of one of the more interesting forms of self expression and I feel that I have become inspired.  Weather you are attempting to display the violence of a country and its people trying to survive from under it, or weather you are on a personal crusade to stop destructive crusaders against what is a deeply enriching form of entertainment, film has become one of the best ways to actually show your audience what it is in this giant world that is troubling you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114683276676131527?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114683276676131527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114683276676131527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114683276676131527'/><link 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paitance ) i was able to relly get into it. one thing i know ill need work on is sound editing stuff ill try to play the music un stead of importing not sure how to even do that but ill have to lurn for my final still things are looking up i feel like i might beable to do this now.....hmmm if only i could get the rest of my life figured out .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114323091073156018?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114323091073156018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114323091073156018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114323091073156018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114323091073156018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-finished-something.html' title='i finished something'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114321123352409794</id><published>2006-03-24T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T07:11:13.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>review 004</title><content type='html'>just found these notes on a set of films we watched 2 weeks ago and had forgotten to do the wrightups sp here gose ill see what i can remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubbard street: this film was slighty diturbing to me both in content and in that why it was filmed the frist part is pretty boring and reminds me of stock grahpics that you see on a media player for music. it then moves into a sensual and yet kinda sick bondage type film that is semi jaring when it is broken up with a loud beep and a white light. a real turn off for watching the film  i think a better transition could have been placed there. one good thing issome of the drimatic lighting use but the sound just through it all off and i surpose some people could say it was surpose to do that but i feel it was a bad choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feild Day: simple and ammuseing reminds me of monty pythone moviesbut i can see where a little gose along way and porbly about half as much would have been as effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ID est: did not like this a all the whole time i was thinking what is this a combination of modern dance and soft core pron (badly done).....ok what up with the dishes this flim is compleatly confuesing i have know idea what is going on or what the message is .th imagery could have been better but the music didnt seem to fit it was to over powering i dont think opra was the best choice no wait i take that back the pics where pretty bad too. i not sure why this person decided to do this is there a background stor im missing or something. my final comment for this pice is " WTF, these people have problems".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coptue something something didnt catch the title sorry: its quite unique film but i wish i knew what was being siad it kinda distracts me not knowing the information case then im trying to guess and not pay as much attenchion as i should. the videowas very trippy and thought the style ofthe differant sceans fit together the contant is the oppisit kinds of imagery such as the wolfman and the flowers. it has an over all erri or hunted effect which get perpelled by the music that was used makes for a good halloween sounds tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reem's film: this is one of those films id have to see serveral times to get everything. the chair shoes remind me of  6 inch high heeled shoes some women wear they try to do everything but its realy hard its like she is handicaped but then agian if you were serperated from the earh and nature i belive we as a race become handicapped. the rate at which it was filmed is a little off like its speed up in  places which makes the subhect seem to move slower. i love who not meny people seem to notice her and those that do tend to stare or just glance up for a second my favorite is the girl on the cell phone who was walking behind but had to slowdown so got annoyed and walked around reminded me of impatiant driver on the highway. it had a funny ending  you think theres goingto be some profound change or epiphony but no it just starts over whit new chairs. its funny but at the same time when thought about deeper its kinda sad that this person seems to be stuck like this dilgiently trudgeing on trying to make the best till they die and are burried which will probly be when they can finally reconect  with the earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114321123352409794?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114321123352409794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114321123352409794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114321123352409794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114321123352409794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/03/review-004.html' title='review 004'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114321014196801214</id><published>2006-03-24T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T06:22:21.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>working on it</title><content type='html'>ok still trying to get it together this spring break is going to be everything but a spring break i think ill probly be in the lab as much aspossible, today i hope i can get the camera sence i didnt get all week due to no being able to find people at the righttimes and then leaveing thinking the other wasnt going to come and then checking the phone and getting messages to late ......but anyway i want to shoot stuff all day today  if possible i got my actors to free up there day and it would be nice to be able to do the outdoor sceanes when theres still daylight cause my lights dont work all but 2 bulbs have blown this past week and i dont have meny candles and i cant afford new ones which sucks but i guess it might save on the electic bill this month maybe well be able to pay last months now drrrr why does everything have to cost so much $600 dallor appartment 50 in electicity 35 in geroiceries every week and then other expenses and all trying to be payed with about 130 a week . and our credit isnt good enough to tak out loans not that that would be a good idea sence we cant pay back the bills we got now....... but im getting way off topic..... anyway this vaction i should get all my fotage shot and im going to try and do it in order as much as possible to make it eaisier to edit cause if i can shot it right i wont have to waste as much time editing right well that my theroy anyway hope it works out see everyone in class!&lt;div 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it'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114303804897272529</id><published>2006-03-22T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T06:34:08.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>review 003</title><content type='html'>usama's film was a focus on contrast be it the simle&lt;br /&gt;contrast of black and white to color or the shocking&lt;br /&gt;contrast in imagery and contant as with the prisoners&lt;br /&gt;exicution and the birthday party. for most the film i&lt;br /&gt;found myself speechless and in shock myself. the dule&lt;br /&gt;video is very effective for making ontrast and the&lt;br /&gt;noise overlapped and scratchy makes it confuessing but&lt;br /&gt;i surposse that is the point to show that for these&lt;br /&gt;people involved the situation can be confuessing&lt;br /&gt;because of all the lies you get told . sre it may seem&lt;br /&gt;like a party with dancing girls but what happenends&lt;br /&gt;when the party is over and how is everyone connected&lt;br /&gt;could one of those dancing girld be the sister of a&lt;br /&gt;sholdier that you and your buddy's just beat to death&lt;br /&gt;cause you were told they where bad when all that guy&lt;br /&gt;was trying to do was make a better life for his family&lt;br /&gt;so his sister wouldnt have to dance for the people&lt;br /&gt;oppressing them....its an evil cycle. but i digress&lt;br /&gt;the point i belive is that even though you are told&lt;br /&gt;one thing your not getting the whole truth and life&lt;br /&gt;for some poeple might as well be a hollywood film with&lt;br /&gt;palm tree lined roads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114303804897272529?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114303804897272529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114303804897272529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114303804897272529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114303804897272529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/03/review-003.html' title='review 003'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114303785871906424</id><published>2006-03-22T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T06:32:39.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>review 002</title><content type='html'>joe fabrook films the frist tyranny of the&lt;br /&gt;missing son, for this i have only one coment because i&lt;br /&gt;dont understand i guess my belifes are to far from&lt;br /&gt;this on to get it: " it is only such if you want it to&lt;br /&gt;be so and only you can open your own eyes and change&lt;br /&gt;it to be what you want, there is always a choice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     for Simulacra it was a very intersestin concept&lt;br /&gt;something that ould be simular to stuff im more&lt;br /&gt;fimlure with but the graphic qualit is low and realy&lt;br /&gt;turns me off of the film the jumble of images and&lt;br /&gt;sounds often made it unclear what was going on. i did&lt;br /&gt;love the travel around the world section and would&lt;br /&gt;love to see something based off of that i think it was&lt;br /&gt;a lot of potential to realy  say something and get&lt;br /&gt;alot of peoples attenchion, but maybe i just like&lt;br /&gt;adventure and seeing the world in a new way to much&lt;br /&gt;for my own good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114303785871906424?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114303785871906424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114303785871906424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114303785871906424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114303785871906424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/03/review-002.html' title='review 002'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114260986354192112</id><published>2006-03-17T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T07:37:43.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>ok i understand the you have to save the file to your hard drive as you make the time line so its all together but how do i save the stuff there to begin with so i can start working with it? okay i dont think that made any sence  *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114260986354192112?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114260986354192112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114260986354192112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114260986354192112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114260986354192112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/03/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114260876260287802</id><published>2006-03-17T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T07:19:22.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rant #2</title><content type='html'>omg any one else serverly hate mac/ apple comps i cant fingure out how to do anything on this stupid computer drrr why cant we do this class in the dell lab......and i never can concentrait in class to work its like so unconfertable and there to meny people not that i dont love you all but ya all make me parinoid. its like i messed up at the begining and i still cant seem to get this right maybe im not ment to do this kind of stuff cause i keep trying but then i keep messing up. and i know it takes time to lurn how to do stuff when its something new but i think my brain is being stuborn or something cause it keeps for getting the littlest thing like one day i forgot my head phones and i for got to check for firewire on my hard drive when i got it even though i had told the people getting it for me it had to be compatible or that fact that i didnt know the differance between mini disk and vhs. ok thanks for lid]stening if anyone else just have to get alot out in this class i love it but at the same time i hate it cause the program is like the bane of my exsistance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114260876260287802?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114260876260287802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114260876260287802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114260876260287802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114260876260287802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/03/rant-2_114260876260287802.html' title='rant #2'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114255369800074101</id><published>2006-03-16T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T16:01:38.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its hard to work</title><content type='html'>well still no news on the hard drive but ive been filming some and hoprfully if i can keep it all on one tape it wont be to bad for my partner though not good for when i finally get to logg and capture. this soooo sucks i got everything planed but ive had to cancle on my readers  because of technical difficulties hopefully class tomorrow will have good news though its been so long sence the demo i probly forgot how to do half the stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114255369800074101?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114201014635643544</id><published>2006-03-10T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T09:02:30.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theams</title><content type='html'>well it turns out i did see this one it just didnt get wrighten as i watced and i forgot i had notes . oups&lt;br /&gt;     this film had a key factor is it and that was time from the large dissplay of a digital clock to the celebrations of hoildays and new years from around the world. Even the use of candle emphsaizes time as they burn or on a larger scale as life and death. i believe the couple had an enjoyable time shoting this film in all the differant countries they captured a real sence of irony that occures and put them right in frount of the viewer to deal with,this is a new and bold take from what ive scean but its also playfull with undertones of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;     i found the conent of the film amusing and quite the eye opener to our own silly ambition that will probly never happen, this can be used on both a personal level and the more obvious world wide level, and those that have happened are fairly insignifiacant to what we are "surposed" to have in our morden world. for me it was a little shocking to see how history and religion is used as a modern ploy to sell junk to people,i guess until now i never really noticed how bad it had gotten and now all i do is see it everywhere. so the film has had an impacted on me. one part i was not surprised by was the sections on sterotyping that so eny bussnesses are guilty of surporting and the funny part is the average person belives them. my favorite part is the ironic sceane of the live bait vending machine sitting next to the soda vending machine with the person at the live bait one. the lines i can draw from that one scean alone boggle my mind. "is that what we are now 'live bait' to big companies and do we have anyone to blame but ourselves for buying into it all?" those are questions i have gotten frome the film and though i belive the makers belive that this is true i think they made this film to show others so that maybe someday it wont be true.&lt;br /&gt;      lighting in this film was handled quite well the blinking lights candles sun light and shadows are all blanced and fit well to the content though its not partiuarally dramatic as a whole film the individual sceans hold the eye and at times have a theatrical feel to them. some that stood out were near the end with the fake spinx and the sunnydays looking over the land and the colud's shadows pass accross the valley. most ofthe film though out side tended to be on nice days the fact that there is so much sun shine realy helps that feeling of everything being fake cause i know when ever i try and go somewhere or do something its never that nice out for ever day though you could also argue that these are professionals and could have just waited for the sunny days to be more convieant.&lt;br /&gt;     sound being important through the couratual music (at least i think it was, couse now i could be sterotyping) was kept simple and suddel i enjoyed the narritive aspects they were dead on but the wrighten words seemed to have the biggest impact as they would sometimes quote important things and people or just plain state the irony like the salsa hat and the words "made in chaina" i found this very effective and would like to use it in my own work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114201014635643544?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114201014635643544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114201014635643544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114201014635643544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114201014635643544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/03/theams.html' title='Theams'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114200362840915500</id><published>2006-03-10T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T07:13:48.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when it rains it poors</title><content type='html'>my life update for the weeek please ignore i just need to get some stuf out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so life have been the opitimie of hell ive love my best friend/lover its long story and now this new girl he likes for some reason thinks its fun to send me tells and rub stuff in mey noise and make rude  hurt ful comments as well as threats.&lt;br /&gt;finanically i cant make rent i cant afford electricity much longer and no hot water . im leaving off of about 15 dallors for weeks expenses at the rate me and frank are going we might not make it we fight everyday the house is a mess cause we both have just stoped careing i cant sleep im constantly stressed. the only thing i got going for me is a steady friend but he cant help much cause he lives in canada but at least i know what i want for my project and i can work on that today and maybe get that 800 word review done by tonight . god i cant even relaxs for 10 mins  i get maybe 2 hours a sleep each night and im crying myself to sleep every night i havent eating anthing sence yester day and im constantly feling ill my head hurts and i havent had a shower in days which i know it not good i dont even know  what im doing  where im going anymore im soo lost even art has become a hassle now i used to love art it was all i did now im having to force myself to do the projects in my drawing class which by the way i still think the teacher hates me from last semester. i miss my sisters i havent seen them in 3 months and until this year i would always see them every day i miss my mom i only she her once a week when she drops off my 2 bags geroices and themn leaves cause she needs to get home before hers gose bad. i ramdomly start crying for know reason at all the littlest things can set me off now. i now im not psycotic or depressed or polar so its not like that its just too much all at once and all of it bad. i dont know what to do to graduate is there some one im surpose to tell or something....... i dont get it and my teacher im surposse to beable to talk to dosent know anything ive tried talking to him  like 10 times but nothing. on top of it all my cat has decided that clawing people is the best way to get there attenchien so now i got scratches all over my hands and feet  i really hope they dont leave scars.on top of all this im haveing problems telling my friend something its a secrect and i dont know how hell react but im pretty sure hes agienst it and i dont want to lose hm to but i hate lying to him keeping this secrect from him. did you know i havent been anywhere but my appartment and class for 5 months i think ive forgotten what the sun looks like. and now for the closing statement:   Ever have a Nightmare that wasn't a Nightmare becuase it was nicer then your Real Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114200362840915500?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114200362840915500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114200362840915500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114200362840915500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114200362840915500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/03/when-it-rains-it-poors.html' title='when it rains it poors'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114140652786235017</id><published>2006-03-03T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T09:22:07.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>todd's film review</title><content type='html'>this on was a tughy to review though it had a clear message im not sure i would have gotten it if i wasnt give a background story . one scean that did work to give me that message was the twitching hand on the floor that was preety clear im not sure i got he whole spoon thing but esstectically it had ver nice layering of pictures and though the transitions that were jumpy it worked with the drug induced feel. the part the made the film very clear would be the dedication at the end it added a touch of sadness the for me equaled a lose of some sort.&lt;div 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review'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114140620647054783</id><published>2006-03-03T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T09:16:46.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>simone review</title><content type='html'>this was probly one of my favorite films ive seen. though im not sure i agree with all of the things in it i can understand the meaning and empathize. i totaly love the interposed filmed pictures with the wrighten text on top . and i think the effect helped to make you feel like you are reading the same book i also love the naritive and the use of photograph to show what has happenend in both Simones life and the narrators life it makes it easy to see the comparisions between to two. i accually want to go read the book now. another part of the film i enjoyed was the music it had just the right amount and the choices were exceptionally good to fit with the feminist movement and the difficulties there is in being a women. the film makers did a good job on making sure the music did not over power a sceane but blended well. being an artist i enjoyed the one sceane with the flower and hand painting being drawn out it had good movement and conected the opening sceane with the film more. this film though quite serius also gave a sence of playfulness too. i think that realy help to make the film enjoyable to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114140620647054783?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114140620647054783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114140620647054783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114140620647054783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114140620647054783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/03/simone-review.html' title='simone review'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114140549955322424</id><published>2006-03-03T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T09:04:59.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>from temples to low riders review</title><content type='html'>the films frist impression on my is shock and a disturbed sence of realaity. the combinations of the over layering of sound and the motions of the pictures realy captures this its wasnt till the last 3rd of the film i felt comfertable and relaxed enough to hear part of the message and the was that only the earth lives forever. i found the film interaging over all and i think its one that needs to be watched a few imes to understand every thing that going on even though theres only one subject in the film the colors and shape light and dark contrasts give you a lot to take in. i did enjoy the ending format with the typed lettering for credits it might be something id like to try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114140549955322424?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114140549955322424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114140549955322424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114140549955322424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114140549955322424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/03/from-temples-to-low-riders-review.html' title='from temples to low riders review'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114020139582752152</id><published>2006-02-17T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T10:36:35.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>well im expanding my internet ness</title><content type='html'>i have now created a myspace account  this is so i can try to keep my stuff for class seperate from my friends stuff ut if you want to look at it you can at &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=53534697&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114020139582752152?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114020139582752152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114020139582752152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114020139582752152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114020139582752152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-im-expanding-my-internet-ness.html' title='well im expanding my internet ness'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114019774459184747</id><published>2006-02-17T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T09:35:44.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>arna's children review</title><content type='html'>a very strang film its images were compelling but i found myself a bit disinterseted in the message the film was trying to get at and more concentraiting on the side sories about a boys house being blow up and another ones getting destroyed because of it. and the whole message of war and what arna is trying to do to help the people seem to get lost for me for a good portion of the film and only picks up around the part where a news crew is interviewing some of the students.as the film progresses i find my self feeling ill a feeling that dose not vanish till the visit to ashraf family and even then an empty hole is there im afried though i have not been desencitized to war and killing i have been left to expect some sort of happy ending even in a small degree but this film is not a holly wood production and no happy ended appears to be in sight. and there wasnt one. that was sad very sad and very disturbing id say the best best words  to decribe it would  'an upseting graphic truth" but those words do not do it justice the people in the flim seem to belive in something that isnt there i guess and that blind faith if the oppisite from my belife so its hard for me to understand they live like the only path they have is the one they are on but i dont not belive this is so i belive that there is always another path andif you can not see one make one because that is the only way to achieve  a smile on your face when you die and i do not belive that he boys in the film died like that i belive that they probly had regreats, and that makes me sad for them.&lt;div 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review'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114019151951175391</id><published>2006-02-17T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T07:51:59.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>history and memory review</title><content type='html'>the film started late at 10:10 because of computer mishaps , the wrighting at the begining was a good intro idea but a little hard to read compferatbly. i had never seen any real fotage from peral harbor or and hollywood films i guess the event never seemed that important to me. its intreseting to see what had realy happenend from someones view that had to experiance it  and more so what it did to her family, its possitively amasing to see the stupidity and crulity of the american cilivization. we just keep repaeting ourselves its very simaler to what we did to native americans and also around the world to african people long ago and to people of germany during the holicost though not as servare. still it was wron but though i relize this i know it will happen agian in fact  somewhere in the world it probly already is. the quaility of the falim was easy to watch and all the little clips eemed like to mch but they flowed together well and compansated for it. being a buff on japanese histoy i found the film topic intreging even though it wasnt so much japenese history but american / japenese american history. i noticed that not much music was used  but there was a bit in the car ride of some tridition japenese music being played on the radio not sure what i think of all that but  i feel more could have been done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114019151951175391?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114019151951175391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114019151951175391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114019151951175391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114019151951175391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/02/history-and-memory-review.html' title='history and memory review'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114018904981070302</id><published>2006-02-17T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T07:10:49.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok for my long take</title><content type='html'>i had so meny ideas it was hard to pick one i put it off for 5 days before picking something but i decided to go with a clip of what life is like at my house after dark i think my concept was good but frank was nervous and cut it a little short for what i had wanted but i found the truth and irony to compleatly encompass all that gose on the film starts with frank talking  to an advisory member about a serious issue weve been have in our guild lately and how we could try and curibe it to stop  this is accutaly a conversation that happens almost every other day the crama is focused in the key borad watching him type but just when things start to get going in a plossibly direction he says he has to go and something improtant just came up which is when i pan up to soo what hes doing on the computer which is playing a computer game watch a naked girl in the game dance  i hope if theres ever some time i do get to show it even though its only about 4 mins long . which seem to take long but wasnt quite what i had invissioned maybe ill try agian and see if i can get a longer take this week if i can get people to be coorupitive but wow i had never know it was so trying  to be a director i had to explan like 8 times what my vision was to frank. the good part was the fact that stephanie the advisory member had no real clue we were filming so her reaction to him cuting it short was real though we had to explane it after cause she didnt like being interuped but it was all good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114018904981070302?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114018904981070302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114018904981070302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114018904981070302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114018904981070302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok-for-my-long-take.html' title='ok for my long take'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-114018794996020663</id><published>2006-02-17T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T06:52:29.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok i havent gotten to wright much  sorry</title><content type='html'>so things in my life have been like a whirl wind and ive found it hard to keep up with this blog which really sucks cause i accually like useing it so hopefully ill be all set  from now on . im sorry i missed clas last time but my feiance for valintine / our 6 year anniversery decidde to plan this wonderful trip to boston and have it be a surprise so i didnt even know what was going on when he woke me up friday at 6 am to catch a gray hound bus telling me that his brother had gotten into a car accident and was in the hospital (note : i plan on killing them both for there conspricie) but any way so while at boston we stayed at a lovly hotel just around the courner from the cheesecake factory and if you've never been to the cheesecake factory boy have you been missing out  ;)  we did alot of shoping, and saw the musem which was an all day trip i ever got to do a few sketches while i was there  though the gift shop was way over priced and i just got a few post cards of some of my fave pieces from the japanese collection .  all and allit was a great time though we both caught colds on our way back which mine still refuses to go away. our trip lased friday saterday sunday checking out late monday and on our way home we stop in to visit my sister whom i hadnt seem in 3 months and it quickly became an over night trip. but it was good to see her esplicailly sence she didnt come to christmas this year cause they went to her husbands family instead so we got a chance to catch up which i had brought my camera for that it would have been some good footage . so we finished our trip got home around 5 pm on tuesday and slept wakeing up agian at 3 pm wednesday so frank could go to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-114018794996020663?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/114018794996020663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=114018794996020663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114018794996020663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/114018794996020663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok-i-havent-gotten-to-wright-much.html' title='ok i havent gotten to wright much  sorry'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113830387377157034</id><published>2006-01-26T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:31:13.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the real me a project from las semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2068/1673/1600/megan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2068/1673/400/megan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113830387377157034?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/113830387377157034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=113830387377157034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113830387377157034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113830387377157034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/01/real-me-project-from-las-semester.html' title='the real me a project from las semester'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113830253148715957</id><published>2006-01-26T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:08:51.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>review 001 part  B.</title><content type='html'>for the film "Dogirl" though it was from a dream, a sort of real life truth about it hit me and that was the fact the people are critsized for being differant and it takes a real kind person to see past this. which most of cilvization has a hard time doing. but the people that do let go of the sterrotypes and slander, will often find that those that have been picked on there whole life can be some of the nicest folks out there. this film for me toke quite a bit of time to think about as i was watching it. it seemed more like a horror trippy flim but after  some careful consideration i belive it to be a story of trust and lurning to love that which is differant. though i still dont fully understand the part that was in color it seem like a dream with in a dream. i think it could have been a bit clearer for that part. i do belive it was important to keep in the film. things i like best about this filmakers style are who he uses draks and light to realy capture mood in a scean, i also like the way he tells a story and how it makes me think about it for a while and i dont get it right off sometimes not for a few days. his films also have a trippy drug induced like atmosphere at some point im not sure if this is just because if the specific films we watched or if he dose it in all his films, perhaps that way of filming just appleals to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113830253148715957?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/113830253148715957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=113830253148715957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113830253148715957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113830253148715957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/01/review-001-part-b.html' title='review 001 part  B.'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113806078549855598</id><published>2006-01-23T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T15:59:45.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not sure if i can do this</title><content type='html'>ok so i go home after class and tell my mom the price for stuff and it dosnt look good ill try and work it out to stay in the class but hey when your not sure when you get to eat next or if your lights will stay on this week it could be hard man i hate school when it dose this stuff to me. i think i need a secretary all this stuff is to hard to figure out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113806078549855598?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113777258764355792</id><published>2006-01-20T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T07:57:47.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>review 001</title><content type='html'>film one by Usama&lt;br /&gt;this was very pleasing in the form of line and shape and effective to hold the viewer interset. ifound the movement both tranfixing and sickening as its constant spining made me quite ill and i had to take my eyes off the film, but i kept want to keep looking  at it. the most effect part for me was the way the end credits were handeld. i like the idea of the films music and picture continueing through the credits. the patturns of the shape that were well chosen matched the music exceptionaly well. i could feel the beat as well as see it.&lt;br /&gt;for me the flim didnt have much of a message becaus the symbols and shapes are not fimilure and i do not have a connection but im sure for those that do know they would probly et more out of it. one part about the movement of the paturns  i did enjoy is the fact that paturns seemed to be danceing.&lt;br /&gt;i as so felt that the flimmaker liks to play with  contrasts the white lines on a black back ground that twisting and turning, in and ut of negitive and possitve imagry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113777258764355792?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/113777258764355792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=113777258764355792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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its ok ill just try my best and hope it works lol any way ive decided to continue to use this blog as my class jounal/review . So please note that all previouse blog entries do not matter in he contexted of this class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113777038665285132?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/113777038665285132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=113777038665285132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113777038665285132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113777038665285132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2006/01/samas-class-take-two.html' title='SAMA&apos;S CLASS TAKE TWO'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113355471981551261</id><published>2005-12-02T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T12:18:39.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where you can see what to do</title><content type='html'>here is the web site for mine and my boyfriends guild in world of warcraft .....my characters name is Nanaka&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; http://www.tempestblades.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113355471981551261?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113355447282127423</id><published>2005-12-02T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T12:14:32.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite pastime</title><content type='html'>http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113355447282127423?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/113355447282127423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=113355447282127423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113355447282127423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113355447282127423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-favorite-pastime.html' title='my favorite pastime'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113355236650190693</id><published>2005-12-02T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T11:39:26.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to class stuff</title><content type='html'>hehe sorry about that last post it realy didnt have anything to do with class just life i guess . so im doing okay on my final but its still slow going i seem to work alot better at home on my laptop for these big projects and i always find im missing a file i wanted to have to work. which sucks cause then i cant finish a piece and i have to wait till i get home, but i guess slow and steady wins the race!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113355236650190693?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/113355236650190693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=113355236650190693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113355236650190693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113355236650190693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2005/12/back-to-class-stuff.html' title='back to class stuff'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113355213038724004</id><published>2005-12-02T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T11:35:30.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>anyone ever have there own boyfriend stand them up for a date  man today sucks. i mean weve been going out for 5 and ahalf years are surposed to be getting married next october and he dosnt even pick me up for a lunch date. what dose this mean , how can you just forget somthing like that, he ate lunch so you'd think he would have remembered right? maybe im just expecting to much out of this relationship that surpossed to last till i die but i know i would have picked up himif the roles we're reversed  so i dont know.    man im hungery .......note to self try and eat something atleast once every two days now of this skiping a day between snacks .......i bet jon would have remembered me maybe i should be dateing him......or right you guys dont know about jon well hes a real nice guy i meet playing WoW and he lives in penn. which i know is far away but we seem to have connected realy well and he cant even go a day with out calling me which i know is insane right sence weve never met but he even wants to take some of his vacation time to come visit me and frank so that would be realy cool .......... pluse i sent him a pic and he didnt even care that i was well not exactly pencil thin lol which is soooo cool ive only ever met 2 other guys that didnt care about that stuff one is frank and the other is one of my best guy friends joe but im getting off topic.........sooo is love what i got or is it a dulusion i think i have and im reay missing out ? ho knows i guess i can only fallow the path ive been given for now  but man id sure like some kind of sign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113355213038724004?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/113355213038724004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=113355213038724004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113355213038724004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113355213038724004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2005/12/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113355130832397872</id><published>2005-12-02T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T11:21:48.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>printing</title><content type='html'>so we lurned how to use the high quailty printer today and boy was it cool. i think ill eighter be just fine with it or mess it up compleatly as in most electornic items tend to get along with me or hate me. we'll just have to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113353384137198616</id><published>2005-12-02T06:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T06:30:41.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>places i plan to put my art on</title><content type='html'>i have just made a deviate account and hope to have it going soon . i think this will be a good way to get my art out into the world. i will have the address up in another day or so once i get my stuff uploaded every one should check it out  maybe your get one too lol .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113353384137198616?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113234559527259506</id><published>2005-11-18T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T12:26:35.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>ever meet someone you trusted compleatly and then had them turn on you and stomp you in to the ground and compleatly shatter your dreams and hopes of doing something with you life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;                  ya  life a real laugh at times like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   hahahaha ......oh never mind to depressed to continue to forced a smile :.(   *cry*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113234559527259506?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113234532262774209</id><published>2005-11-18T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T12:22:02.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>trouble continued</title><content type='html'>not to mention my car with the disk holding the frist half of the project is curiantly in the shop   :P&lt;br /&gt;       why do cars have to break with today technogology they should be able to make an eviromantly sound car with a life span of more then 4 years ......&lt;br /&gt;        okay come on whos with me?  i know im not the only one fed up with the automobile indistry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113234532262774209?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113232029350712902</id><published>2005-11-18T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T05:24:53.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay  i give up</title><content type='html'>well i got my report done i guess ill just have to pray that the mid term is due after break, im realy sorry Sama please forgive me!&lt;br /&gt;     iknow its not professional but ill have it done as soon as possible . im still trying to figure everything out its realy hard sence my partner droped class not that im blaming her, i just dont feel like i can ask anyone for help now. cause ill be taking up there time. &lt;br /&gt;     and i realy get confeussed easily  with this program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some words of wisdom would be nice if anyone is reading this.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113232029350712902?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/113232029350712902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=113232029350712902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113232029350712902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113232029350712902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay-i-give-up.html' title='okay  i give up'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113112193185899039</id><published>2005-11-04T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T08:32:11.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>todays presentation continued</title><content type='html'>After a long break 10:25 - 10:45 where he checked our work we continued with a video of his aan sama's work . i liked it much better, though im not sure i understood everything that was going on in the 'Forest for the Trees', i did appreacheate the flow and perspective it had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Q uestion: what do you think we are trying to do ?&lt;br /&gt;       My Answer : open peoples minds to the world around them using your unique backgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the disscussion continued to include mordern music videos and why they havent devloped much further then when they originally came out. good point i never noticed that before but we are getting ripped off visually in this department, just thinking of the possiblites is quit mind blow, that nobody is trying to be more interseting.&lt;br /&gt;   on to clubingand the lack of verity , its all gimicks now. &lt;br /&gt;   life in maine is very differant from night life in the city dose this effect us differantly, most deffinatly.&lt;br /&gt;   what is it about maine?????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113112193185899039?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/113112193185899039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=113112193185899039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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and started a presentation on graffitti. i will admit that this form of art dosnt realy intersets me much but the guy did seem interseting atleast.&lt;br /&gt;       wow im not getting the whole hiphop thing at all but i guess im biais cause i hate all forms of rap music why do they sware so much theres no need for that kind of lanuge .... dose anyone else get it?&lt;br /&gt;        the video: well the musicgave me a head ack but a few images were okay. but dose anyone ever think about what happens to the little who has to pay for it.  such as did you know that some companies dock a truckers pay if there trailer is damaged by graffitti. What about the spraypaint fumes going into the air i relize car fumes are far worse but the paint cant help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         point made : why do the artist tag building why cant they do somthing nice insted of a random word thats barly readable&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         counterpoint made :  not everyone is in the same class, art vs crimnals, soicity just has these problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought maybe if the graffitti "artists" would work on their problems insted of makeing them for other people soicity wouldnt have these so called problems.&lt;br /&gt;          At least they seem to have a kind of bond about the "work" and with others that do the same thing  and that triat is quite admerible as not meny people do. &lt;br /&gt;okay i think he just slamed the general art world.... and the attenchion span of the genreal public in under 15 seconds. i always includ myself and all my friends in the genreal public soo OUCH that hurt.&lt;div 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presentation'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113111289132983139</id><published>2005-11-04T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T06:01:31.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite web site ever</title><content type='html'>to see one of my altimite loves in life go to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.animemsicvideos.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and get a free account then let the fun begin :) LOL :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113111289132983139?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113111221146429570</id><published>2005-11-04T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T05:50:11.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>classes for the spring</title><content type='html'>this is my last year at collage as such i am surrpose to do an inturnship but im am havint trouble finding one. the stress from this has caused a servire dent in my normal work ethics i find myself for the frist tim in my life almost failing a class. i cant belive that i accually got a C+ on a test for me thats unheard of !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as to why im posting this here well........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANY BODY KNOW OF ANY LOCAL PLACES LOOKING FOR AN INTURN IN THE ART FEILD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ty for anyone reading this and thinking of me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113111221146429570?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/113111221146429570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=113111221146429570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113111221146429570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113111221146429570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2005/11/classes-for-spring.html' title='classes for the spring'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113053405926262307</id><published>2005-10-28T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T14:14:19.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midterm ideas</title><content type='html'>subject matter- earth and water&lt;br /&gt;        triptic exploring the ways earth and water flow together metaphorically and factually using my own photographs and scaned images also connecting this to my boyfriend and i and our relationship, as he is an earth sign and i am a water sign. &lt;br /&gt;     an exploration of love???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113053405926262307?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/113053405926262307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=113053405926262307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113053405926262307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113053405926262307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2005/10/midterm-ideas.html' title='Midterm ideas'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113052362123975378</id><published>2005-10-28T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T11:20:21.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>class</title><content type='html'>today was a great day i bacame inspired by the artist liulia . i find her work fasinating and will probly order my own set of tarot cards . Why do i like her?    well the details and new twists she brings into the triditional tarot are eyecatching and unique, in color, form, and style. i plan to investigate her work further and possibly become a member ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113052362123975378?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/113052362123975378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=113052362123975378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113052362123975378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113052362123975378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2005/10/class.html' title='class'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113011347160330773</id><published>2005-10-23T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T17:24:31.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wrecked Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2068/1673/1600/Daisy%201949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2068/1673/320/Daisy%201949.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would like everyone to meet my Great Grandmothers dog, Daisy. this picture was taken in 1949 and i believe (except for the folds) it has stood the test of time well. i hope that i can restore this picture to its original quality and present my grandmother with a copy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113011347160330773?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/113011347160330773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=113011347160330773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113011347160330773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113011347160330773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2005/10/wrecked-picture_23.html' title='The Wrecked Picture'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-113011274777255718</id><published>2005-10-23T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T17:12:27.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrecked picture</title><content type='html'>ok so i have been searching for a week or more now through all of my familys photo albums looking for a damaged picture. well, there was a slight problem with this assignment, my family doesnt ever keep damaged photos. i decided to check through some of my grandmothers photo albums after checking all of my moms and i did finally find the one and only damaged picture in the lot.&lt;br /&gt;i will post the picture after this entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-113011274777255718?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/113011274777255718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=113011274777255718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113011274777255718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/113011274777255718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2005/10/wrecked-picture.html' title='Wrecked picture'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-112868834902717989</id><published>2005-10-07T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T05:32:29.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My project update</title><content type='html'>Well I have collected all of the parts of my project and have assembled two of three pieces already. I think it is going rather well. I will post the final projects when I get them done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-112868834902717989?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/112868834902717989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=112868834902717989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/112868834902717989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/112868834902717989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-project-update.html' title='My project update'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-112827520730336642</id><published>2005-10-02T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T10:46:47.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2068/1673/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2068/1673/320/3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-112827520730336642?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/112827520730336642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=112827520730336642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/112827520730336642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/112827520730336642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2005/10/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17372294.post-112827328792017362</id><published>2005-10-02T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T10:14:47.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE A BLOG!! I AM COOL!</title><content type='html'>w00t! i have no idea what i am doing but my teacher said i had to make one so i did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17372294-112827328792017362?l=zinfandellove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/feeds/112827328792017362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17372294&amp;postID=112827328792017362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/112827328792017362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17372294/posts/default/112827328792017362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zinfandellove.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-have-blog-i-am-cool.html' title='I HAVE A BLOG!! I AM COOL!'/><author><name>Zinfandel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028866851934235251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
