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Here's a little project I did to experiment with still frame images from my Canon 7D. 


The thing can shoot at 8fps which means I can composite great shots like the two pictured here to the right. I wanted to see if I could put them into a timeline and export as video. Found out it was pretty easy. I added some photos I took at the local Draper Days fireworks show where I got tired of the "here's my summer" photos and started opening the shutter for a few seconds at a time and waving the camera around to get a more abstract image.  Anyway when I made them  a video file, they danced around really nicely and I got the idea to lay them over the rest of the video like burnt scratches in film stock. So I did and then I thought, hey why not use some of the shots I've got at 60fps? So I played around with speed ramping those with "optical flow" in Motion. Then I thought I'd add some titles so I did that too and liked it. If you don't like it, leave a comment for everybody to read. Thanks and have a happy day... or night as the case may be.

7th of July Celebrations Continue Weeks Afterward!

Everybody knows the joy of wearing a Kool-aide smile and blowing stuff up. Here's my brother Aaron blowing up stuff with his home made canon. It doesn't get any better than this, and yes, those are rabbits in the background.

I think we can all learn a valuable lesson here.

1. that you should always have reliable combustables around.

If matches won't do, try piles of gasoline soaked rags.

A hair dryer can usually be employed to get a flame out of something like that... Or simply fill the tub with water, slosh some gasoline over the top, plug in the hair dryer, toaster, or clock radio and toss it into the tub.

Make sure the home electonic has been turned on before doing this as experience has shown that doing so after can result in hand and arm damage including loss of life.

Then you can simlply roll up a newspaper or towel and transport the flame via homemade torch to the backyard where your fire cracker awaits.

and 2. Never eat flamingos. They taste like pink chickens.

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For Whom the Ball Tolls

-or, Waking up is Hard to Do

Aren't balls just the most wonderful things ever? Without a ball they hang around aimlessly. Add a ball and suddenly, life is a game! The worries and problems of life disappear as the mind is taken by this new diversion. Think of all the possibilities! You can throw it, kick it, bounce it, step on it, catch it! The possibilities are endless! Suddenly you can be your favorite sports star because you have the same ball he has! Isn't this fun! Lets shout at each other and bounce the ball back and forth! Oh how it continues to move! It is amazing! We will chase it and bounce it forever and ever! Oh what fun and excitement! A ball! It is bouncing this way! Let us bounce it and shout hooray!

This will be good for hours of entertainment.

Have you ever woken up to noises you didn't want to hear? I have.

I really love when people get the urge to do car repairs right outside my window in the morning. Can you drop that wrench some more? Oh good! Oh and you can hammer with it! Good for you! Do you have any idea what you're doing or are you just trying to beat the bad spirits out?! And then you give up and leave when I'm finally awake...

Marvelous.

Good thing I got to beat the snot out of some idiot for trying to sue me for not giving him my car. Weird, but a worthy cause. He tried to run and hide in the bathroom but I slammed the door open on his face. The only problem with it was the stupid underwater physics. So I'm slapping him in anesthetized rage while he does nothing to defend himself but scream like a little girl...