The Wide Canvas of Faces

I made my public debut as a video artist on Saturday, April 4th, 2009, at the CreateHere gallery on Main Street, in Chattanooga, Tennessee. I’ve titled the piece “The Wide Canvas of Faces.” I built an 8-foot by 2-foot canvas from wood strips, canvas dropcloth, and white paint, and projected onto it from a strategically-placed video projector. Here’s an example of roughly how it looked. I enjoyed the entire experience, from concept to execution, and learned a lot about the logistics of Relief Projection. Thanks to everyone for their help!

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“Chattanooga” montage

People sometimes ask what it is I do during the day, for my “day job” as an editor at Atomic Films. Well, um, I edit videos for clients — ranging from TV commercials to corporate videos to documentaries. That’s just about when their eyes start to glaze over from my answer, so here’s an actual example: it’s a video I edited today, featuring the beautiful footage shot by Atomic Films.

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Dan at Aquarium

Here’s a tenuous goal of mine: chop up some of the interesting musical performances I’ve shot and upload them to YouTube. Sure, I’ve been doing some of that already, but the goal involves doing much, much more. (Perhaps a new song every week? Every day? Every hour? Ok, ok, once a week is probably within the realm of reality.) With that in mind, here’s a snippet from an outdoor performance I shot last September (back in 2006), featuring Dan Landrum flailing away on his hammer dulcimer in the shadow of the Tennessee Aquarium, and involving his electro-magical gear.

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Day #13,880

Well, I made it to Day #13,880! Thanks to everyone who helped me reach that milestone. I put together a little video (one of my first forays into the world of high definition) of a related get-together; you can find it here or click on the thumbnail picture.

Here’s looking forward to 13,881! Or, dare I say, 13,923? The days follow in lock-step, one after another, as if climbing up or down a flight of stairs, or following a path that leads somewhere surprising. Each day has its own value: its own level of appreciation, amortization, joy, and loss. I hope that I may continue to improve in how I encounter each individual day.

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