Subliminal Slideshow 2006
At 3 frames for photo, with nearly 2000 pictures.
Don't blink or you'll miss it!
An ordinary individual leading an extraordinary life: The autobiovideography by Michael Tyas
At 3 frames for photo, with nearly 2000 pictures.
Don't blink or you'll miss it!
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I found a funny comment left on this Flickr photo, urging me to stop using drugs. I hope that my gaunt features, pale completion, and dishevelled hair are not leaving a junkie impression on the minds of my viewers. I'm not a druggie! I'm just hungrie! I'm living under a self imposed poverty to ease my debts.
Really, though, on my entertainment budget of $20 per week it would be nearly impossible to keep up even an occasional smoking habit. I have nothing to pawn for instant cash, asides from my laptop/camera. I would sooner go into rehab.
Oh! And just to let you know, I could sell my body, but my boney features turn people away at the street corner. Trix aern't for this kid.
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I'd like to meet this guy. I'm not content with just stalking his style.
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The deed has been done. I'm applied. I have squeezed through the tiny Brazilian portal called the OUAC and triumphantly dropped to the floor, naked and shivering, alive.
So far I've submitted applications to Carleton and York. I'm in the process of preparing a few other schools outside of Ontario.
Songs that have helped me through the process:
Matt Mays
Two Hours Traffic
Gentleman Reg
Maps Of The Night Sky
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Tonight as I lay in bed I will contemplate the unfairness of life.
The cruelty of dreams and
Falling Hard.
I will blame others who, it was assumed, would guide me
yet were too ignorant to lead.
Their counsel repercussions against my pillow.
Restive, I will curse galaxies of paper.
Ideals most problematic.
Cohorts with my past
bent on submission
or exclusion.
I will deal with myself lastly
pulling up the covers
as one shifts a burden.
Wondering how much electricity
the little red light on the TV is using.
Unplug a bygone.
Lie in the darkness
hidden from the light yesteryear shed.
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Thérèse: Don't be hard on yourself.
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Early in January 2007, while sitting at my desk that overlooked an unusually green backyard, I was listening to CBC's 'Cross Country Checkup.' That day the show was about the unusually mild and/or devastating weather Canada had been experiencing from east to west this winter. I stopped my homework to record some notes from the news I overheard:
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Seems like a different life altogether when I watch my old work. I was SO sure where I wanted to go--where I was capeable of going. And when I got there, I hated it. No, I don't produce video professionally any more, but this is a fun reminder that sometimes the things you want most in life are only temporary.
This video is the story of my Video Production education in 2003.
P.S. No, I am not for hire.
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Everything you've ever wanted to know about the white stuff was exhaustively compiled in this CBC In Depth article.
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Finally my nagging has paid off.
Hello Kelly on CBC Radio3.
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This January will go down in history as a landmark for the environmental movement in Canada.
I can sense something is different when I'm walking to work without gloves on. In January. In Canada. IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE UNBEARABLE THIS TIME OF YEAR. Robins, the herald of spring, have been spotted in a park on Lake Ontario. Buds are trying to pop up on the rose bush in my front yard. Major ski resorts which are the bread and butter for small communities right across Ontario have laid off thousands of seasonal workers overnight.
Researchers have concluded that within the past 6 months the environment has become THE number one issue for Canadians, topping even health care and the war in Afghanistan. I'd take an educated guess and propose that the dramatic shift has accelerated in much less time between December and now; strange storms on the west coast, the green Christmas, the green new year, this balmy first week of January. It is now undeniably obvious that change is afoot on the climate scene.
Which means that change has been afoot all along. But why the sudden shift in public support for saving the environment and adopting sustainable practices? It's tangible, stupid! We can see it. You can feel record breaking storms beating across your cringed face week after week in Vancouver. You can tell by your Christmas pics that something is wrong when the grass is growing out the window. Experts have declared that climate change, this global warming, has been happening for decades. Now that this change is finally tipping the thermometer from freezing to not, zero Celsius to one, we're all affected.
Who can you trust to take the necessary precautions, cutbacks, kick ass measures to begin and turn this around? By who, I am referring to the Government because that's the way we do it in Canada, passing off major responsibilities and incentives starters (tax back!) to the people we elect.
Who? Who who who?
Let me spell it out.
Stephen Dion was elected as the new Liberal Leader, on a green platform right off the bat, in the first few days of December. Right before our green Christmas. Right before the news began blazing across our screens and newspaper headlines with dire warnings about the arctic loosing all it's ice in the next 50 years.
Stephen Harper, last year, cut 90% of environmental and climate change programs. He sent our environment minister to the international stage with a 'made in Canada' solution for climate change and emissions. She was ridiculed, flamed, booed, hexed, and any number of other cultural gestures of outrage. Canada became the hypocritical laughing stock of the international environmental scientific community.
Prime Minister Harper announced a few days ago, outside, in Ottawa, in a flimsy suit jacket, in OTTAWA, IN JANUARY, OUTSIDE, that he was electing a new environment minister named John Baird. John said, "I left the house without even a winter coat this morning. So that's obviously a huge concern." John Baird has been called Mr. Fix It. I call him a political goon.
Which of these two bolded men above do you think deserves the right to do the right thing? The guy who stuck his neck out before anybody was really concerned, yet still managed to come in first place? Or the guy who's reacting to it just like the rest of us? God DAMN it! The Conservative website doesn't even have the words 'environment', 'climate', or 'weather' on their home page at the time of this posting. Go check out the websites for yourself. Go, now!
I've had it with climate change. Let's vote for a political warming and heat up a societal change. Vote Liberal in the next election.
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I have a virus in my throat that doctors can do nothing about. Phlegm production is in overtime. If I'm not hacking up mounds of yellow goop, I'm swallowing it, which in turn causes a great amount of distress for my stomach and intestines. I'm not sick enough to stay home from work, but I am sick enough to throw myself from a bridge into oncoming traffic.
Today I begin high school. "HIGH SCHOOL?" you say. Yes. I am 24 and back to the future, wandering the halls of learning. The music is playing. I have coffee breath, and I am in my pyjamas. "WHAT?!" you say. Simmer down my pretties.
My course has no late bell, no dress code, and no school bus. No teenagers, either. It's an online course! Back, way back in time in the year of our Lord, 2001, Ontario students had a 13'th grade called, "OAC." Ontario students were required to take OAC credits before they went to University. It was lame, and I didn't enjoy school that year. I dropped out a few weeks before classes ended and went to work. I don't regret the decision at all; I am who I am today because I broke the destructive cycle of school and found out what I'm made of.
Time passed by, and OAC faded away a few years later. Which didn't matter to me, really. I'm planning on going to university this September and could easily apply as a mature student, using my life experience and age as a prerequisite to first year U. However, before I jump headlong into 5 years of learning a small refreshment is in order. Shaken and on the rocks, my little "online grade 12 introduction to university English" credit will make me a more competitive applicant (provided I do well) and should also put me back into a learning routine.
Wish me luck!
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