A fully developed idea for the A to B project_project3

My short film starts with my talent at a traffic light to cross the street. He quickly glances at his watch than runs across the street. Looks at his shoes lances untie, but tries to avoid them. He continues to walk fast than gets a phone call. He reaches for his phone than trips over shoe lances. The phone brakes apart cause him to miss the phone call. People are out looking and smile. He has a dark spot on his uniform though it blends in with the others. He puts the phone together to find out his boss left him a message. He listens than finds out he does not have to go to work that day.

Reflection From Second film.

After critique, I find myself going back to the drawing broad in presenting my images on screen. The images are to dark as well as not visually interesting for my audience. Also, my dialog needs work though it is the strongest element in the film. I have thought of some new images for the film though I am not certain. I believe I will get another person to help with film. I believe that was one of my downfalls on shooting the film as well as being very tired.

Assignment Write_up_Film Editing

My outtake on editing on Final Cut Pro was review. I have worked on this software before, in which taking this class has made editing a bit simpler. I believe my images are dark, but reasonable.

Reflection From First film.

I loved filming. Making a film has been on my mind since I have been exposed to making animation. I believe having enough time to making the movie was the most difficult part for me. I work at night at Wendy’s, so having time for school homework is interesting. My film was started at 3Am Wednesday morning, in which I just got off from work an hour ago. I was tired and hurry, but I believe it went well. As for as the technique issues, I had only one light to work with as well as no bed. I didn’t remember to turn on the equipment before I got it, so I work with what I had. As for as no bed, I made a bed out of boxes and paper to solve my issue. I believe it looked okay. The only time I became frustrated was putting the stand for the microphone on the camera. It took five minute of my time. In closing, the only thing I will do different is find a way to get some rest when filming and having another person with me. Being the producer and talent is a lot of hats to fill.

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Memory -- Writing_Essay and storyboard

Four years ago from today, I had two uncles that died from drinking themselves to death. A year before their death, I graduated from Saint Louis Community College at Florissant Valley in Saint Louis, Missouri. Also, at this time, I had begun to seek God (Jehovah) wholeheartly after my plans did not go through to attend an art school as well as being overbear from my childhood addictions that lead into my adult lifestyle. Seeking Jehovah wholeheartly lead me into a journey where I was deceived by a witch that considered himself to be a young Christian pastor. Being deceived helped me to remain faithful and focus to know the truth of who this Jehovah is while maintaining the right relationship with his son the Lord Jesus Christ of Nazarene to prevent being deceived again. After being delivered from this young Christian pastor, I received Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior at my new church home. A year after being saved and the impact it made with my family and friends, my twin sister’s babies father was murder after I was told to pray for them.

“I killed him. I killed him, “ ran through my mind as I seek God’s guidance of the situation. At this time, I was attending the University of Missouri-St. Louis while seeking God’s will about attending Memphis College of Art the time of my twin sister’s babies father was murdered. The day before the murder I was told to call them to pray, but they did not answer the phone. I lift several messages on the phone telling my sister she needed to pray for her boyfriend as well as they both needed to. They both had given their lives to Jesus though they did not allow Jehovah to change their lifestyle. Around the same time I lift the message the follow day, my sister’s babies father was murder.

Being told of his death, led me into my bedroom to pray. My chest laid across my old mattress as a died fish on a loge while my knees kneel God’s holy ground. I pledge my cause to Jehovah as I said, “Did I not do what you said? Did I miss something? I was just dealing with my past of wild games of romance.” My room was filled with dirty clothes and clean. Dirty plates laid on my drawing table filled with charcoal dust and easer peddling. The fan blew out hot air well I thought to myself that I had killed my twin sister’s babies’ father by a phone call.

After several hours had passed, I heard the live room door shut. My twin sister was finally home to get the understanding of what I experienced with God. “I don’t know what to say,” I thought to myself, “What I am going to say to her. God told me you two needed to pray. What am I going to say? God help.” As I slowly stand up from my torn bible, my twin sister busted slowly through my basement bedroom door. “Richard, he’s died,” she said as I felt like Job from the holy bible Job chapter three verse twelve that says, “ Why were there knees to receive me and breasts that I might be nursed.”

Repeated tears pours out her greasy poof eyes. As I thought to myself of how she once favored me, but now I am just some guy she knows who hears from God. While she is crying, I am silently praying and hugging her, “What to do Lord? I am waiting on you Jesus.” Slow she asks me, “Richard, what did God tell you.” My mouth froze done while my eyes began to water. Another silent pray came, “Lord Jesus, I need your help. What to say? I am lost.” My heart raced out my chest as I began to say what was given to me while hoping God was not going to use me to rebuke her for her and her boyfriend’s lifestyle of romance games of who hurt who and how many babies can one guy produce as her love for him ruins her life with her perspective of how men are.

I grab my bible as words flowed out of my mouth like the books Ephesians chapter six verses nineteen through twenty says, “19Pray also for me, that whenever I open my mouth, words may be given me so that I will fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel, 20for which I am an ambassador in chains. Pray that I may declare it fearlessly, as I should.”

“Uhm, (Sister nick name). I was told that you two needed to pray. That was all I was told.” Tears began to row out my pitiful eyes as I wonder why I was chose such a burden. My voice crackers why I tell her what was next, “(Sister’s nick name), “ God told me he is not punishing you. He loves you with an everlasting. It is just was his time to go. He did want to listen. To change his lifestyle. But, God did not allow this to happen to punish him but, for His purpose. I so sorry (Sister’s nickname.)”

In conclusion, my sister babies father murder was brutal, but it saved many lives. Because I went to church and took my nephew sometimes with me, my pastor came to preach at my nephew’s father wait. Many people heard the gospel preacher and gave their lives to Jesus. Once I arrived to the wait, I was used to preach the gospel as well. That night half of the people were saying goodbye to a friend while receiving a new one that will never die away.

Character through Lighting-Group Assignment 09 _Stills