Communication

One of the key principles that stood out to me from class is that based on McCluhan’s quote that “the medium is the message.” With animation being the form, it can interlace itself in the message that the writers and or animators are trying to get across. An Example of this is seen in Walt Disney’s “Education for Death.” This film is used to highlight some of the most difficult times in history. This film uses a sensitive subject such as the Holocaust and incorporates the story of a young Boy who grows up and becomes less of an individual by attending Hitler’s school for young boys to breed into a Nazi Solider. In the end, Hans and the rest of the German soldiers march off to war. They fade into indistinguishable rows with nothing on them except a swastika and a helmet perched. This concludes Hans's “education for death."

Explaining Framing

The above comic uses deliberate framing that captures the readers eyes. The above frames are small in size drawing the eyes to the faces of the characters in the first two frames. Using these square frames keep the characters contained and shows their insignificance in the story at this very point. The eyes are then drawn to a much larger frame that takes over the entire page which makes readers realize that the above two frames are frames within one larger frame. The lower and larger frame shows the silhouette of a very tall female superhero. She stands almost as tall as the clouds giving her a goddess like image. The eyes are then drawn to the next silhouette which appears to be of a young girl. The size of the female characters seem to establish a dominate appearance. The eyes are then drawn to the first male character and then to the last male character who appears the smallest and furthest away. Attention holds on this character because he is the only character in this larger frame who speaks. This use of deliberate framing gives the readers a chance to analyze the characters based on their standings then makes the reader focus in on the smallest silhouette who speaks.

Comm203 VALS

My results from the VALS were Innovators and Achievers. For the most part these two described me well. Some of the things I do not agree with. As an innovator the results categorized me as a change leader and most receptive to new ideas and technologies. Innovators are very active consumers, and their purchases reflect cultivated tastes for upscale, niche products and services. I do not think the consumer aspect is true as far as "upscale" goes. Also as an Innovator I am described as materialistic "possessions and recreation reflect a cultivated taste for the finer things in life." I honestly do not care to keep up with the latest trends or for extravagant outings and clothing. As an achiever I do not think I match any description but being goal-oriented and having a deep commitment to career and family. I am not in any way politically conservative, and my respect for authority and the status quos really dependent on how the authority and status quo is treating me as well as those around me. I do believe in consensus and compromise, but despise predictability and routine schedules. I value stability in different aspects, but I am all for taking risks, intimacy, and self-discovery. By taking this test it made me realize that I cannot be categorized as a person or a consumer. I show qualities from all the listed categories given as results for the test. I fell like the results from this test would not be helpful in appealing to me as a consumer because the results are mostly inaccurate and my opinions on matters neither sway left or right.

Creative Commons

I must agree that the copyright laws of today are a bit outdated to a certain extent. With technology flourishing as it is there are many different ways of accessing information such as the internet. There are loopholes to the system that people get around and through everyday.A large population of internet users could already be guilty of copyright infringement. With the internet being prominent in this day, the copyright laws are no match to what can be, thus being too restrictive and outdated. Copyleft or permission level license seems to be a bit more adequate with it's laws. It is legal binding and allows the creator to dictate permission as to how work is used and when it can be used. This law seems more flexible and less restrictive to users because some creators allow sharing without any consequences.

In Granfather’s Garden (2.10)

I remember him just as he was

…..Always in his garden

I would sometimes help him pick tomatoes and carrots simply for the enjoyment of spending time with him

His hat was dingy….. stainded with years of corn and cotton fields

His overalls, bleached with the decades of experience

And I enjoyed hearing their songs as I trotted behind my gradfather in his garden

DEAR YOU.. YEAH YOU TOO (04.18.10)

Dear you,

You solicit my thoughts with your verbal walk. Your explicit talk spits at my heart and eats through it like acid leaving remnants of my emotions placid. Ink blots on my sheets take on the form of tears that leak from a broken spirit that weeps and seeks revenge within a pen that lets ink seep on to the pages of your face. Your black eyes glare at me and I stare emitting my rage on to your lines so I can violate your life.

You claim you dont play games but your the reigning champion. You run races throughout my mind taking pit stops in my heart. I numbly wave the checkered flag as you drag out your final lap and I wonder how much longer will this last... Why wont you just pack up and depart.. erase the mark that you have carved in my soul.

Bestowed upon my soul is a curse that constantly lets me know that you have let go and the pain continues to grow critically as i close my eys and see you bitterly
Im normally not the type who points fingers, but when your poisoned kiss still lingers it makes it hard for me to think clearly.. My mind is telling me to go sometimes when my heart says "NO"... And and then my heart switches up and says " put it all on the frontline" while my mind says "fall behind"

Every now and then I slip through the cracks I checked into rehab so I could no longer intoxicate myself with you but relapsed "Indulging in Drunken Highs and Sleepless Nights" making my way to the bottom of liquor bottles in search of you every night. I inwardly fight daily for a way out but I cant seem to recover from your last clout that left me scribbling for life in the ICU because I foolishly decided to intensively care for you

My spirit's taking me through lyrical therapy... making records mentally I gradually get you out of my system manually, Writing vengefully with out wishful thinking but with enraged truths. The facts about the me's and the you's, The fact that me and you are now spitefully connected forcing me to see your truth's full of shit and it makes me long... long to kiss and blow kisses with my fist... to make your heart beat with a lisp because you put mine on crutches and now i love with a limp from a permanent emotional dent...

Your name was the song of my heart topping the charts but now your tune seldomly plays becoming a one hit wonder. Memories of your voice cracks with static through the speakers of my soul... So... I closed my eyes and changed the station to 99. Peace of Mind because I'd rather cut the line than you string me along like wasted lines in a forgotten love song

And I will go one with my life as if you never existed and forget about love becuase I'll never miss it. I'm putting my feelings aside for the sake of my pride.. no more getting inside through a glimpse of my eyes... Emotions on a shelf.... Everything else.... Im keeping to myself.

A LETTER TO MY FORMER LOVE (4.15.10)

Dear you,
I can no longer address you as love because I no longer know you as such. To clear any obscurities, I am not writing this for you, but merely to you as a way to forget you and rid you of my thoughts. You have invaded my thoughts, and yes.... yes I do feel violated this time. Why? Because you are indeed trespassing and you ARE NOT welcomed here any longer. You have breached my frontal lobe making your way to my hippocampus... leaking... seeping into my already poisoned blood stream making it 11 times as deadly. My blood has become the venom that's spoken from the serpants tongue and has lead to the destruction of mankind.


Why?... Why must I ask you this question? It is because I must ask you why.... Why so? Because like many others I too wonder how a once beloved soul can instantly turn cold falling below the freezing point and exceeding the mark of death. You have turned so cold to the point that it burns... Burns deep into my soul, engulfing me in flames.. making me the flame that can now point you towards the direction of hell. Accented with the touch of Hades, you have been marked with three sixes attaching you to his soul... and for that I-- I-- I'm forced to let you go.. Go and wander into lands unknown, although I know where each land ends without a turning point, turning into the destruction of who I knew as the true and pure you.

I must say however, that i do not feel the slightest sympathy nor the faintest sign of compassion for you, but i do wish you the best of luck ... at falling on your face.. heart first. I bitterly speak as a means to to release your childish defeat of an honest me. I have you know that I am indeed writing with a vengeful pen, but by the end of this letter, perhaps I will have let you go and regain control of who I really am. I can no longer accept the truth spoken from future lips because you reveal yourself in each line with every word. I can no longer give, think, or love whole heartedly. I think of you faintly and suddenly the world stops spinning... freezing time as I happily yet relucntantly erase you from my life.


I must admit, I am insulted for having a juvenile mindset. I dared to think.... I had the audacity to hope... to hope that things would not happen eventhough i knew they would. Although, I was never too blind to see what has come of you because it was visible all along.... I do however, suppose I was too naive to believe that you were never who you put on display for me. I now see however, that the truth is indeed an ugly thing to see... especially when its spoken through the lips of such a beautiful liar.... and with that said...Goodbye.


P.S. By the way Miss.... Your poor lack of judgement is showing... Just thought you should know.