Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Which pill would you take?

(I dont mean to make taking pills a running theme here, but this is a question I am very curious about.)

Now, I am sure that everyone has seen matrix. Totally awesome film - if you haven't watched it then you must have at least heard what the movie is all about, but regardless, I highly recommend watching it!
The follow up movies are entertaining as far as action goes, though the initial concept and themes of the first movie make that by far the best of the trilogy.

This blog entry is about one of the topics within that movie.

The topic is that of the red and blue pill!

" You take the blue pill - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill - you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes."             - Matrix, 1999

Monday, May 16, 2011

Wanderer

 The poem that inspired the very theme of this blog! I hope you enjoy.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Memorable Moments: Betrayal

Fiona Mcintosh: Betrayal

"Cloot removed his garments until he stood naked in the sunlight, his strange, deformed body an intrusion in this beautiful place. Tor dared not say a word. Then his friend crouched low to the ground, pulling his head right into his knees and covering as much of himself as he could with his long, hairy arms. The intensity of the sunlight began to increase, at first slowly and then rapidly until Tor could barely make out Cloot's outline. He was terrified as he felt a mighty power descending...

... He yelled Cloot's name against the hum of the magic and closed his eyes against the scintillating colours which clamoured around the diminishing huddle in the centre. Suddenly everything became silent. Tor snapped open his eyes just as a large, majestic falcon lifted effortlessly from the clearing, its wings beating rhythmically and powerfully.
Tor screamed once more, loudly and with despair, as Cloot disappeared from his sight high above the trees."
- Excerpt from Betrayal - Fiona McIntosh.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Last Lantern

The Last Lantern of the forest


 last lantern    

Over dry hills
The lions flew,
Hot wind bearing them lift.
With sand in face
And clouded view
The rider held his gift.


Descends the beast
From dunes to trees,
A shrouded forest tall.
Within the haze
Beneath the breeze
Preparing for his fall.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Little Warrior

Another TAFE assignment.
This week we were given the model of the 'little warrior', a helmet with legs.
The requirements were that we make it walk, jump, and interact with a ball in some way.
I thought I would mix it up a little and the video below is my finished result.
I hope you enjoy!


Model, scenery and movements created in 3DS Max,
editing and sounds in Premier Pro.

Friday, May 6, 2011

Forsaken

Forsaken.


Civilians walking,
Their last moments on earth,
Civilians talking,
The day of its birth.
An unknown power
Fabricates inside,
And on its release,
Only he shall decide.

But one is aware,
And within she will seek,
The cure of the night,
From her it shall leak.
Her forces are gathered
Defence is at hand,
Through Hordes of these demons,
Alone she must stand.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Would you take it?



Limitless!
This post is for those who have seen the movie limitless.
I have watched this movie at the cinema twice and thoroughly enjoyed it both times. Not being a drug user myself, I think my attraction to this film came more from the main character and his current position, as he is a writer with writing problems. This instantly hit home with me.

The way he over comes his 'writers block' is not really a way I would consider with any other drug, though I have a feeling that if NZT-48 was available to me then I would most definitely use it and would not stop writing for the entire duration.







Sunday, May 1, 2011

Keeper of the Kingdom

- Jonathon Best ©



Keeper of the kingdom,
He watches in wait,
For he only knows
How to cross the last gate.
The horses of thunder,
The staves are held high,
Through thick falling rain
Hear the raw battle cry.

The castle a war ground,
Barricaded in fort,
Archers of loyalty
Defend with retort.
Boulders are blazing,
Catapults sling,
Young princes protecting
Their father and king.