JenniferWren

After a forced evacuation, an empty den becomes a lifeless place. a mausoleumic refuge from which a new life begins.

A creative project I did for school, including a new original work of poetry, styled after the Petrarchan sonnet format, filming myself from six feet away, green screen compositing, going without sleep for nights at a time, because I don't watch the clock at night, when I'm working on these things, waking up my neighbors by choosing the quietest part of the early morning to record my recitation (and really who sleeps in past sun-up?), and working with a cat, many mice, a fish, and a plant, and birds, but they only did some of the vocal work, oh, and an unfinished dollhouse.

This is a one minute commercial for an interactive reality program, one that doesn't exist. I made this for Pre-Media Interactive Media, at Fanshawe. You will find it hard to read everything and see everything the very first time you watch this because it moves quite fast, so don't be afraid to watch it several times. There is a very valuable mosquito. He is between shapes and ages and very hungry. Also, there is a logo I created on photoshop from a borrowed photograph of a crescent-moon dusky-foot, relative of the whippoorwill. The song of the whippoorwill at night always terrified me in the years of my childhood. My mother said they were birds, but I found next to impossible to believe. This is about the intelligence within nature and the dangers of believing everything media resources want you to believe. Sometimes, they can have their own agenda. Also, who are the many visitors from outer space? They may be many races, and from many dissimilar places. So who are they? And what will they want? Friends or pets.