Even my dreams are square

In Michelle Brown’s lecture about resumés, job applications, CVs and cover letters, something clicked for me.

In the past, I had often disregarded the importance of the cover letter for example. The fact that its function serves to give a snapshot of who you are in turn illuminating the rest of the application had been overlooked on my part.

I had another bash at it just as an exercise, not for any particular job application, but just as I said, as an exercise. My aim was to experience the separation of a rocky long term marriage between the cover letter and its better half (the cv), and to experience them as single entities as opposed to pseudo clones of each other. I also wanted to use the word “I” as little as possible which really keeps you on your toes like that game where you can only ask each other questions (Please see the link!)

Rosencrantz & Guildenstern are Dead

www.youtube.com/watch?v=y-Sx4W2cKlU 

It was interesting to think, how the process became less of an arduous chore and, wait for it… and enjoyable process!

I jumped straight onto my LinkedIn page that kind of looks like a construction site or a mishmash of different rubbish that I’ve done, stupid tweets and a whole bunch of endorsements that don’t seem relevant any more and I began to update.

In deconstructing and then reconstructing their relationship, I became a marriage counsellor’s of voice of reason for this troubled love triangle.

I discovered a way to connect these ir/relevant Linked endorsements, that have been attributed to my work as a performing artist, to my experience in office jobs and, by extension, study.

I never saw this is possible, in fact, I was on the brink of deleting the account, and all the endorsements, and starting afresh. Good thing I didn’t, because these endorsements have been critical to my page’s impact.

Oh and there’s another thing! We were in courage to use buzz words, or action words as Michelle called them. I feel like at this stage, I may have to use them sparingly as I would be loathed to come across to a potential employer as a big shot/hotshot that is both megalomaniacal, and worst still, following a cold square platitudinous template.

Beecroft’s World – Project Brief 4

Character descriptions

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In response to the first class focus group session, I felt that each character required a detailed description as the students who looked over my scripts did not see the extremes in each of the characters. When classmates read through my scripts, I recall that they seemed unclear as to why the language was so over-theatrical. Without any background knowledge, Beecroft and Melanie, to new readers, could well have been ordinary and everyday folk. These group sessions definitely inspired the need for further explanation.

Subsequent group activities have also brought about Melanie’s name. In explaining to my peers of her malevolence, one classmate suggested that I call her Melanie… ‘Melanie the Malevolent’. From here, I began to think about villains that I could model her on further such as Ivan the Terrible. Though, I felt that Melanie would be closest to Shakespeare’s Lady McMeth (1606) for her greed and manipulation, accompanied by the brutishness of Charles Dickens’ Bill Sikes (1838). Spielberg’s Biff Tannen was the inspiration for her owning the police and the sadomasochism is attributed to James Wan and Leigh Whannell’s Saw (2014).

Scene 1 – Beecroft’s Exit Scene 

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This is the opening scene which is set up to be the catalyst for the rest of Beecroft’s story.

I have stayed fairly true to the script when producing the audio artefact however, the print at the head became a voice of God narration as I felt that these were essential details that an audio piece could not illuminate.

As it was initially written for a visual medium, there are still some minor textual remnants that would require a camera. For example,“A 30 year old tycoon dressed in Sass & Bide arranging plastic flowers. She is, slick, confident, beautiful though, she is as mad as a cut snake” (p. 1). This big print demands either vision or narration and despite using neither, I left them in there just in case I was to change my mind as to which form I would use at the eleventh hour.

I have purposely left the copyright © symbol in the script to emphasise how so much, of what constitutes as a human experience, has been privatised. The world’s artificiality is something that I feel comes across in this script as well as the audio artefact and I feel that it is here, at this tonal intersect, that the two texts speak to each other.

It was my hope that the words and the images that they symbolised, inflicted a dirty, painful, visceral sensation in the consumer. I wanted people to wince as many did when I played the class Anaal Nathrakh’s Pandemonic Hyperblast (2001) for my first class presentation. Though, having pushed this tactic of eliciting a reaction in the audience as far as what I regard to be a rich learning experience, I feel as though I can move on from the grotesque for now.

Scene 2 – Beecroft Meets Hailey 

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As Beecroft begins the process of escape and codependency recovery, he stumbles upon the Free-Thinker Hailey, a jovial 30 year old gardener who later introduces Beecroft to the Free-Thinking minority.

Regardless of the fact that this scene was the first I wrote for this world, I feel that it is less groomed than the other work for this focus. Since I passed it over to class mate Brydan to have a read over it in week 2, I have felt somewhat disconnected from it. Though it’s worth noting that, since week 2, I have engaged with new writing concepts and eschewed earlier writing habits, my knowledge of writing for world and place has advanced further than I could have imagine. So in a way, I have grown out of this scene so to speak but this needn’t be the case. In order to reconnect with this scene and Hailey moreover, I believe that further workshopping with peers could be the answer as this is an important sequence and I’d be loathed to discard it.

Beecroft Synopsis

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The synopsis underwent several manifestations until one night, I sat down for half an hour and smashed-it-out so to speak.

I was surprised how much I second-guessed the synopsis. On one hand, I wanted to deliver a nuanced description of the world, yet on the other, I was set on succinctly explaining the synopsis as though I was talking to a child. There were several variations though all shared the same goal of exposing Beecroft as a lying cheating fiend… which is an indirect comment on the dangers of gullibility.

In this writing process, a new character emerged, Gail whom I imagined as having a pivotal role in crystallising my premise of deception. As Gail is a last minute addition, I have withheld  expanding on her character for now. My main focus was to have people sympathise with the protagonist but at the end, feel betrayed.

Overall, I have enjoyed being creative and have relished reading up on villains and tragedies. I drew inspiration from Macbeth (1606), Metropolis (1927), Oliver Twist (1838) and The Silence of the Lambs (1991).

Audiophonic Trailer

Jean-Luc Godard’s film Bande à Part (1964) is a key inspiration for the stylised elements of my audio piece. Like with Godard’s production, I have attempted to blur the lines between diegetic and non-diegetic sound. This is to contribute to the item’s awareness of its artificiality.  Ultimately through my production, I hope to highlight dishonesty in my work and in turn evoke an overall mistrust in the media as a whole.

Credits:

Melanie – Anneliese Milk
Beecroft – Daniel Bowden
Music score ‘In Dust’ written and performed by Daniel Bowden

[For further reflective commentary, please see the below blog link posted May 2o, 2017]

http://www.mediafactory.org.au/daniel-bowden/2017/05/20/as-close-to-real-as-possible/

References:

– Anaal Nathrakh 2001, Pandemonic Hyperblast, CD, FETO, UK.
The Daily Script, viewed 30th May 2017, <http://www.dailyscript.com>
– Demme, J 1901,  The Silence of the Lambs, Orion Pictures, USA.
– Dickens, C 1838, Oliver Twist, Richard Bentle, UK.
– Godard, JL 1964, Bande à Part, Anouchka Films Orsay Films, France.
– Screen Australia 2009, What is a Synopsis? Screen Australia, Australia, viewed 25 May 2017, <https://www.screenaustralia.gov.au/getmedia/ae5708a4-05d9-4db0-b5fb-4f999fdfed57/What-is-a-synopsis.pdf>
– Lang, F 1927, Metropolis, Erich Pommer, Germany.
– Shakespeare, W 1606, Macbeth, UK.
– Zemeckis, R 1985, Back to the Future, Amblin Entertainment, USA.

Greenblatt, S 2002, A special letter from Stephen Greenblatt, viewed 25th March 2010, <http://mla.org/scholarly_pub>

Declaration and statement of authorship

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Justin’s robot. 

In a class exercise, we were to choose one of our peer’s characters and write about them. I chose Justin Luh’s character Grease who is a robot. It is about Grease’s most embarrassing moment. It is written as if an interview and it goes as follows…

Grease:

So anyway, I was at the Boron baths. Boron nitriding it up. Replenishing, getting the rust and detritus out of my components. It’s something that you have to do… if not for yourself, for those who you work and live with. Like seriously, you are more relaxed, you’re less likely to fly off the handles at minor issues on the floor at work. Boron baths… they’re good. Do yourself a favour. Really!

Anyway, there was only a few of us in the bath… 4 to 5000, and I thought that I might nip out for an extra treatment… Liquid nitrogen scrub. But seeing that it was only me there, I thought I could shed some layers… you know, like down to my chassis. You really get to feel it that way. And anyway, I’m lying there and I notice a message on the portal from administration, so I link in to see what the message was about. BEEP. It said I’m not in today. I’m out getting a scrub too. BEEP. But remember that this room will undergo a deep clean at 12noon today BEEP. I look up at the clock… it says 11:58. Farrrrk!!!

And thats when it began. I was scooped up, dipped in what felt like mercury or something, I was shoved around the room and pushed toward the exhaust vent… Exhaust vent!! But I had another 30 minutes left on my credit! Nevertheless, the evacuations process had gone passed the rubicon and I was getting excreted early AND with no covers on… stark naked!

Before I knew it… CLUNK, I’m sitting in the fallout basin, not a shred on me, covered head to base in mercury, I started to discreetly tiptoe to the exit when all of those units… remember the ones that I had shared a boron nitride spa with, they all cascade through to the bin that I was at and are presented with my pathetic silver arse. They laughed naturally which as you know sounds like a machine gun.

Still to this day, that was the most embarrassing moment of my robot life.

Back to the drawing board

On viewing Howard Deutch and John Hughes’ 1987 teen film Some Kind of Wonderful, I had a thought that dramatically altered the form of my major piece from short film, to an audio story.

The importance that Hughes placed on sound to communicate with the youth culture was palpable.

The pains at which Hughes manipulated sound, reminded me of my own mantra, which is that sound should never be overlooked, nay, it should, if applicable, be at the forefront of communication.

I by no means, feel as though I need to target the youth audience, in fact, I really dislike teen movies! They remind me of being a teenager, and those were tumultuous times that I would prefer to forget. Ha ha ha ha… ew! All I am saying, is that sound should be considered further in my major Media 5 project and perhaps prioritised.  My original plan to produce a  short film will need to be revised.

Other issues with shooting a short film that have been brewing for a few weeks, is the talent’s apprehension to partake in the film, not that he doesn’t like working with me or I him but, because he is only weeks away from becoming a new dad and he is naturally nervous about spending too much time away from his wife. I would be loathed to relaunch the casting process is this is time consuming and frightfully annoying at the best of times, therefore, it’s back to the drawing board.

I had however secured a place at Docklands Studios. It was incredibly exciting to get an email two days ago stating that I’m more than welcome to utilise their spaces next time provided they were available.

Overall I am relieved that I have decided to create an audio piece for my final project. Not least because of the logistics, but because it’s something that I am incredibly passionate about.

But don’t expect a teen podcast. It’s not gonna happen!!

 

Warts and all!

The process of showing my unseasoned work to a group is like hanging my knickers up on the line… or, I feel as though I’m offering you an insight into how I organise my sock drawer. It’s all so personal dammit! But I guess that’s the thing, it helps me be real about my creative process. The world gets to see it… warts and all!

The following paragraphs describe the characters who reside in my world, which I hope to hang on the line for my peers   this week.

MELANIE 

Melanie is a psychopath. She has been called Melanie the Malevolent but don’t be caught saying it, or you’ll be thrown into a kind of a purgatory for the living. Melanie’s punitive actions may include; carrying out wanton deeds, data entry and odd jobs within her vast empire. She is one of the many barons of this world though her madness makes her stand out from the rest. At face value, she is beautiful, still and calm, but underneath, she is a tempest of hate and retribution. Regardless, she has been venerated by her peers on account of her savage business tactics, killer instinct and cut throat attitude.

THE FREE-THINKERS

The free-thinkers are a collective of societal hopefuls who’s mission is to repair the atmosphere, socially and physically, through agriculture, humour, diversity, education and the dissemination of unbiased empirical research. They frequently put on stage shows; Shakespeare, Ibsen, Samuel Beckett and the likes. These take place at their secret lair which is deep underground.

BEECROFT

Beecroft is shrinking… well, he thinks he is. This is on account of the bouts of psychosis that he suffers, which are attributed to the abuses from the harshness of this world, addiction, and the psychological and chemical administration that is ritualistically delivered to him by his boss, Melanie. He is an addict. A slave to synthetic weed, whisky, mescaline, high powered blotter acid, heroine, crack cocaine, amyl and caffeine. Aside from frequent outbursts of fear and hatred, he is a nice guy. When he is not indisposed, he reads blogs posted by the free-thinkers, he whittles soapstone and communicates to friends through a clandestine network. NOTE: He is later, diagnosed with Morgellon’s Disease which could explain why he feels as though he is shrinking.

Beecroft’s World – a work in progress

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I watched Darren Aronofsky’s 2000 film Requiem for a Dream and it got me thinking about psychosis and addiction, I wondered how I could apply this to the screen in my own unique way. As I only have limited experience into the aforementioned ailments, I turned to external sources for inspiration. Like for example, in John-Paul Sartre’s 1938 novel Nausea, the protagonist Antoine Roquentin suffers acute physical illnesses on account of his immutable obsession with his own existence. As a form of textual dramaturgy, I thought to start with Sartre’s notion as a baseline for writing Beecroft’s crisis and the belief that he is shrinking. “What’s my name then?” bemoans Beecroft to the evil, calculating and sociopathic Melanie who is both a byproduct of this world and a contributor. My intention is to imply the question, how do I exist? Or, do I even exist in this world? A celebration of Sartre’s original text but moreover, a lead into Beecroft’s later line, “[I’m] Shrinking. I’ve got to get out of here. I’ve got nothing left”. And it is here we see the catalyst for Beecroft’s escape from Melanie, personal recovery and impetus to repair this broken world.

To paint more of a picture of the world, I have added a sequence where Melanie argues that Beecroft would be better off staying with her due to the toxicity outside. It also illustrates Melanie’s need to keep him close. “You’ve got everything you need. Can you imagine living like the riffraff out there? You’re lucky, and you’re too selfish to see it. What could possibly be wrong?” As to why she intends to keep him close is left ambiguous. This is because I feel that applying such narrative at this stage of the writing process may cloud my attempts to crystallise the world.

Additional ‘world’ expansion can be seen when Melanie laughs hysterically at Beecroft immediately after he expresses that he has “given up”. Her reaction is to suggest that his woes are trivial in this world, it highlights the division of the classes by juxtaposing the opulence of the wealthy and the desperation of the poor. This reaction, and perhaps even some of Melanie’s character tropes, have been inspired by the character Effie Trinket in Gary Ross’ 2012 adaptation of Suzzanne Collins’ trilogy The Hunger Games. I would hope that these reactions become leitmotifs that would occur after any mention of Beecroft’s shrinking. In a sense, these reactions are my own reactions to my original misinterpretation of Florence Parry-Heide’s children’s book The Shrinking of Treehorn (1971) — the source of my inspiration. But moreover, they are to emulate and in turn comment on stigma in mental illness —  which is entertained by this world’s inhabitants. These are themes that I hope to continue exploring throughout my practice.

To heighten an understanding of the effects that world has on its residents, I aim to apply audience and character interactivity by frequently blurring the lines between diegesis and non-diegesis. This I hope will cause insecurity and menace, as if a foreboding presence is looking over the viewer’s shoulder. I have illustrated this in Melanie’s introduction, “Each number needs a name”. I had envisaged that this dialogue would be delivered as a Voice-of-God narration and like a McGuffin, the point of view and audience expectation would be disrupted. I am hopeful that, such audience immersion may enrich the viewer’s empathy for the characters further.

  • The Hunger Games 2012, DVD recording, Color Force, Lions Gate Films, USA.
  • Parry-Heide, F 1971, The Shrinking of Treehorn, Holiday House, USA.
  • Sartre, JP 1938, Nausea, Librairie Gallimard, Paris.

Presentation day feedback, pop candy and other sensations

POP CANDY

Flavoured carbonated candy that creates a fizzy sensation when dissolved in the mouth.

The atmosphere of the class was a world in and of itself. It was almost a full house! And with the inclusion of our two guest panelists Lucy Schmidt and Michelle, the air bristled with excitement and anticipation. With a ferocity as if fired from a machine gun, presentations began almost as soon as the class had settled, aside from general introductions, there was little chitchat. Poised, focussed, astute and some noticeably tense, each class member waited for their turn to reveal their world.

For my presentation, I was fortunate in that I was number 15 on the running order and therefore was able to learn from presenters that went before me.  I noticed that some had received criticism that they were speaking too fast and as a result had compromised vocal clarity. This was something that I have fallen victim to in previous presentations where, due to excitement, nerves or just the need to get my story across, I stumbled over my words resulting in entire sections being inadvertently omitted. This is exactly why I decided, some days before this presentation, that I would write a prose and not deviate from the script. Though, this is not my preferred method of relaying information at presentations, it is particularly annoying as an audience member as one can feel detached from what is being posited. It can remove the human aspect and may leave people thinking that they may have been better off just reading the presentation.

Cue cards are a go-to method for many, though, with the assignment time constraints and the complexities of my piece, I decided to read my prose, off the page, verbatim. I had carefully timed the script to ensure that I would not have to rush, however, finishing about ten seconds early suggested that I could have slowed down somewhat. Regardless, I proceeded to improvise the final few seconds which I felt wasn’t all that bad.

Overall this method was the best for what I needed to achieve on this occasion and I was grateful for the feedback. The comments that the panelists made in relation to my world were; Stayci, “a beautiful rich world”, Lucy said it was, “the most well established world in my imagination” and then Michelle remarked on how it was “so juicy”, though, Michelle must have missed my opening and thought it was a book and not a one scene film vignette psychological drama. This was quickly clarified though I wondered whether I hadn’t been clear enough in relaying the form I am intending to use.

The comment that resonated with me the most, was Lucy’s thoughts on my description of the physical sensation of pop candy, “Using physical words to describe feelings, made me feel” she remarked. My affinity with Lucy’s feedback was less about fuelling my ego further, and more about a statement of confirmation, that my overarching strategy to create visceral sensations in all of my worlds this semester has been recognised.

For the year, I have endeavoured to push the boundaries further with the look to producing precisely these responses from people. Having been inspired by the likes of David Lynch, Matthew Barney, and metal music, I may well continue to apply methods to induce such reactions in works to come.

However, I understand that these artist’s productions are perhaps not everybody’s cup of tea so to speak. And likewise, my insistence on aiming for the grotesque may not be either. Regardless, viewing the process hereto purely as an exercise has been greatly beneficial for my future development as a media practitioner.

P.s… I feel as though passivity across the board is on the rise perhaps as a result of heightened bureaucracy on account of the exponential growth of the human population — like I am trying to describe in the world of Beecroft. As consumers, we are rarely given the opportunity to really feel what is being presented outside the underground and/or grind-house. When we dare dip the big toe into the warm milk of the mainstream, we have been immediately conscripted to toil like the poor sods in Beecroft’s world.

This is why I have arrived at the belief that it is healthy to exercise the exploration of pop candy and other sensations.

A description of my one scene film vignette psychological drama

THE WORLD OF BEECROFT

The sun rarely breaks through the thick black smog. This world is, for the most part, shrouded in a black cloak…  both, figuratively and physically. The rare free-thinkers (who I’ll mention soon) facetiously call the atmospheric obscurity ‘the cloud of misery’.

Overpopulation has meant that humans must either scavenge or be the masters of those who toil. One must rule or be muled. In other words, leech or be a  mule.

But what happened? How did this world become so caustic? What is its internal logic?

Consumerism is the opiate, it has become a totemism, it has caused a social chain reaction where, the rapacious human appetite for material goods has become a collective addiction… everyone is a junky for something. If you’re lucky, it’s shoes and the latest gadget, if you’re less lucky, expensive morphine, and/or a need to gaze into the ‘lights’ of the gadgets that will cause neuralgia and a subconjunctival haemorrhage causing ones eyes to bleed now and then.

Genericised trademarks have become increasingly more common in this world. Some examples that you may know already are, Crayon, Texta, Aspirin, Kerosene, Sellotape, heroin, iPhone, Jacuzzi, Xerox to name but a few.

But in this world, things like; sex, the feeling that pop candy makes in your mouth, the feeling of when it exits the body, certain plant species, photosynthesis, mercenary, kill, starvation, are all genericised trademarks that have been applied to the lexicon. Therefore, some words have lost their legal status making them all the more easier to commodify and and by extension, justify.

For this world, it breathes  opportunity for the corrupt and the wealthy, the leeches. But conversely, it spells desperation for the poor who will inevitably become the mules.

But it’s not all doom and gloom for subordinates.

There is however, a talisman of hope for the less fortunate, as formally witnessed by the junky mule protagonist Beecroft. It is the uprising of free thinkers who’s mission is to repair the atmosphere, socially and physically, through agriculture, humour, education and the dissemination of unbiased empirical research.

However, such an agenda is damaging to the upper echelons of this society and they will do all they can to stop its progression.

Time will tell

As RMIT Media students are seemingly unable to take advantage of the ‘flexible studios’ in building 9, I will have to produce my final M5 short film somewhere else.

Due to the cinematic viciousness of certain sequences of my piece, it demands an isolated studio where people in the near vicinity have an understanding that this is just staged action. By extension, it is also important that I have a controlled audio space sans residual noise.

I’ve been ruminating on the shoot location for ages;

  • if it were to be at my unit, it would give neighbours the impression that there is a domestic disturbance
  • if I were to take the shoot out of Melbourne, the talent would be less likely to commit as it is unpaid for them
  • If I were to use a rehearsal studio such as Bakehouse Richmond, I would run the risk of having a metal band whitewash my audio from adjacent studios
  • if it were in the uni… well, I would again be competing with noise and naff architecture
  • And most other shoot location ideas just don’t compliment my world.

I wrestled with this idea of approaching Docklands Studios to see if they had any spaces that were vacant which I could perhaps use for my own project.

I shot them an email to which they addressed with a phone call the following day. They asked me typical questions like when we were looking to shoot, and for how long. Those could easily be answered though the question on Public Liability stumped me.

My application will need to be passed by their CEO, they will have to justify my minuscule budget and they will then have to check on the studio’s availability but all up, I got the sense that this is a real possibility.

I would be so excited to shoot in such a colossal space! It would put me through my paces as a producer and allow me to experience my own work on a busy international stage.

Whether it happens or not, I will always be reminded of the studio’s benevolent ethos… that they have not declared that they are too big for the budding artists of this state. I should hope that this attitude reflects the broader industry.

Time will tell.