Tuesday, February 21, 2012

My first timelapse

So I have been researching how to do timelapse photography for some time now. I have written out and figured out the exact settings for my camera, and how to assemble it in post production. The only thing left to do was make time and go do it. I just kept putting it off, though, even though it was something I really wanted to do. I felt like I needed to make my first timelapse absolutely epic and mindblowing. Then one night at 2 am, in the midst of a storm, I realized that my first time doing something isn't always going to be perfect or turn out amazing.

As my screenwriting teacher once taught me, "the genius comes with time."

You don't get that great shot unless you practice getting a bunch of okay shots before the one. So that stormy night, I decided to shoot my first timelapse. While my roommate Kevin slept on the couch in our living room, I set my camera up on a tripod, placed it on the front porch just barely out of the pouring rain, set the camera to take one shot every 5 seconds and waited. It was short, maybe only 30 minutes in total, but a timelapse none the less.  After I shot it, I threw the 400 or so pictures onto my computer and used Quicktime player 7 to turn them into a 1080p HD movie at 24 frames per second.

Being that it was my frist time, I made some pretty bad errors. I put the video in the wrong resolution, which caused the video to stretch out and look all fat. I also did not take advantage of the high quality picture resolution I got from my camera. A timelapse is always a nicer quality image than an HD video because it is made of stills, which are always better looking than video frames. (If this is hard to understand, pause a video and compare it to a picture you took with your point and shoot camera or iPhone or something. The iPhone pic will look way nicer because it is such a higher resolution) So yea, the timelapse is not great, but that's why it was my first one. It doesn't have to be good, but it is a stepping stone in which I learned a lot.

There are some things that I do like about my first timelapse. I like how you can see the red taillights from passing cars flash across the screen. I like that you can tell when there is an occasional flash of lighting. I also like that it is of good ol 8th street and what I experience everyday looking out onto it. Here is the finished product: Feeling a bit more confident I took my shot (pun intended) at another timelapse. This one is for a behind the scenes video documentary I shot for a short film competition I helped crew (I was lighting supervisor woo hoo).  I thought it would be cool to show our whole crew unloading all the equipment out of beautiful Elsie (my car). I avoided some of the mistakes I made the first time around, changed up the settings for the situation, added a little pan in final cut pro and I am pretty pleased with the results. Check it out here: Next up, star timelapse. Epicness probable.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Title Change

This past summer I worked at a camp where I had the privilege of leading a covenant group of about 10 other counselors. Every cov at camp comes up with clever names, and I wanted ours to be really good. We brainstormed and came up with a lot of good ones. It came down between "Bone cov n' harmony" and "#wildmenofGod."Looking around at the guys in the cov, we all had one thing in common. We all lived our lives pretty wildly.  The group was made up of climbers, musicians, travelers, backpackers, explorers, artists, adventurers, and risk-takers.

However, what made us all really wild was our passionate devotion and commitment to living for Jesus.

Living for Jesus in our eyes doesn't look anything like sitting in a pew bored on Sunday mornings. Living for Jesus is exciting and dangerous. It involves taking risks and living an adventure everyday.  God placed that identity on each of us, so we adopted it as our name.  It was who we wanted be that summer, and for the rest of our lives. Wild men of God.

Which leads me to why I changed the name of my blog after only 6 posts. Well, it's mainly because my hipster, blogosphere, social networking brother Daniel found some random girls blog that had the same title as my old one, and I felt like a poser.  Pretty soon he will find a blog with almost the same title as "The good kind of Wild" and I will be changing again. I'm fine with it, it's another excuse to post. But for now the title stays. And, for know I like it.

I want to be known as a wild man. I want to dispel the myth that following Jesus limits the way we live and the things we are "allowed" to do, but rather that it is freedom to truly live. I want my life to encourage others to live the most radical, exciting, and adventurous life possible. To live wildly for Jesus. It's what being a man is all about. More importantly, it's what being a Christian is all about.


Those who lose their life for my sake will find it.
Matthew 16:25

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

West?

It's crazy how excited I got when my friend Jake Patterson texted me last night alluding to the fact that he was hungry. The craziest part is that it was a familiar and relatively routine text that gets passed around quite often late on a weekday, in which one of us has a large amount of schoolwork.

For my friends and I it comes from one of us muttering (or now texting) one small word...with a question mark usually attached. "West?" is all that needs to be said, and the answer is almost always yes. Oh and the word is almost always spoken past midnight. Except now we are at the point where Jake can just text me, "getting kinda hungry," like he did last night, and I know exactly what he is talking about.

West, Texas has become a landmark, or even more like a right of passage for Baylor students. There is a bakery called the Czech Stop (open 24/7) that makes the most delicious Kolaches you have ever tasted. In fact, if you google the word Kolache, the most searched item is "Kolaches in West, Texas." However, for my friends and I, food is arbitrary to the trip itself.

Well, okay, I shouldn't go that far. I mean these Kolaches are really freakin' good.

But, the 17 mile trip to West has yielded some of the greatest memories of my college career. So many hilarious moments, new friends made through the trip itself, and some of the most meaningful conversations with my closest friends.  Each visit is unique in itself, the group, the music, the car, the conversations. And I have rolled with some seriously random groups before. Last week I went with my roommate Kevin Smith, my Maastricht traveling companion Kevin Beach (who tagged along via a tweet from Smitty) and my lacrosse/filmnerd buddy Will Meier. All in the car with one main thing in common, a delicious West experience. It truly brings people together.

Last night I had the privilege to accompany a first-time Wester, Clark Jones. I love taking people there for the first time. It reminds me of my first time as a Freshman and takes me back 3 1/2 years ago when everything was new to me. I even tried something new, a cream cheese/pumpkin Kolache. All I can say is YES.

Pure satisfaction for the first time. 

My first Diptic. Sweet app.


The truth is, when I look back on a lot of awesome times in college, West was there. On my way to the airport to leave for the Netherlands, buying Call of Duty at midnight and playing it until 8 am...three years in a row, after so many amazing dates with Jillian up in Fort Worth, rolling in my footie pajamas in a trunk with Cory Hart and 6 others in the car, several Halloweens, and way too many nights with nothing better to do but adventure down highway 35 with the people I love the most.

It's places like West, Texas and the Czech Stop that I love the most about going to Baylor and it's those weird, random adventures that I will miss the most.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Awesomeness: Ok Go

This is one of the coolest things I have seen in a while. While most people use music videos as a way to tell a story, they are usually over produced and go to great lengths to make an average looking artist look spectacular. These guys go to great lengths in exploring new, imaginative thinking when it comes to music videos. I don't know if I will ever be this creative, or have the patience and effort to pull off something like this. But I'm glad there are people who do. Enjoy.