Beefy Birdy Rainbow Funtimes

An animation created entirely in After Effects as part of a course at CPIT. I can't claim to have adhered too closely to the project brief on this one... nor would I, even if I had.

It has a rainbow? Also: some birds! Also: a birthday! Yours? ...maybe!

That no-good embedding just wouldn't work for me- it keeps cropping out the right-hand side, so it may well be best just to go here.

A Frinky Frinky Dream

I am at a party. Mike exclaims: "I'm not into Frinky Frinky women, not since Elizabeth Rowlf made it so popular. I'm into men that eat men." On a badly photocopied diagram of Greek architecture, Brendon uses cross-hatching to show me exactly where on my face I have chocolate. Pointing at some photocopier noise near the top of the page, I say: "Ha, there's some floating above my head!" Nobody understands my joke, except for Geordie, who doesn't find it very funny. Geordie points at the diagram and shouts, "That's not a Balar! That's an Ios!!" Geordie storms out, angry that such a blatant error could be made on an educational diagram. I wake up. I briefly ponder the significance of this dream. Finding no such discernible significance, I write it down on a scrap of paper and vow to return to it at a later date and pick it apart, desperate to make sense of such a jumbled mess. I google "Elizabeth Rowlf." As far as I can tell, there is no such person.

Sunday

Today, I ate cake in a cup.

So, I drank it, I guess. It was delicious? But not as delicious as cake on a plate, which I've had before. But not today. Today there was only a cup.

Also, I'm not even sure who I am any more. I guess, a cake fan? To be honest, I'm still piecing it all together, from notes I must have left myself in another life, notes left in the various cakes I find hidden about the place. I must have eaten so many notes before I realised the cakes were more than just cakes- they were vehicles. They were- they are- merely the means to deliver myself to myself, to identify truth from speculation. The difference between the two is subtle, but delicious.