27 Website

For the ongoing Harper Road project each group had to design a website, being somewhat of a freeway fanatic I volunteered to do ours. Because of the projects central themes around cameras I decided to use a camera as the interface for the navigation.

Here's a snapshot of the gallery section, the links at the bottom pull up the larger image on the viewfinder:

After a rather blowing criticism, I realized that although the camera interface added certain things to the originality of the website, it was overall detracting from the true essence of the project - the photographs. Much better to design something simplistic that was centered around the photographs and the stories behind the peoples lives rather than something flashy and unnecessary.

Here are some snapshots of the final website, it should be up and running by tomorrow (fingers crossed) so will post a link when it's all uploaded.

My Box

Here it is, finished in all its glory. However due to being 10 minutes late I successfully missed my crit. Oops

Defragmentation

Today I had a bit of a shock to discover that my hard drive was full. While clearing up folders and a good old bit of defragmenting I stumbled across some of my old college work.

Some photos from various projects throughout my youth: 

Life Drawing:

The following was an interactive project on Jasper Johns. His famous "number series" paintings are consisted of many layers. So to represent this idea of layers I created a huge mobile. The numbers hanging down appear separate; but when viewed in different ways seem interlinked. I projected spotlights covered in coloured acetate to mimic the explosion of colours he uses throughout his work. 

This was the set up I used to create the final images:

How to smash a skull

Set my alarm for 3am to put another layer on the pinata, forgot how hard it is getting up this early (unless you're awaiting an airplane fight, in which case it's all quite exciting and you probably never slept in the first place). I awoke this morning to find it all a little soggy, so dug out my hairdryer and did my best.Moment of truth, snipped the balloon. The papier mache layers I had spend hours building up deflated with the balloon. I could have cried,  but after a cup of coffee and several agitated  cigarettes later, I decided a better reaction would be to stuff it with more paper. Oh dear. My beautiful, crumply disaster. 

Drew a skull on it to fit in with my response. It's vacant eyes seemed to be staring up at me from it's soggy exterior, wondering why i'd spent so long making essentially a wrinkled ball of london papers.

Took the deformed head in anyway, my receiver seemed to have fun tearing it apart.