Monthly Archives: March 2011
How a conversation work among babies?
Dadadada~dadada!!!DADADADA,dadadadadada?
My journey
Why so rush? No music have been import yet…… Using of Time Lapse
Lenny Project Nelson Cut
Nelson Version This exercise is really funny that I can edit the clips not shooting by me. Honestly, the pictures are still fine but the sound recording are quite horrible. Mainly because of the noisy background sound. So I spend … Continue reading
My Round Things
My Round Things No sound adjustment at this moment. Please wait for the My Round Things2.0
A new crew with new partners
Finally I am here to start my third video production in Australia. I am really enjoy to work with Australian in RMIT. I have ever been making movie with Mainland Chinese, Japanese and ,of course with Hong Kong people(where I … Continue reading
The world of high speed
High speed photographing is a photography technology used for recording fast motion objects. Regular filming only get 24~28pictures per second. But under a high speed camera, it can at least take 1000frames/s to mostly 20,000,000,000frames/s. This technology usually use on … Continue reading
My living things
My living Things Music by Frankie Lie Kai Ho In the last lesson, we have discussed on the topic “are the fruits cut off from the tree still alive?”. I think this question is quite interesting and arguable. So in … Continue reading
Objects in my room
Objects in my room! If you think it is not a “room”, I will tell you i don’t get a “room”!!!I am living in the living room of my friend.
Story Idea
《His name is MR.Ushpu》 Honestly this idea is adapted from a short story 《MR.Ushpu》 I wrote in last year. In that story Ushpu is the story teller who came from his mother planet CH9-K7852. He got a mission a long … Continue reading
Start of Journey(Lecture 1)
“A STORY IS A CHAIN OF REACTION TO AN UNUSUAL EVENT.” Well, it’s true. Drama is always come from our life, and higher than our life. A story idea can always be developed from our daily life. That’s why we … Continue reading