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August 25, 2007

Former Students Out in the Real World

"...and now i own and run porn sites."

So I receive the below message on Myspace the other day from a student who I taught digital video (Adobe Premiere and After Effects) and graphics (Photoshop) to a few years back:

I had you for vizcom and now i own and run porn sites. you were the only teacher that taught me anythig i still use today,
Thanks Tyler..R

A dubious compliment, to be sure!

"you were the only teacher that taught me anythig i still use today,"

August 02, 2007

Authenticity in Art, Part I


A man looks into the camera and sings his song of confusion and heartache. The entire music video is just one shot, and the camera slowly zooms in while the artist looks you straight in the eye and sings from the heart. No special effects. No lip-syncing. Just the singer and his guitar.

Authentic. Real. This is what art is supposed to be and so seldom is nowadays.

In this simple black and white music video there are no special effects. There are no scantily clad women gyrating to the beat. There are no rappers talking about how tough they are.

This is music for adults. Music about real life and universal concerns – about love, doubt, pain, loss. One man telling the truth of his experience through music --

"Now look at me baby
struggling to do everything right
And then it all falls apart
when out go the lights
I'm just a lonely pilgrim
I walk this world in wealth
I want to know if it's you I don't trust
'cause I damn sure don't trust myself"

Click on above picture to watch video. (lyrics)

He could be talking to himself, talking to his beloved – or talking directly to me.

Yeah, Bruce, I can relate. Hell yeah.

"God have mercy on the man
Who doubts what he's sure of"

Like drops of water to a man dying of thirst in the desert, Bruce Springsteen here is a life-giving tonic to contemporary music.

But this was 1987. Where is his equal now?


"Now you play the loving woman
I'll play the faithful man
But just don't look too close
into the palm of my hand..."