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Con Tricker
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Last Logged In: January 15th, 2017
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posted by Con Tricker on January 15th, 2017 4:50 PM

I want to send you something. Message me your address.

posted by Con Tricker on June 6th, 2011 4:48 AM

Hi Dan. Thanks for commenting. I didn't narrate for a couple reasons.

1) I believe that art is the meeting of artist's intention and audience's perception -- and that actually frees me from trying to control the audience's perception. I wanted people to get their own idea of what the "voice" should sound like based on their perception from the video.

2) I wanted this project to be... not so much about *me*, but to share my experience of isolation and voyeurism. I think the text screens do that better than my voice. I get the feeling that if I'd been speaking, it would be more about my persona than people experiencing the footage for themselves. I hope it was somewhat successful -- it is only my third video, so I didn't angst about it.

As for the checkpoint ideas... any interest in collaborating on a Halloween event?

posted by Con Tricker on May 30th, 2011 10:56 AM

There's always next year! And I don't regret doing it, since I'm pretty happy with the video and how much I learned.

I kind of want to do a checkpoint, though... I have Ideas.

posted by Con Tricker on May 5th, 2011 6:06 PM

He's in all my videos! He will not, however, be in the Journey video, and he's really mad about that.

posted by Con Tricker on May 5th, 2011 3:17 PM

Thanks! At this point, I'm using any excuse to practice video. This was a perfect opportunity.

posted by Con Tricker on May 5th, 2011 1:57 PM

This made me laugh as much as hyperbole and a half. Win.

posted by Con Tricker on April 30th, 2011 6:33 AM

It happened many years ago yesterday.

posted by Con Tricker on April 28th, 2011 2:47 PM

They're my parents' checkbooks from our old, horrible house. I remember my mom sitting at the dining room table, head in hand, looking at the money disappearing. It made me feel powerless -- I was just a kid, born poor to young parents. Unable to do anything at all to control my future (or so I thought.)

Money comes and goes, and that doesn't bother me. The powerlessness is all. I've taught myself many life skills, but sometimes, I still feel like the child who grew up in "that house."

The scraps were used as packing material. The plastic egg contains a Cadbury egg left over from Easter, and they were mailed to a web-acquaintance, someone I've never met in person, but the first one I could find a mailing address for.