A carillon, as we all know, is a musical instrument with at least three octaves (diatonic octaves, for those of you who need to know) traditionally made of cast bronze bells. This is not to be confused, as it often is, with the "chime" which is also a set of bells, but not three octave's worth. In Los Angeles, for example, we have an inoperative turn of the century chime at Hollywood Forever.
Carillons are huge and expensive to build and maintain. They are traditionally seen in cathedrals in Europe. We had one at UCSB and they are a lot of fun to have around.
One plays such a thing, when it is in good working order of course, either by pulling on ropes or metal rods from below to actuate a clapper inside the bell or, more likely, by using something that looks like a modified organ keyboard, where the ropes/rods are connected to levers which are positioned like keys in an organ with a lot of play, maybe as much as a foot or more of action on each key.
Carillons are notoriously difficult to play with any skill and it requires a serious amount of physical effort to operate one of these things for any length of time. This exercise would provide not only a way to build up the upper body, but it is also a serious aerobics activity which requires one to elevate one's heartbeat to a certain level and maintain it there for a period of time.
If our government was serious about fighting obesity and improving the general health of Americans, and not merely mouthing easy platitudes, then I would expect them to build carillons in thousands if not hundreds of thousands of neighborhoods all over America and provide funding for community aerobics instruction. A carillon would make a pleasant addition to any local planetarium or community aquarium, for example.
I envisage perky and enthusiastic carillon aerobics instructors in tight spandex leading a troop of health-seeking carillon players on ESPN. I feel certain that American's would respond to this, and that the show would be very popular and run for years, if not decades.
Not everyone however is as energetic as our hypothetical aerobics carillon player, and the Salzburgers have taken the lazy way out and built an elaborate control mechanism for their carillon, thus automating out of existence generations of native carillon aerobics instructors.
We have three things here: a picture of the drum which appears to be made out of brass, a video of the control drum being positioned (it looks about two stories tall) to play a tune, and finally the tune itself from the point of view of the bells.
The drum:
The mechanism:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RUm8TC02lxI&feature=related
The performance:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X93qkSJvdzQ&feature=relmfu
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
SR-71 Blackbird Operating Manual
The SR-71 Blackbird (SR stands for Special Reconnaissance) is or rather was one of the most famous artifacts of the Cold War, being an exotic-technology spy plane designed by Lockheed's Skunk Works.
Its existence was famously leaked by LBJ in 1964 who also reversed the letters by mistake (it was the RS-71 until he made this public mistake, so they changed the name to SR-71...)
The plane is weird. All SR planes are weird, I guess. My favorite story about this one is that this very large airplane leaks aviation fuel like a sieve on the ground, because the plates that make up the airframe have to expand so much when the thing is flying at altitude at its cruise speed.
The operating manual for this very expensive "national asset" has been released and I am sure that all you budding Cold Warriors out there will want to rush out and learn how to fly one of these.
The manual is at
http://www.sr-71.org/blackbird/manual/
One page of the "description section" is included here in case the online manual should disappear one day.
For a general description of the SR-71 see
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lockheed_SR-71_Blackbird
For a more eclectic description, see
http://www.voodoo-world.cz/sr71/sr71.html
Its existence was famously leaked by LBJ in 1964 who also reversed the letters by mistake (it was the RS-71 until he made this public mistake, so they changed the name to SR-71...)
The plane is weird. All SR planes are weird, I guess. My favorite story about this one is that this very large airplane leaks aviation fuel like a sieve on the ground, because the plates that make up the airframe have to expand so much when the thing is flying at altitude at its cruise speed.
The operating manual for this very expensive "national asset" has been released and I am sure that all you budding Cold Warriors out there will want to rush out and learn how to fly one of these.
The manual is at
http://www.sr-71.org/blackbird/manual/
One page of the "description section" is included here in case the online manual should disappear one day.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lockheed_SR-71_Blackbird
For a more eclectic description, see
http://www.voodoo-world.cz/sr71/sr71.html
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Original Treatment for Star Wars
It goes without saying that one of the central philosophical questions that our society must address is to what extent did George Lucas plan the Star Wars films from the beginning, or did he make it up as he went along ? At this point we must admit that the jury is out on this important, even critical, issue.
Submitted for your consideration is what is alleged to be an early treatment for the first Star Wars movie written by George Lucas in 1973.
As you can see, there are many differences between this treatment and the plotting of the first film, so at the very least we know the plot evolved tremendously from an initial treatment to the actual shooting script of the first (now called the fourth) Star Wars.
Submitted for your consideration is what is alleged to be an early treatment for the first Star Wars movie written by George Lucas in 1973.
As you can see, there are many differences between this treatment and the plotting of the first film, so at the very least we know the plot evolved tremendously from an initial treatment to the actual shooting script of the first (now called the fourth) Star Wars.
THE STAR WARS "THE STAR WARS" May, 1973 Story Synopsis BY GEORGE LUCAS A LUCASFILM LTD. FILM THE STAR WARS by George Lucas LUCASFILM LIMITED May, 1973 Deep Space. The eerie blue-green planet of Aquilae slowly drifts into view. A small speck, orbiting the planet, glints in the light of a near by star. Suddenly a sleek fighter-type spacecraft settles ominously into the foreground moving swiftly toward the orbiting speck. Two more fighters silently maneuver into battle formation behind the first and then three more craft glide into view. The orbiting speck is actually a gargantuan space fortress which dwarfs the approaching fighters. Fuel pods are jettisoned. The six fighters break off into a power dive attack on the huge fortress. Lazer bolts streak from the fighters creating small explosions on the complex surface of the fort. Return fire catches one of the fighters and it bursts into a million pieces. Another of the craft plows into a gun emplacement jutting from the fortress causing a hideous series of chain reaction explosions. The chaos of battle echoes through the vastness of space. It is the thirty-third century, a period of civil wars in the galaxy. A rebel princess, with her family, her retainers, and the clan treasure, is being pursued. If they can cross territory controlled by the Empire and reach a friendly planet, they will be saved. The Sovereign knows this, and posts a reward for the capture of the princess. She is being guarded by one of her generals, (Luke Skywalker) and it is he who leads her on the long and dangerous journey that follows. They take along with them two hundred pounds of the greatly treasured "aura spice", and also two Imperial bureaucrats, whom the general has captured. The two terrified, bickering bureaucrats crash land on Aquilae while trying to flee the battle of the space fortress. They accidently discover a small container of the priceless "aura spice" and are rummaging around the rocks pushing and pulling each other trying to find more when they are discovered by Luke Skywalker and taken to his camp. The princess and the general are disguised as farmers, and the bureaucrats join their party with the intention of stealing their "land speeder" and "aura spice". It doesn't take them too long to realize the general isn't a farmer and that they are captives about to embark on a dangerous mission. The two bureaucrats are essentially comic relief inserted among the general seriousness of the adventure. The small group in their sleek, white, two-man "land speeders" travel across the wastelands of Aquilae, headed for the space port city of Gordon, where they hope to get a spacecraft that will take them to the friendly planet of Ophuchi. At a desolate rest stop, the rebels are stopped and questioned by an Imperial patrol. Apparently satisfied, the captian lets the group continue on their way, but a short distance into the wilderness, they are attacked by the patrol. The Imperial patrol of twelve men is no match for the incredibly skilled and powerful general, who makes short work of the enemy. One of the two-man "speeders" is destroyed in the fight and the bureaucrats must ride on the back of the remaining one, which slows the group down considerably. They drive into a storm, run low on food and water, but eventually make it to the ruin of a religious temple. In the temple they discover a rebel band of ten boys (aged 15 to 18) who are planning an attack on one of the Imperial outposts. The boys laugh in anticipation of the blow they will strike the Empire in the name of the princess. They all stop laughing, but the laughing continues and they look around in consternation. Into the sanctuary ambles Skywalker, scratching himself, amused at the idealism of the youths. He barely glances at them. The contrast between the boy rebels with their terse nods, their meaningful glances, and Skywalker, a real general, a real man could not be greater. The boys plead to join the party to protect the princess, but the general refuses, and insists they all return to their homes. They say they have no place to go and begin to follow the party across the wasteland. One night the party is attacked by one of the large beasts that roam the plains, and is eventually killed by the boy rebels. The general reluctantly accepts the presence of the boys, and allows them to join the group. The general, one of the bureaucrats, and one of the boys, venture into a shabby cantina on the outskirts of the space port, looking for the rebel contact who will help them get a spacecraft. The murky little den is filled with a startling array of weird and erotic Aliens laughing and drinking at the bar. The bureaucrat and the boy are both terrified as the general orders two drinks and questions the bartender about the rebel contact man. A group of bullies begin to taunt and ridicule the boy. Skywalker attempts to avoid a confrontation, but worse comes to worse, and he is forced to fight. With a flash of light, his lazer sword is out. An are lies on the ground, one of the bullies lies double, slashed from chin to groin and Skywalker, with quiet dignity, replaces his sword in its sheath. The entire fight has lasted a matter of seconds. Skywalker, the princess, and their party make contact with the rebel underground, but not before an Imperial spy, who followed them from the cantina, reports their plans to the city governor. The rebels enter the space port to board a trader's ship, whose captain is friendly toward the rebels. The group doesn't realize until it is too late, that it is a trap. Guards pounce on them from everywhere. The princess, the bureaucrats, and the boys run for a ship while Skywalker holds off the guards. They narrowly escape in a stolen space fighter and lose themselves among the giant Imperial fleet looking for the rebels. The general orbits his ship further and further away from the planet, until he feels it is safe to head out into deep space toward Ophuchi. As he maneuvers to break out of orbit, a patrol craft hails the ship and requests to board and search her. Skywalker trys to discourage them, but the patrol becomes suspicious. Skywalker makes a run for it and the patrol craft fires on them. The rebels return the fire and destroy the patrol craft. The stolen Imperial ship races toward the safety of deep space as twelve fighter craft converge on the destroyed patrol and give chase. A raging air-to-air battle and chase begins which continues halfway across the galaxy. The rebel boys shoot down many Imperial ships under the harsh and uncompromising instructions of the general. A few of the boys are angered at his cold and relentless directions, although they grow to respect him when they begin to see the results of his training. Their ship is hit several times and begins to break up, causing them to slow down. They maneuver the crippled fighter to an asteroid in an attempt to hide from their pursuers. The trick works, but as they resume their trek across the galaxy, the ship is rocked by a series of explosions and plummets toward the forbidden planet of Yavin. Everyone jettisons safely away from the doomed craft before it explodes, and using rocket pack, slowly drift to the foreboding surface. The general, the princess, the two bureaucrats with the "aura spice", and one of the rebel boys regroup and set up camp. When only one other boy shows up, the group decides to split up. The general, princess, and bureaucrats head for what appears to be a city, while the two boys go off looking for their comrades. They are watched by a giant furry Alien, who quietly disappears into the foliage. Skywalker and his party race along a narrow pathway riding "jet-sticks" fashioned from their rescue packs. They round a bend and see the way is blocked by three or four Aliens, riding large bird-like creatures. The general instantly changes direction on to a side path, the others follow close behind, chased by the Aliens. Skywalker drops behind the others and begins shooting at the Aliens with his lazer gun. The Aliens sling a dart-like object at Skywalker as they rush along the road. The general kills the last Alien just as he reaches the gate to the Alien camp. Skywalker cannot curb his "jet-stick" in time and the momentum carries him directly into the enemies' hands. The group is surrounded by Aliens. Skywalker jumps off his "jet-stick" and takes a defense stance. The Aliens give him room. They seem puzzled by these intruders and jabber to themselves. Two leaders carry on a heated argument. Finally one storms off in disgust and the other summons a guard who steps forward with a large spear in his hand. Skywalker and the Alien stand surveying each other. The Alien makes a lunge, the general counters, and the fight begins. A desperate fight ensues, but eventually Skywalker wins by cutting the Alien in half with his lazer sword. At this, all the Aliens worked into a frenzy mob, carry the general off and throw him over a thousand foot crevasse into a boiling lake. The general's sure death, terrifies the bureaucrats and moves the princess. The Aliens lead them to a small hut where they are imprisoned. Unknown to everyone, the general grabs an overhanging vine on his descent and swings to safety. He starts back to rescue the others when he encounters an Alien. Skywalker starts to attack, but the Alien drops to the ground jabbering and carrying on. The general recognizes the Alien as the one who argued with the leader, who ordered his death. The general trys to communicate with the Alien, but all he can make out is that the creature worships him and wants to take him some place urgently. The Alien leads Skywalker to a clearing where a platoon of the Imperial guard is lounging, obviously waiting for someone or something. The general jumps undercover as a herd of Aliens arrive with the princess and bureaucrats in tow. A trade is made and the platoon leaves in a "speed tank" with the three captives. The general tries to follow, but is unable to keep up. The Alien leads Skywalker to a small farm where he discovers the boy rebels are waiting for him. The farm is owned by a cantankerous old farmer who is married to an Alien. He tells the group that he hates the Empire and shows them the location of an outpost where they might have taken the princess. The general and his army of youthful warriors plan an attack on the small Imperial outpost. They use surprise and the general's rigorous training to overcome the enemy and capture the outpost. they discover the princess has been taken to Alderaan, the capitol of the Empire. They make plans to rescue the princess from right under the nose of the Emperor. The only craft at the outpost capable of intergalactic travel is a squadron of one-man devil fighters, which the general trains the kids to use. When they feel they are ready, they strike out toward the center of the galaxy and the heart of the Empire. Disguised as Imperial rangers, the small armada flies right through the gates of the impressive city-planet of Alderaan and stops at the prison complex. After overcoming a series of difficult barriers and traps they find the princess and free her. An alarm sounds. The rebels are forced to fight their way out of the prison with "multiple lazer guns" and swords. A few of the boys are killed, but most of them make it to their spacecraft followed by Skywalker and the princess. They break through a ring of Imperial ships attempting to stop them and escape into deep space. The princess' arrival on Ophuchi is celebrated by a huge parade, honoring the general and his small band. The princess' uncle, ruler of Ophuchi, rewards the bureaucrats, who for the first time see the princess revealed as her true goddess-like self. The general commissions the "boy rebels" into the princess' special guard. After the ceremony is over, and the festivities have ended, the drunken bureaucrats stagger down an empty street arm in arm realizing that they have been adventuring with demigods. THE END ? MAY 25, 1973
Why Can't the British Teach Their Children How To Speak
Check out this attempt to do 21 accents in English.
I notice that as she gets closer to accents I know well, I get more critical. Thus Brooklynese and one of her Southern accents don't seem right to me, although they are not bad.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=3UgpfSp2t6k
I notice that as she gets closer to accents I know well, I get more critical. Thus Brooklynese and one of her Southern accents don't seem right to me, although they are not bad.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=3UgpfSp2t6k
Unemployment in VFX & Computer Animation, Part 1
This is the first post in a very complicated topic, the issue of employment and unemployment in the fields of computer animation & visual effects production. For those of my friends who live and work in the beautiful and rarefied air of academia or the "fine" arts, there has been a major retrenchment of visual effects and (possibly) computer animation production in California and Los Angeles. A tremendous amount of work has moved overseas and those companies that remain are seemingly expanding only in that they expand their overseas divisions. But how much of this true, what the numbers are, what the reasons and causes are, and what is to be done about it, all these things are somewhat vague. But if you can accept for a moment that hard numbers are, well, hard to come by, there are some things we can say with reasonable certainty.
1. A tremendous amount of high end visual effects work has moved overseas. That is indisputable. There are in my estimation roughly 10 or so major players in high-end visual effects in the top tier, then perhaps another 50 or so middle-tier companies, and finally hundreds of rather small companies (which of course come and go with a depressing regularity). A review of the Cinefex online database of upcoming visual effects films (which requires a bit of interpretation to distinguish which vendor received $20M in work from those that received $20K in work) shows projects being awarded to WETA (New Zealand), Double Negative (London), MPC (London), Cinesite (London), ILM (SF), SONY Imageworks (LA), R&H (LA), and Digital Domain (LA).
2. It is alledged that tax subsidies of New Zealand, Canada and the United Kingdom (all Commonwealth countries) is the cause of a tremendous amount of work being awarded to these countries. That is certainly true in the case of Canada, it may also be true in the other two cases, but there are other factors at work. What is clear is that for a variety of reasons these governments have chosen to support these industries in their various countries and that this strategy has certainly worked, whether or not it has been the only cause of their success is debatable.
3. It is not clear whether the State of California and the US Government has been merely indifferent to the loss of work and jobs to overseas, or whether they actively support that move. Why would they support the loss of jobs and revenues ? Because they know where their real money comes from, and that is from the major studios, not from the visual effects companies or income taxes. The studios make money in many ways, but in broad strokes they make money by making entertaining movies, keeping their costs of production and labor down, and licensing their intellectual property. Obviously moving production to countries that lower their costs of production in straightforward ways (as Canada certainly does) is desirable to them. But I am not sure the studios actually work with politicians to support these policies, it seems to be the dominant and bipartisan goal of Washington at least to do anything necessary to impoverish the American worker and the VFX industry is just a tiny part of their very successful policies to do this.
4. It is also alledged that a tremendous amount of work goes to India. Certainly many of these companies have divisions in India. R&H was the first to set up an Indian subsidiary, Sony Imageworks certainly has one, and the "dimensionalization" companies are in many cases Indian-owned. Although India is part of this phenomena that we are discussing here, it is less clear how much high end work goes to India, and how much of this is straightforward compositing and wire removal.
However, the above issues are just the first part of the story and there is much more to say. What is the role of the VES (visual effects society). To what extent is the unemployment due to a glut of workers ? To what extent do these workers have unrealistic expectations ? How has "animation" been affected in contrast to "visual effects" now that both of these industries have wiped out their "traditional" colleagues and have gone entirely digital (in other words, is this unemployment nothing more than justice for evil done in the past )?
More in Part 2.
1. A tremendous amount of high end visual effects work has moved overseas. That is indisputable. There are in my estimation roughly 10 or so major players in high-end visual effects in the top tier, then perhaps another 50 or so middle-tier companies, and finally hundreds of rather small companies (which of course come and go with a depressing regularity). A review of the Cinefex online database of upcoming visual effects films (which requires a bit of interpretation to distinguish which vendor received $20M in work from those that received $20K in work) shows projects being awarded to WETA (New Zealand), Double Negative (London), MPC (London), Cinesite (London), ILM (SF), SONY Imageworks (LA), R&H (LA), and Digital Domain (LA).
2. It is alledged that tax subsidies of New Zealand, Canada and the United Kingdom (all Commonwealth countries) is the cause of a tremendous amount of work being awarded to these countries. That is certainly true in the case of Canada, it may also be true in the other two cases, but there are other factors at work. What is clear is that for a variety of reasons these governments have chosen to support these industries in their various countries and that this strategy has certainly worked, whether or not it has been the only cause of their success is debatable.
3. It is not clear whether the State of California and the US Government has been merely indifferent to the loss of work and jobs to overseas, or whether they actively support that move. Why would they support the loss of jobs and revenues ? Because they know where their real money comes from, and that is from the major studios, not from the visual effects companies or income taxes. The studios make money in many ways, but in broad strokes they make money by making entertaining movies, keeping their costs of production and labor down, and licensing their intellectual property. Obviously moving production to countries that lower their costs of production in straightforward ways (as Canada certainly does) is desirable to them. But I am not sure the studios actually work with politicians to support these policies, it seems to be the dominant and bipartisan goal of Washington at least to do anything necessary to impoverish the American worker and the VFX industry is just a tiny part of their very successful policies to do this.
4. It is also alledged that a tremendous amount of work goes to India. Certainly many of these companies have divisions in India. R&H was the first to set up an Indian subsidiary, Sony Imageworks certainly has one, and the "dimensionalization" companies are in many cases Indian-owned. Although India is part of this phenomena that we are discussing here, it is less clear how much high end work goes to India, and how much of this is straightforward compositing and wire removal.
However, the above issues are just the first part of the story and there is much more to say. What is the role of the VES (visual effects society). To what extent is the unemployment due to a glut of workers ? To what extent do these workers have unrealistic expectations ? How has "animation" been affected in contrast to "visual effects" now that both of these industries have wiped out their "traditional" colleagues and have gone entirely digital (in other words, is this unemployment nothing more than justice for evil done in the past )?
More in Part 2.
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Tom Brigham on a 4th of July Long Ago
In the spirit of the recent 4th of July, here is a picture of Tom Brigham on a 4th of July many years ago. We are on the Brooklyn Bridge waiting to see the fireworks. The lady behind Tom is his talented German artist girlfriend of the time, smoking, as always. Among other talents and achievements, Tom is noted for being a pioneer of computer animation, an alumnus of the NYIT computer graphics lab, and the inventor of "morphing" for which he received a technical academy award. But I was particularly impressed with a capacitor he had in his Tribeca apartment many years ago which he was using for his audio research. Most capacitors are measured in microfarads (e.g. a millionth of a farad) and Tom was showing me how long he could run his stereo entirely off the power from this one capacitor, which was, I think, well over 10 farads. Now that is a capacitor. I am proud to be one of several people to call Tom on the morning of Septermber 11th to tell him to get the hell out of his apartment which was and is located in trendy Tribeca. You get extra credit if you know what Tribeca stands for.
Natalie Jeremijenko Being Photographed in NY
I shared an office with Natalie Jeremijenko for almost a year at NYU when I was hanging out at Ken Perlin's lab while Ken was on sabbatical.
She was being photographed that day for some article being written about her in some prestigious magazine, and this is a picture of her with the photographer.
She was being photographed that day for some article being written about her in some prestigious magazine, and this is a picture of her with the photographer.
Friday, July 6, 2012
Photo-Realism and Nausea
Of all the phrases that made me sick to my stomach, a client asking for "photorealism" was one of the most potent nausea producers. Why ? Because photo realism is a style of painting, and not particularly applicable to a judgment about whether an image looks real or not. An image looks real (when created with artificial means, e.g. crayons, computers, spit, etc) when it is art directed and integrated into its medium to look real, not because of any inherent "photo realism".
Here is one of my favorite images made with Photorealistic Renderman, hopefully it does not look even the least bit "photoreal" to you.
Here is one of my favorite images made with Photorealistic Renderman, hopefully it does not look even the least bit "photoreal" to you.
Obituary from The Loved One by Evelyn Waugh
As the first in a continuing series of important, entertaining and/or significant obituaries, consider the following from The Loved One by Evelyn Waugh.
They told me Francis Hinsley, they told me you were hung
With red protruding eye-balls, and black protruding tongue
I wept when I recalled how often you and I
Had laughed about Los Angeles and now 'tis here you'll lie;
Here pickled in formaldehyde and painted like a whore,
Shrimp-pink, incorruptible, not lost nor gone before.
http://www.amazon.com/The-Loved-One-Evelyn-Waugh/dp/0316926086
This is a very short novel, and if you click on "search inside" on amazon.com, you can read parts of it online. This book is arguably the best written short novel I have ever read. But you have to read it all the way to the end to see why. Online, in parts, you can get only a certain distance.
They told me Francis Hinsley, they told me you were hung
With red protruding eye-balls, and black protruding tongue
I wept when I recalled how often you and I
Had laughed about Los Angeles and now 'tis here you'll lie;
Here pickled in formaldehyde and painted like a whore,
Shrimp-pink, incorruptible, not lost nor gone before.
http://www.amazon.com/The-Loved-One-Evelyn-Waugh/dp/0316926086
This is a very short novel, and if you click on "search inside" on amazon.com, you can read parts of it online. This book is arguably the best written short novel I have ever read. But you have to read it all the way to the end to see why. Online, in parts, you can get only a certain distance.
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Photoshop, What Planet are you From ?
One more time, I tried to do a picture in photoshop and found it completely unusable. I wonder what planet it is from? Whatever planet it is, I am not from there. I realize that there are billions and billions of biped mammals who love photoshop, but I am not one of them. Badly documented, badly designed, does the wrong things, has the wrong defaults, it goes on and on. Also one of the most successful programs in the history of computing. Oh well, its too bad. I will probably write my own paint program just so I can have something to use that makes sense.
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