Monday, November 22, 2010

The Art of Words

I can't say enough how much I love words. I s'pose that's pretty obvious because I blog, but still...you can do amazing things with them.


Or using a mix of kinetic typography and images to bring something influential to a new dimension of awe-inspiring. This version of the Gettysburg Address left me speechless.

And I'm adding kinetic typography to my list of things I'll play around with someday when I have boatloads of time.

~"No one means all he says, and yet very few say all they mean, for words are slippery and thought is viscous. [-Henry Brooks Adams]~

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

This is one of my favorite parts about blogging - friends sharing things I've never heard of before and thinking "Mylanta - why haven't I heard of this before?" :D

Michelle said...

I thought of you right away with this, actually, and wondered if you'd be able to use this for your students at some point. If you do, I would love to hear about it!

Anonymous said...

Absolutely! I'll definitely let you know. :D

I read this today, and thought it could be a part of the same conversation:

The Ear is an Organ Made for Love
by E. Ethelbert Miller

(for Me-K)

It was the language that left us first.
The Great Migration of words. When people
spoke they punched each other in the mouth.
There was no vocabulary for love. Women
became masculine and could no longer give
birth to warmth or a simple caress with their
lips. Tongues were overweight from profanity
and the taste of nastiness. It settled over cities
like fog smothering everything in sight. My
ears begged for camouflage and the chance
to go to war. Everywhere was the decay of
how we sound. Someone said it reminded
them of the time Sonny Rollins disappeared.
People spread stories of how the air would
never be the same or forgive. It was the end
of civilization and nowhere could one hear
the first notes of A Love Supreme. It was as
if John Coltrane had never been born.