Little known fact: This is about how I hear all lyrics, all the time. For some reason, my brain doesn't process singing easily--I hear every instrument, every melody, every beat, but the lyrics just blend together and become another wordless sound.
Perhaps my training as a musician has something to do with it...? Or perhaps I'm just weird. ; )
(Eight McGraw-Hill security guards came and went while he was stranded there; nobody seems to have noticed him on the monitor.)
From The New Yorker article by Nick Paumgarten :
The longest smoke break of Nicholas White’s life began at around eleven o’clock on a Friday night in October, 1999. White, a thirty-four-year-old production manager at Business Week, working late on a special supplement, had just watched the Braves beat the Mets on a television in the office pantry. Now he wanted a cigarette. He told a colleague he’d be right back and, leaving behind his jacket, headed downstairs.
The magazine’s offices were on the forty-third floor of the McGraw-Hill Building, an unadorned tower added to Rockefeller Center in 1972. When White finished his cigarette, he returned to the lobby and, waved along by a janitor buffing the terrazzo floors, got into Car No. 30 and pressed the button marked 43. The car accelerated. It was an express elevator, with no stops below the thirty-ninth floor, and the building was deserted. But after a moment White felt a jolt. The lights went out and immediately flashed on again. And then the elevator stopped.
This was my project last week--turning a line drawing into a digital painting. The painting process was done here and there over the course of three days. I inked the drawing by hand, then scanned it in and completed the job using photoshop elements. The video took another day or two. Fast to make, and fun. Hope you enjoy it:
Update:
Here are some still shots of the piece in progress.
