Naree & Mihyung's

A Greater Food Chain?

And that is how this food chain ends sadly
By Doerner and Lee

Exercise seven: Ofelia & Jeyson

Exercise seven: Ofelia & Jeyson

Photoshop Tennis

By Eric & Syd

ELIZABETH & SIVA PHOTOSHOP TENNIS

Three Great Sites

One, from Erik, related to Exercise Seven:

www.designologue.com

Another, about the pitfalls of Powerpoint:

http://www.edwardtufte.com/bboard/q-and-a-fetch-msg?msg_id=0001yB&topic_id=1

And lastly, a conceptual piece that diagrams the interactions of life:

http://www.clemenskogler.net/grandcontent

Receipts #9 and #10

9:


I woke up on my living room floor, alone, my mouth tasting like the inside of a gristmill. Some sort of grain... rice? Wheat? Dry as hell. Need water. Some sort of rave going on inside my head... is it the left side? No... the right? Ahhh... yes. That little pain alarm, those damn nerve impulses. Is it fractured? No... but I know whatever hit me must've burst some blood vessels. The right side of my head is beginning to swell... I need some ice. Something cold, something to stop that swelling. What is it, raw steak they use? Can I even afford steak? Where's my money? I know I had at least 30 bucks somewhere. When did I get paid?

I stumble through the dark, past my coffee table into the kitchen, fumbling for the light switch as I run by. The ping-ping-ping of the fluorescent light above my head subsides as a steady buzz fades in. It takes a split-second before my eyes are assaulted by an army of aggravated photons. I almost fall back, pulling my arms up over my eyes. The sun isn't this bright. Great. Contusion AND light sensitivity. I must've been rocked pretty hard.

Shaking the white out of my eyes, I let myself focus on the countertop. There's a grey plastic bag resting on the corner. The realization of my prior shopping trip zips into my head like a bullet... but I'm only getting empty chamber clicks as I try and recall what it was I bought. "Only one way to find out," I say out loud as I reach for the bag. (I've got to find someone or something to live with; this talking to myself is just weird)

Pears? 4 pears? Why 4? Why any at all? I hardly eat fruit. Still I reach in and pull one out. It's never to late to start eating healthy. And as I bite through the mottled skin into the grainy flesh, the sweet juice irrigates my parched palate.

I manage to find the receipt wedged under the pears. Taking another bite of the fruit in my hand, I pore over the list of items... Crackers! No wonder I'm so thirsty. The light from the kitchen reveals an open pack of Saltines on the floor of my living room, not far from where I woke up. My eyes drift over to the next item in the list, and I almost smack my bruised forehead before I realize it's probably best not to aggravate my shook-up brain any further. Toy cars? What the hell? Why do I buy these things? Why did I get 4? My eyes drift up to a guilty-looking, slightly squished plastic toy race car pushed up against the wall. Goddamnit, I need to stop leaving things like that just lying around. As I walk over to the culprit-soon-to-be-victim, I nearly step on its twin, but quickly dodge it, only to narrowly miss stepping on the third miniature wheeled hellspawn. Why am I wasting what little money I have on such ridiculous things? I pull the receipt back up to my face to pore over what other stupid items I've bought.

But nothing else is too frivolous. Rice, that's a staple. Goes with anything... even if I did buy two kinds. I'm sure they'll last me a while. Running down the list past the pears, I get to two packs of mint tea. Mint tea? "Hmm, that would probably help muffle my throbbing head injury," I say in an overly sarcastic tone to no one in particular. I add a hint of venom to the last three words, so maybe the stupid car will hear and know better not to mess with me next time. A gurgly, throaty wail echoes through the apartment. I can only think, What the hell? as it slowly gains in volume and pitch. It takes a couple seconds of the now piercing shriek for my muddled brain to realize it's my teakettle in the kitchen. At least I got one useful thing done before I was knocked out cold. I chuckle to myself as I turn around and head back towards the light, the sound and the prospect of a soothing warm cup of minty goodness.

Did I buy anything else? I look down at the receipt and see the total. 24.28. Great. And I bought 4 of those goddamn cars for 7 bucks a pop. Wait... that alone is... 28 dollars. How does that even add up? No! My brain's too shook for math right now. I glance at the bottom of the receipt and see the familiar phrase I see everytime I go to the same supermarket. THANK YOU, it says, AND GOODBYE. What a polite receipt. "You're welcome," I say, as my right foot suddenly hits something sharp and painful, then flails out in front of me as though I were on an ice rink with dull skates.

The fourth car. My view tilts back like some sort of Blair Witch Project camera pan, and I see the ceiling clearly, and I squint my eyes, instinctively tightening my muscles, bracing, the coffee table whizzes past my head and into my line of sight, like a beacon warning of the pain I'm about to feel yet again.

Right then, all I can think is, this is the last time I go impulse shopping.

THIN CRACKERS              0.54
TOY CARS                   6.99
TOY CARS                   6.99
TOY CARS                   6.99
TOY CARS                   6.99
BASMATI RICE               1.79
THAI JASMIN RICE           1.79
PEARS                      1.15
PEARS                      1.15
PEARS                      1.15
PEARS                      1.15
MINT TEA                   0.79
MINT TEA                   0.79
                  -------------
                    TOTAL 24.28
         ATM

TOTAL           EUR       24.28

*THANK YOU AND GOODBYE*

Great site

very cool. . . a hyperlink world the way it was meant to be. this relates very much to tufte's critique of powerpoint - web interfaces as they currently exist inhibit natural connections and create false hierarchies.

Cottage trip packing...

Receipt #4

Ahh nothing like the summer to come rolling around right now, Perfect for in fact a cottage trip with my buddies. Well let’s see what Josie bought for the trip to the cottage. I do remember that I have to replace and change a couple things, so I wonder if she remembered to by anything useful besides food.

Ok time to start packing away the supplies let’s see what we have here, toilet cleaner and 3-ply toilet paper? Umm well I guess the cottage does need restocking and cleaning I guess. Ah tooth paste and lots of it, I’ll have to half guess and assume that some are for home and some are for the cottage.Dishwashing liquid, home for sure no dishwasher at the cottage let alone have enough water to even put a dishwasher anyways.

Wow Josie bought so much food for the cottage, let’s see what she has, Caribbean rice and chicken curry spread, oh that would be fantastic to make, nice and warm for the cold nights up there. Spaghetti of course, when I bring my famous tomato meat sauce my friends will love it for sure!

Grenadine syrup, schw ham, multivitnek light, shallot? What’s all this? Maybe one of Josie’s crazy foods experiments, odd use of food but somehow it always turns out tasting great.

Ok~, I must say she got a lot of Gouda cheese, four packs of them?! Rice crackers, salted, oh so that’s why she bought Gouda cheese. Wow and a lot of white bread, I guess the bread is for breakfast for making toast, and that of coure is where the butter comes in- what no butter? Oh must have ran out at the market, oh well margarine will have to do. Oh I didn’t notice the strawberry syrup, that’ll be even better for the morning toast. Ah yes and coffee, she’s such a sweet heart remembering that I need my morning cup of java to wake me up. And of course can’t forget the cream and sugar of course, thank goodness she bought some, I’d go crazy if I had drink coffee just black

Drinks, may I say to myself this is the most orange juice and drinks ill ever see in front of me ever. And of course as always, like a mind reader, she buys coke too.

Boy, brown beans and German liverwurst sounds good over the camp fire for sure, that’s going to be pretty tasty as a good camp fire type food.

Then we got fruits, hmm let’s see we got ourselves some pineapple and bananas, well looks like I’ll have to buy more fruits on the way there.

And now there are the meats, meat salad? That’s something new; I wonder what it’ll taste like. Cooked meatloaf, yeah I guess making meatloaf from scratch is a bit too much work for me or Josie to whip up. White pepper for the meat, I guess that’s a something I’ll have to get use to. Onions and spring onion, can’t go wrong with that, always adds flavor to meat and everything else. Oh sunflower oil that’ll be good for cooking.

Last but not least is, uh cigarettes? Well I guess she understands how much pressure I have at work so I guess nagging me constantly to quit smoking is only making both our lives difficult. Maybe I should quit smoking or I guess I can give the pack to a friend of mine who smokes.

Well that looks like everything, and incredibly it all packed away nicely into the cooler. Cottage country here we come!!

Receipt 9/10

My grandmother was always in her garden, drinking her mint tea. It is her routine. Every weekend, in our garden, we grew many fruits and vegetables you could name. People who passing by our wooden fence always pick the pears from the branch that cast shadow on the street. My favorite meal was dinner. My grandmother always cooks jasmine rice with a dish I like. We ate just ordinary country food, what we grew in our garden. It is our routine. My little brother who too little to help around the house but he seems to enjoy himself with his toy cars mother bought for him last week. My grandmother always tells me that herself or mother will not be around to protect us forever. So, as a big sister, I should always be dominant and protective. Many years gone by, I’ve grown up and seem to forget most about my childhood. But every time I smell the essence of the mint tea, I pictured my grandmother in her garden, drinking the mint tea and smiled back at me.



The first day of school was always tough for all children. I remembered crying on the first day of school until grade6. School wasn’t my favorite place to be. As I was a new student walking down the aisle. I tried not to show my emotions or make any eyes contact with other kids. All I hear was a sound of a thin crackers crunching and people chatting. I tried hard not to draw attention but as I accidentally stepped on a rotten pear on the floor and slides across the aisle.---------A dead silence, then a big laugh. What do you do in this situation? I think to myself, this cannot be worst than it is. So I hold my breath deeply and got up on my feet, shows no emotion. As a cold fish. Who cares!



A little party everyone? It was Halloween and one of my best friend birthday, so I decided to dress up and had a little party with friends. Everyone asked to bring something to the table….
Jasmine brought a roast chicken
Marcus brought some beers
Cindy brought soups
Paul brought a biscuits
Rose brought lemon, orange, pear juice and some pops
Others who turned up with nothing will have to add to the share by adding to the deposit money.
A couple of friends and I have prepared a cake for the birthday girl. But none of us know how to bake a cake. We tried to follow instructions carefully. We added some whipped cream and waffle cones. The cake turned out bad, no one dare to try it. In the end, we have to use deposit money to buy a cake from a pastry shop! No Surprise!



The weather was bad in the wintertime. Snow and big ice and when the creeks froze over, you could skate on them. When I was young, for Christmas, we didn’t have many toys, but we had plenty of food. Mother always seen we had a hot dog with mustard and all kinds of cakes and breads, biscuits, juices, milkshakes and all that stuff. We always had plenty of food. We always had a Christmas tree where we put handmade stuff on there. We had our own decorations. We had our own tradition. It was the first and best Christmas for me as I can remember.

Exercise Seven: Photoshop Tennis

In this Exercise, which will be completed entirely in-class, you will be working with a partner to create a collaborative series of images that will form a narrative.

Choose a partner. Your partner must be someone who wasn't in your group for Project One. Ideally, at least one of you will be reasonably skilled in Photoshop.

Create a new .psd file in Photoshop with the following characteristics: 1024 x 768 pixels, 72 pixels/inch resolution, RGB 8 bit colour mode. This is the template for your images. Save this .psd file to a folder in Temporary Storage using Lastname1_Lastname2, ie Disbrow_Jackson.psd in the folder Disbrow_Jackson.

Now, using

www.flickr.com

, mine the web for content. Note that you should only use images that use an appropriate form of Creative Commons licence. Please read

http://creativecommons.org/about/licenses/meet-the-licenses

before proceeding. The restrictions placed on flickr images can be found at the bottom right of the page, under the heading Additional Information.

Select one partner to start the narrative by building the first "frame." Add flickr content and modify it using the Photoshop tools. Use your own aesthetic sensibility. Without prescribing a narrative, keep an eye on the narrative that is emerging. Make it personal! You may add text, but use it sparingly. While this is occuring, the other partner can be searching flickr for their own content.

At my instruction, you will transfer the file to your partner. Follow these instructions carefully.

Save your .psd file.

Now, select Save-as, select JPEG as your filetype, uncheck the Layers box, and change the name to Lastname1_Lastname2_FrameNumber, ie Disbrow_Jackson_1.jpg. In this way, you'll end up with a .jpg "snapshot" of your .psd file at the moment of transfer. Please ask Fei and I for help if this is at all confusing.

The second partner should now open the .psd file and personalize it with their own images and text to express their own aesthetic and story. Don’t completely erase your partner’s work - that ruins the game and destroys the emerging narrative. Whenever possible, use layers to separate the elements in your .psd file. This will give both of you far greater flexibility in re-working your creation. Again, at my instruction, follow the saving process listed above.

Continue trading the file back and forth, progressively adding to the narrative until the "tennis match" is over and you have a narrative that is 6 images long. Take a moment to ensure that all your files are in order, and to post the six .jpeg images in order to the blog in a single post. The entire exercise will take just over an hour.

Guests!!

Receipt #4

At home:
What?! What time is it? Is it really almost three?! I can’t believe I took that nap, when I knew some of my wife’s friends will be here soon! What am I going to do? I know the corner store. I’m sure they’ll have some things like snacks and such.

At the store:
(Panting) Ok I got to really lay off on the junk food. Hmm there got to be something around here, ah ha! Cocktail sausages, perfect! Better get some other things to so I don’t look like I didn’t care. Ah fruit cake, cashew nuts, gingerbread…hmm what would taste good, hazelnut spread! Yeah that’ll be good! Crab salad sounds good along with cream cheese good thing I have a fresh box of crackers at home. I’ll toss in some nutmeg, who knows maybe Ashley will find a use in it. Oh now I remember, what she said when she left, to get some of that Markus Gold and Froma D’or stuff, I’m not going ask her that that stuff is. Oh and coffee of course need new coffee filters, some sugar cubes for the coffee. Ok looks like it’s everything I need, oh right egg waffles for breakfast, and a couple packs of the flower lover stuff for her flowers, four packs will be enough. Wow this is a lot of groceries; maybe I’ll reward myself with two coffee crisps and some party marshmallows to save later on. Oh jeez look at the time, I hope I can whip up these snack before her girlfriends get home!!

exercise 3 & 4

#3
[ not a real situation and not a story about me :P ]



Oh... god..
My mom is sick today..
So she sent me a trip to a convenient store to replace her for today. But she didn't tell me anything about how to cook or what to cook so.. i was kind of wondering around what to buy in the store....
I first picked up two spaghetti noodles and a coke..then i realized maybe my family would like to eat chicken curry spread with brown beans mixed together. So i grabbed 4 beans.
I turned the corner of that shelve and i found the toilet clean which is 3 layered.. Wow!! that toilet tissue would be great for my youngest sister!!! because she is 10 years old who has very soft skin. And then the next shelve i found the dishwashing liquid! which is perfect for ma mom!! so i grab two of them too.
umm hmm umm

drrrrrr!!!

my daddy is calling me. i say hello? then he suddenly tells me to buy margarine for his breakfast tomorrow. He said there's no margarine left. I grabbed two. In case if my mom gets sick again.. -_-.. wait a second!!! if he wants margarine he must need a pack of breads too! to spread the margarine. so i bought ingredients that he needs for breakfast- white bread, meat salad, white pepper, gouda cheese, cooked meatloaf, german lliverwurst, schw.ham, bananas, and coffee. Woow..... are these too much for his breakfast? hahah i don't think so..
haha... okay then some other stuff for my mom too.
I went to buy sunflower oil(to eat with pineapple, because she has allergy to row pineapples) , orange juice, which i heart it is good for person who got cold), rice crackers salted, and onions which is good for preventing getting a cold. Oh there's a spring onions too!! well i shell try this for my own good. Oh and this strawb.syrup too!!

Yes Yes and i realized that i need a new toothpaste too. Oh but this is on sale! well then i will buy 3 toothpastes for my family!

I came out of the store. But i realize i have way too much stuff to carry home. So i called my dad to pick me up..
What? he's at work? god....

SO.. what.. i carried a heck lot of things from the store.. all the way down to my home..
it took me about 3 hours to get home -_-......

But i don't regret at all! because the coast came out to be pretty cheap! which was only $70.04!


I showed my mom what i have bought. But i don't know why... -_- she got angry at me and got more sick -_-....
She said even if the price is cheap never buy lots of stuff at once...
because there's no space to store all these things...
haha.. but i was careful and conscious -_-..!!!


#4

Today is the Valentine's day~ huray~~~
This is for my baby >3<~

First puts some pepper and nutmeg in to the boiling chocolate crispy.
Then mix sugar cubes, granulated(?) fruit cake, cashew nuts, egg waffles, and cocktail sausages.
I'm sure this will taste wonderful :D!!
Next step, I crushed everything I just have made and well mix them..
I filter them in the coffee filter four times.
put the liquid in the shapes of star and heart and put the finished work in the refrigerator.
Then, decorate the frozen chocolate mixed with various ingredients with gingerbread.
Finally put a lot of flower lover!!!


I met him in the evening.
He was very surprised to receive my heart...>3<
But the next day... I don't know why... but he disappeared. -_-...
where are you? Din't you like my present? hellow~~~

receipts 5 & 6

every year
on the valentine's day,
miss Fatty bought herself
a box of schogetten chocolate, chocolate raisins, and smarties
and pretend that she got it from her boyfriend......
after several years passed, she became obese and she became melancholy.
so she made up her mind that she is going to eat
only ritter sport mini bar, fruit yogurt, and fruit juices.
this menu made her shaped body and
she now have a boyfriend who will give her chocolate on valentine's day...



john's mother gave him $100 to deposit.
on the way to the bank, john saw a coke vending machine and
suddenly, he wanted to drink a coke.
so he spent the money that mother gave him to deposit.
when he put money in the vending machine, and pushed
'coke' button, fink beer came out.
john got mad and he put the money again, again, and again till
he got the drink that he want, but the coke never came out and
he spent all the money which his mother gave him.
when john arrived home and told the story , his mother grounded him
for 968405409849 months...........

12.04.2006
ahhhhhh! It’s freezing if it weren’t so windy I would’ve actually enjoyed this brutal weather living by the lake surrounded with tall buildings I suppose there’s no way the winds will give it a rest….. why isn’t she pooping I want to go inside.

ring ring~ sis? Huh? What? Okay…..
i don’t want to go to Rabba…..
crunch crunch....walking to Rabba….
i don’t want to go to Rabba….
crunch crunch….walking to Rabba....

why can’t Na-bi eat dog food it won’t hurt her …. at least they get along...too bad she can’t come outside…oh! my dog’s waiting in the cold got to hurry…oooooh this is heavy…good thing I live near by....hmmm right right what’s deposit money return….whatever I saved 2.75…hee hee

crunch crunch…walking home…whoa! slip! ouch!......damn

3am
(shopping at Sobey’s)
It’s so quiet…hmmm I’ve only got 20 bucks on me....better buy only the important things.

need the wrapping paper
ewww all ugly oh well
mmmm 2*coffee
hmmm 2*orange juice
mmmm 2*salted rice crackers
hmm margarine
garden gloves
eggs
muesli
mmmmmmm mmmm mm mmmmm cookies
mmmmm macaroni
mmmmmmm buttermilk dessert
mmmmmmmmm buttermilk dessert
mmmmmmm buttermilk dessert
mmmmmm buttermilk dessert
STOP!
whew! I almost went for another one
Hee hee that should do
$14.23?
should I have got another buttermilk dessert? hmm...too far.

Pete, the Crazy Cat

Pete, the Cat

"Oh... not again!!" Pete did it again. He tore all the garbage bags that I left on the shelf for today's pickup. Pete is my only friend whom I live with. He has such long sharp nails; indeed, he’s a cat. On the way to the supermarket to grab some garbage bags, memories of last summer suddenly came up in my mind .That was when I found Pete.

It was a breezy summer night. I was coming home from my friend Susie’s place, carrying a handful of food she gave me: Ritter Sport Mini, Wavy Crisps Salted , Candy & Crème, and Mini Coconut. The reason why she gave them away was because she decided to go on a diet. What a nice friend; to go on a diet, she ruined my diet.

When I just turned around the corner, there it was; two bright yellow lights hanging nowhere in the air but staring at me as if to regulate the traffic on sidewalk. Well, in fact, it did “regulate” me. I freaked out, “What the @#$!%$!%!@?” Thank god. It didn’t understand a word I said.

I pitied the homeless cat so I took him home and gave him some 2% milk. He seemed to be starving so I went out to get some cat food and cat litter as well.

“It looks like I’ve got a new friend hmmm…” That’s when I first met Pete.




Pete, the Crazy

Today, July 2, 2003, was the 100th-day anniversary for me and Pete. How funny that sounds! I decided to prepare a fancy dinner for him, and that is, marcaroni pasta served with buttermilk dessert! Pete is a pretty crazy cat with a weird diet so I need to think in a pretty crazy way too.

I went to the grocery store to buy some eggs, margarine, cookies and crackers, and of course, macaronis. In the store, there was a free sample of OOO instant coffee gold, so I grabbed it along with orange juice. I almost forgot to get a wrapping paper and garden gloves but I didn’t :=) It was so important to do that because one of my neighbors complained of Pete’s personal collections on the front yard so I needed to clean them up. I decided to wrap them and give them back to Pete so that he can tear them up just like the way he did to my garbage bags. Pete sure likes *tearing*.

But then, the party didn’t go as planned due to the black out for the entire night.

This is how the story ends.


Receipt 15 & 17 (or 16)

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