Xmas Project

We were set an assignment over the Christmas holidays where we had to memorialise something we wanted to remember in the future and present our work in several different forms of media. The spectrum was wide on this project so I had a bit of fun.

I chose to memorialise my family. I decided to present my work from different angles showing everyone different perspectives, showing key traits and key flaws.

I first made a one-minute song, a skit if you will.  This song basically highlights one of my very first memories of family arguments, and how I interpreted the situation. The majority of the song was me reflecting on loyalty, trust and greed.

Skit

The second form of media i chose was a phone call. In my minute-long song I showed the listener how my nan highlighted her flaws as a person, and how I felt about it. In this phonecall (which was not rehearsed in any way) my nan showed her affectionate and heart warming side, telling me that she loves and misses me and how she has prepared a lot of food for me when I come back. I chose to create this phone call to show the contrast between a person, and if we elaborate on that, how family is the first priority, and how everyone eventually relies, needs, and wants to have a strong bond as a family, and my nan realised that. My message is clear. Family first.

The Phonecall

My third form of media I chose was in the form of a poem. I decided to elaborate more on the contrast between forms of media 1 and 2. I aimed to go in to much more depth and literally spell it out for my audience.

Family
Over
Everything
But watch out for the foe
Anyone can snake you, that's just the way it goes
This potion is potent I'm in need of my medicine
Trust doesn't come round any more, that's evident
But what good is it when I can still hear the snakes in a room with the elephant
sssss's all round like they got a speech impediment
It's funny how money got the whole world runnning
brainwashing the masses, feeble antics
tearing families apart, brother I can't stand it
destroying ourselves whilst the top bankers are having banquets
It's saddening, and damaging
I feel more lost than Madeline
Am I the only one round here who is panicking?
The end is inevitable
You put this paper on a pedal-stool
No wonder young kids smoke green and get infused in the heaven smell
No wonder these kids don't feel safe in their own home
No wonder these kids just want to be alone
Selling their soul replicating a drone
Money is the ammunition
The bankers have the gun
Raising hell with the recession like it's a bit of fun
I've had enough
We should unite and end this
But starting a revolution is a death wish
I'm sorry to my dad if I have upset him
But I need to voice my thoughts, this anger I am venting
This ain't a home it's a house
This ain't heaven it's a cloud
I'm not deluded I'm profound
I'd rather go up in flames than accept defeat with my carcass in the ground
  

My fourth form of media was a text message. The message was from my mum, and it was a link to a photograph that was on Facebook. When I opened it up, my heart warmed up, that is why i chose it, the picture is very self-explanatory, just shows me that even in a time of doubt your family will love you and be in your corner, it made me feel safe.

My fifth form of media was a photograph edited on photoshop. It is a picture of a couple of people, of all ages, holding each others hands. I edited the photo and added the text: "family over everything" with each word on a separate line. I put the first letter of every word in a strong red colour to stand out. The letters FOE are in red, to kind of subliminally hint that foes exist within the family bond, if we explore this a bit more, we can say that some people are often delusional and without thinking about it trust their family members without hesitation. I'm not implying that you cannot trust your family, I am simply talking from experience, you need to be aware of your surroundings.