Thursday, May 28, 2015

Learning Something New and It Hurts

So I'm just about ready to launch the audio podcast. I've had to speed learn about audio production, distribution and making it good.

My head hurts. It is like looking at the above highway sign. I know the form and the shape I want the podcast to take. I can see it and almost hear it in my head.

But I gotta get it out of my head and into the real world. I tell you, working with video is easier for me but you gotta try something new.

So, what have I learned:

Number 1. 

I do not want to do an interview show. When you start to learn about audio podcasting 99.999% of it is geared toward creating interview shows. Nothing wrong with interview shows. Not a bit. But I don't want to do one. Okay, fine but many of the people teaching about building a podcast talk about Skype and interviewing.

There are audio theater podcasts. History podcasts. Educational, sci-fi and a whole bunch more than interview podcasts. I swear to Jeebus there isn't anybody left to interview.

Then again, if you learn the basics and chuck out what you don't need you can do anything you want once you ramp up to speed.

Which is why I want to give a shout out to the History Pocasters; these folks take history and sometimes craft it into visions of audio drama or edutainment.  It is closer to the form that I want to try and it was really helpful.

Number 2

If you want piece of mind sometimes you have to pay for it.  This means being more efficient with time and resources. I didn't have time to dog down certain photos, sound fx or music themes. I purchased royalty free music and images. I got what I wanted and got it off my to do list.

Number 3

Failure. Not a big fan of it. Here is the thing. I can work in Audacity. It is a great free audio editing program. But I can barely function in it. Part of that is trying to learn and use it at the same time. Never a good thing. I had to let go of ego and watch a couple of good and bad tutorials.

I was so frustrated that I  used one of my video editing programs that can record audio to make prototypes. It was faster and I could test out ideas. That worked really well.

It just so happens that I had a music editing called Sony Acid Studio 10 on my computer that I like a whole lot better and found out that I can use it for podcast. I can move elements visually and bango chango it has made a huge difference.

So yeah, keep failing until you stumble into success.

I got a lot more failing I need to do so dig you later...

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Status Report - The Fish Are Traveling

I'm still working on the not so secret project. I'm trying to create a limited series podcast on mental health and anxiety spectrum issues. I have everything I need but time. Actually, I have that too but allocating enough time is a challenge.

Just when I think I've nailed it down I learn something new that has to be included.There are now apps that help folks manage or control their anxiety. It is a freaking free for all with all kinds of players and dang near no regulation. And there is new fangled eletro-stimulation type devices and tele-mental health treatment, both valid and bogus.

I guess one of my challenges is to make a clear definition of anxiety. There is everyday anxiety, situational anxiety and then you got your Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders classification no doubt about it you are somewhere rock solid on the Anxiety/Panic Disorder Spectrum.


I have to hook up with a podcasting distribution service and a few others things. Like finish writing the frigging scripts and then it is on to putting it out there.


Sunday, March 22, 2015

Los Angeles Bach in the Subway Day 2015

Yes I was a gal about town and it just so happens that I found myself at Union Station.

My other cameras were on life support and I had my trusty old Samsung Android 2.3  MP3 player to help share the magic. I have to say I'm really glad I had my selfie pole also know as a monopod.

Communities form and dissolve quickly here. There was a quiet joining of history and music that touched people enough to stop and be a part of the experience.

Racking Up the Numbers

It was a good day. I had cake for breakfast. Once a year you should have cake for breakfast if you want. Or sushi. Or a smoothie. Maybe not at the same time.

Yesterday I took photos. Walking around the southland just seeing what there was to see. No reason just because I really like taking photos and it seems that I don't make enough time for that anymore.

Well, I shouldn't say there wasn't a reason. My goal was to take 57 photos.

Looking at color, form, what is and isn't being sad about a piece of steel. I walked and had a Metro day pass so I was hoping on and off, turning corners I hadn't been to in a while and checking out the doings of the world around me.

I started with Instagram but I find it hard to take a photo and type on a screen. I'm still learning how to use it. No need to ridicule; my prior phones couldn't install Instatgram and I held onto one of those phones for 6 years.

I won't post all of the photos but I have some nice shots. And I missed blogging. Messing around too much on Twitter. Naw, I can't blame Twitter. It has been hard being connected to social media. There is a level of hostility and flat out cruelty that is mind boggling.

Factor in overt and covert racism being flung proud as a freak flag and I've just about withdrawn from many paths of commentary. There are fewer places where women can express themselves without being threatened.

I'm about to jump back with a new project. Still in beta.

Yeah. My life in beta.

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Flops, Failures and Limited Success

I have not blogged for weeks. I've been working on a project. I'm in suck mode at the moment. Just when I think I have a glimmer I fall down. It is so frustrating!


I'm trying to create short videos about anxiety and panic disorders. I have to be accurate, not dull, not boring and meet certain literacy requirements. I want to restrict how much editing and tweaking I have to do on it. I'm using Adobe Voice for composition.

When I look at other information graphic videos it isn't good enough. I'm using Adobe Voice, not Adobe After Effects. I know that.

Now, having Anne Lamott in my Twitter stream is a very good thing. She talks about this all the time. Bang it out, bring it into the world and then dress it up. Put your butt on the chair and write.

So the internal hater is working overtime to not let me move on. I'm posting this here because I'm going to try again to create something helpful and watchable. Or something.

The success of this day is that I do have something to show. I think it could be better but that is down the road a bit.  I feel like Edison with bulb number 48.

Monday, January 12, 2015

Another Tool to Battle the Inner Lil Hater

Struggling to write and create because of a lot of things. I know so many better people than myself and a kind of toxic "Don't you dare" took root. Fighting my way back by finding resources internal and external to myself.

This is is a really clear presentation; you'll get the full body of it without having to think about what the Denise Jacobs actually meant to say. Everyone one into the healing pool of creativity and support.

Breathe. Being quiet. Listen.

It is okay.


Monday, December 29, 2014

Microbloging and Li'L Abner

Having trouble not writing in anger. So I don't write. And then I feel bad leading to worse. I'm stumbling around the 'Tubes and I see Mel's post about re-embracing our blogs by microblogging. Instead of giving it to Twitter or Facebook give to yourself first.

I use to get booed at Show and Tell. Don't care, I still do it.

There is a web site that collects government and non-profit comic books. These were produced for the common good or to instruct the population about an important issue. I'll write more on the archiving blog but I can say that small step to reclaim my non-angry voice is making me late for work.

Tuesday, December 09, 2014

Not Gone But Distracted

I meant to go back to The Last Bookstore in downtown L.A. I didn't make it. I was seduced by the 99 Cents Only store. And Samy's Camera. More about that later.

There was a moment when I looked at the woman in the chair and I felt, something. Well, it was more than that; like time traveling to a bookstore off of Market Street, past the hot pretzel store.

More like a window. But there was a place where broke folks could do serious reading. You could find books for 25 cents or four for a dollar.

Magazines for a dime or high toned ones for fifty cents. A place where you buy underground comix like Dirty Duck and Mickey Rat. Or Pudge, Girl Blimp.

Have I written about this before? Hold on...

Dang it. I think I have a cootie in my browser.

So I'll have to stop being an old fuddy duddy and deal with something trying to report back to home base. 

But there is something about her looking for a resting place. A place where solid words are still honored and not used as a weapon or talking points. Which I'm not going to be able to contemplate because something is messing with my system.

Because you have to invade to sell. Sell, sell and keep selling no matter what.

Whoopie, assault capitalism.

(Not against capitalism. Not necessarily for it either. I am against malware.)