Platinum PIAs

Platinum Pias has a video finally. It’s taken them 2 1/2 weeks to create it. But it’s worth the wait because it gives a window into the “community feel” the Pias have. It only runs about 3 1/2 minutes and includes winners, presenters, audience members and “Thrillumentary” cast members. Check the Platinum Pias video out here.

Yianni Stamas on Billionaires and the Arts

Yianni Stamas of Movie Process is known as an advocate for artists. His latest project is talking to billionaires about their view of the arts! Recently he got in touch with the assistant of the sister of a billionaire to find out the billionaire’s view on the future of creativity. It seems that the point of view of relatives of billionaires is of interest lately – case in point Ivanka Trump. Does she share her father’s view on the arts? What is her father’s view on the arts?

Platinum Pias Awards

The “Pl” are the first two letters of “Platinum” which in turn stands for “Platinum Pias Awards” also known as “The 8th Annual Platinum Pias Community Awards for Artists.”

This time around the Platinum Pias are being celebrated on March 20, 2017 at DCTV. Also, the Pias will have mentions of the DigiComArts workshop projects. DigiComArts workshops are produced by Lights Camera Read which also produces the Platinum Pias Awards. So it’s just like family!

Lawrence Lawrence You’re Ugly

Story by Jasmine Grant
Illustration by James Hull

I came to this school with high hopes. I was looking forward to a new beginning. My mother stopped babying me and I felt myself growing into a young man. My legs grew a little longer, My feet got a lot bigger, and my voice had become “Barry White like”, at least that’s what my father told me. I figured if the ladies liked it then I won’t mind it at all. The ladies didn’t like me and neither did the fellas, so never mind my voice.

When I spoke everyone turned around and stared. I could feel their eyes on my back making my neck catch fire like they had heat vision. After a while I stopped participating. It caused me anxiety. It wasn’t the thought of I might be wrong about this answer. It was my peers. They looked at me with so much disdain that they didn’t have to open up their mouths to tell me about myself.

When one of them decided to speak to me he said “ Hey lets play hang-man”. Before we could start 2 other students joined us. We were laughing and telling jokes. I smiled that morning. The girl who had joined called my name. She called it twice. “Lawrence, Lawrence”. I turned around, I smiled, and I said yeah, what’s up? “ Your ugly”. I stared into her eyes, confused. Just a moment ago we were cool. We were laughing and telling jokes.

I replied “Okay”.

What else was I supposed to say? What else was I supposed to do? I should just kill myself. I should get hit by a bus or jump in front of a train. I couldn’t get those thoughts out of my head. I couldn’t focus.

“ I’m sorry” she said smiley and giggly like she wasn’t really sorry for calling me ugly but sorry that she did it in front of others instead of revealing my atrocities to me  in a more private setting like maybe pulling me into the staircase and whispering to me those exact words “ your ugly”  would have made it better.

The bell rang. Everyone left their seats except for me. Well I got up, went to the door, opened it and walked into a crowd of students moving left and right rapidly.

My body was alive and well. I could walk, I could hear the sound a hundred voices, I could see the EXIT that lead to the lunchroom, and I could feel the wind of a hundred students passing me by. I couldn’t feel my soul.  I dug deep inside myself but there was nothing there to hold on to.

I walked through the hallways until I found the classroom with the hangman on the board.

I glanced up at the clock on the wall. It was 11:45. Lunch was about to end soon. I brought my eyes down slowly to look out the window. I seen my face in the reflection. There’s nothing wrong with it I thought but then I seen my hair. It was braided into corn rows. They look like doo-doo braids I thought. And my eyebrows were so bushy. I should get them waxed, well waxing is only for girls right?? My bottom lip poked out just a tiny little bit. It looked kind of weird from the side.

Maybe I am unattractive but I’m not but I don’t Know.

I rested my eyes on the desk and the boy was gone. There was a feeling of regret, doubt, and unhappiness growing inside of me. A seed had been planted and a cloud came over me. I wanted the rain to wash the pain away. Instead it drowned me in it.

Who’s The Real Bully by Luke Grant

by Luke Grant

The process of creating my animatic basically came from an idea based on events that happen to real victims of bullying , which I researched and had previously experienced in my life.

-First up was the planing of the story, I took about an hour and a half to write out the story in a dialogue form which was told from the perspective of an narrator.

-Secondly after getting the idea down I sketched out the scenes in acrylic blue pencil on comic paper.
being careful and checking, so I did not to stray from the story I moved on to the next step.

-Third I became to ink my sketches with pigment liner. After I started to cleaning away the acrylic with a eraser as best I could.

– Fourth was the scanning process, which gave me some degree of trouble due to the papers size. So to get them scanned I arid multiple scans of each corner of the comic paper till I could get all the single images at least once.

– Fifth came the liberation of each scene (panel) from the comic paper, using Photoshop.

– Sixth came the clean up of the individual scenes (panels) and placement of each on a black back drop. This took a few days (averaging other projects and home work).

-Seventh was the coloring in Photoshop which to days just to get everything to a point of which I thought was good enough.( Ima perfectionist so this took two weeks).

– Eighth next was the of the images into windows movie maker, which I had to rearrange and place them in order in which the story is told.

– Ninth came the input of the typed and edited text before each panel.

– Tenth the spacing and timing part of each image and text. (All this while taking into consideration the viewers reading speed, this took many periods of alteration).

– Lastly was the creation of the instrumental, which took me a few days to find a music mixing program I was comfortable with and that could work on my vista. After searching for a few days when I had time I found mixcaft; and within an hour and a half I created the instrumental “OurMinds ” which was named because of the lesson of “of who’s the real bully”.  Then what was left was the input of the instrumental to  the windows movie maker project. Once I did that I decided to add a sound effect of a revolver to really drive the point home. (Emotion wise). After some last timing and spacing edits the project was complete, and all I had to do was export as a playable video file which was just a few simple clicks.