Today was a very interesting day in class. Most people in the class went for the fear project. The class started with Beth being absent leading several people in nervous anticipation. After a little while she arrived and we started our projects.
The first project was demonstrated out of the blue when a hand was lit on fire using hand sanitizer scaring several people. After the bang that that started with, Kathryn had a volunteer get shut inside of a large cardboard box. While we were waiting to see the reaction this would lead to, several people started doing different things to mess with the participant. A mouse was lowered into the box, the box was lit on fire, he was squirted with water, and the box was banged on. After a few minutes he got out and was no worst for the wear. We then had a stellar rendition of "I'm a little tea pot... no wait a sec" which was rather humorous. Next we had a bug-o-matic chair shown as what could be used in a 4D theater... or possible Guantanamo bay. Then was story time when we got to see the fear of someone telling a dirty story in front of classmates and a professor and the social pressure he felt as a result of telling the story. During all of this another classmate had popped several balloons scaring a few people in the class. Next a mouse was brought around the room and everyone got to play with it, especially the ones who were scared of mice.
I went next and had everyone count off by 2's to get them thinking that i had a large regimented experiment. Then i had them stare into the lights of the room for 30 seconds so that they would have the bright afterimages burnt into their eyes and after the 30 seconds were up I had them close their eyes and put in earplugs. I turned off the lights in the room and waited. The purpose was to leave them feeling the anxiety of being unsure of what comes next. I walked around the room to mess with everyone and had a squirt bottle that I used on anyone who made any noise or opened their eyes. After roughly 5 minutes I let everyone finish and asked how they all had felt during that time.
Then we had two people swap already chewed gum, a slew of people who weren't ready to go, and someone who talked about the nature of external fear vs internal fear. then we got to pop open biscuit containers which scared a few people, and then examined how music and noises can scare people.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Class 3
In class today we talked in brief about our sensing projects. The majority of the class time was taken up with two things: discussing fear and playing hide the weasel in the dark. It was interesting to discover people's feelings on the differences between fear and dread. For the second part of the class we focused on talking about what our next project was going to be and ideas for how to manage it, and as for the blog post for what my next assignment will make people feel: anxious.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
a change on the wind
I mused on many different possibilities for this assignment of coming up with a new sense. Anti-tachyon clocks, common sense, spirit touch/item reading, etc. However after discussing my task with several others I decided on Foresight. Many people have dreamed of being able to tell the future and foresee what will come to pass, but no one has ever truly demonstrated such ability. I believe that the greatest and most stimulating possibilities that such a power could hold would be when the future is hazy and un-wrought. If a person with such a power was walking along the street and saw a coming soon sign, they might be able to see what the building was going to look like when it complete behind it. This would be an amazing experience, but after awhile just like anything else the novelty would wear off.
I believe the most stimulating feelings that foresight might present would be the hazy future. When something might not come to pass or the possibilities of what might happen. Imagine driving past an empty lot with a for sale sign up that has a bidding war on it between several development companies and seeing all of their projects and ideas waring for dominance as the future in the space.
On on the larger scale, would a coming war lead to great technologically advanced walled cities, or reduce us to a mid evil culture again?
I believe the most stimulating feelings that foresight might present would be the hazy future. When something might not come to pass or the possibilities of what might happen. Imagine driving past an empty lot with a for sale sign up that has a bidding war on it between several development companies and seeing all of their projects and ideas waring for dominance as the future in the space.
On on the larger scale, would a coming war lead to great technologically advanced walled cities, or reduce us to a mid evil culture again?
Monday, September 13, 2010
Class 9/13
It's always a strang feeling starting alittle behind everyone else. Now imagine that the first time you sit down with the reast of your class is a month in. I didn't know what to expect when I entered into the classroom today, bu I must say that I wasn't too suprized by anything after being besides by a couple of my friends that have taken the class in the past.
Today we discussed our experiences walking backwards from our last assignment. We found that most o us fell into some general categories in our experiences, but there were a few that had singular experiences. After talking about walking into trees and stumbling around we started discussing our egg projects and how there was very few "innovative" ideas. There were several very interesting projects, but most had one or two people think of similar concepts. Moving along this train of though we talked about how the true project of the atrist was not to create something nessisarily new, but to convey emotion.
We then started digging into our new project of a new sence. We discussed the diffrent senses that everyone has and their purpose for existing. Our new project is to create a 6th sense and a work that appeals to that sense. I forded myself greatly enjoying this project and was immidately reminded of an old roleplaying session. My friend was playing a tech-priest and claimed to have an internal "anti-taycheon clock". For the Trekkies out there taycheons are what they use to tell time in the star trek universe as taycheon decay is measured from when the universe was born. Therefore we all camerothe conclusion that anti-taycheons measured down to tbe univers's end. I'll have to think for awhile about which of my ideas I want to work on to turn in on this project.
Today we discussed our experiences walking backwards from our last assignment. We found that most o us fell into some general categories in our experiences, but there were a few that had singular experiences. After talking about walking into trees and stumbling around we started discussing our egg projects and how there was very few "innovative" ideas. There were several very interesting projects, but most had one or two people think of similar concepts. Moving along this train of though we talked about how the true project of the atrist was not to create something nessisarily new, but to convey emotion.
We then started digging into our new project of a new sence. We discussed the diffrent senses that everyone has and their purpose for existing. Our new project is to create a 6th sense and a work that appeals to that sense. I forded myself greatly enjoying this project and was immidately reminded of an old roleplaying session. My friend was playing a tech-priest and claimed to have an internal "anti-taycheon clock". For the Trekkies out there taycheons are what they use to tell time in the star trek universe as taycheon decay is measured from when the universe was born. Therefore we all camerothe conclusion that anti-taycheons measured down to tbe univers's end. I'll have to think for awhile about which of my ideas I want to work on to turn in on this project.
Walking backwards
So I went to a party on Friday night with several other students. As I approached the house I was nervous because I didn't know who was going to be there. After several hours of enjoying a great party it was time to leave.
Let me preface this by saying I was inebriated at this time, but my balance was pretty solid. I started walking backwards back to the van my friends drove to the party to several questions about my current level of intoxication. I explained to my friends it was for e of my classes and found out that several of my friends have taken seeing sideways. I was having a face to face conversation with several people at once while we were all walkin to the car. After sum ling over a broken piece of sidewalk one of my friends told me that I could stop at that point I told him that doing so would lack integrity and that I was a "grown ass man" and would finish the job. Walking backwards I was seeing the same view as I had from several hours prior and had my memory jogged back to the thoughs I had then. I though back to the feelings I experienced then and reflected on them. When I was first walking to the party I was slightly anxious since I wasn't personally invited to the party. Once there I met up with and caught up with several old friends that I hadn't seen for awhile. While thinking of that at the same time I was having to think about one foot behind the the other since walkin backwards wasn't ingrained in my muscle memory like walking had been.
Let me preface this by saying I was inebriated at this time, but my balance was pretty solid. I started walking backwards back to the van my friends drove to the party to several questions about my current level of intoxication. I explained to my friends it was for e of my classes and found out that several of my friends have taken seeing sideways. I was having a face to face conversation with several people at once while we were all walkin to the car. After sum ling over a broken piece of sidewalk one of my friends told me that I could stop at that point I told him that doing so would lack integrity and that I was a "grown ass man" and would finish the job. Walking backwards I was seeing the same view as I had from several hours prior and had my memory jogged back to the thoughs I had then. I though back to the feelings I experienced then and reflected on them. When I was first walking to the party I was slightly anxious since I wasn't personally invited to the party. Once there I met up with and caught up with several old friends that I hadn't seen for awhile. While thinking of that at the same time I was having to think about one foot behind the the other since walkin backwards wasn't ingrained in my muscle memory like walking had been.
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