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넘 좋아영..

검색 타고 들어오는 방문자가 쭉쭉 늘어나네요~

비록 몸은 떨어져있어도 마음만은 매일 들어와서 확인한답니다...

저.. 관리자에서 빼지 않을실거죠...?

대만에서 찍은 사진들 포스팅 할라고했는데 걔속 미루다 보니... 벌써 한달이 넘게 지나갓네용

곧.. 올릴게요..

그럼.. 이만..

이런거 익명 통에 올려도 되는거죵??

단순히 자율주행 자동차에 시각장애인이 타는 것이 아닌, 시각장애인이 직접 운전을 할 수 있는 자동차를 만드는 것이 데니스 홍의 목표였습니다.

이를 위해서는 Non Visual User Interface 가 필요한데, 앞을 보지 못하는 시각 장애인을 위해 시각적인 것 이외의 감각을 통해 외부 도로 상황을 인

지 시키는 것입니다. 장갑, 의자, 특히 에어픽스라는 장치를 통해 시각장애인이 직접 외부 상황을 인지하고 운전할 수 있는 방식을 만들어 냈습다. 

아직까지는 보완할 부분이 많은 분야이지만, 발전할 가능성은 무궁무진한 것 같습니다.

비시각적 유저 인터페이스라는 분야도 UX적으로 많은 연구가 필요할 것 같습니다.

THE TALE OF HOW
SOUTH AFRICA | 2006 | 4:27

이 웅장하고 화려한 오페라 풍의 CGI 판타지는 인도양의 어느 섬에 사는 문어와 그의 먹이 피라니아 새들의 이야기이다.
멸종 위기에 놓인 새들은 병 속에 구원 요청 메시지를 넣어 띄워 보낼 생각을 하게 되고,
에디라는 이름의 하얀 쥐가 새들의 구원요청에 응답하여 섬으로 건너와 새들을 탈출 시킬 계획을 들려준다.
그러나 과연 그 계획은 성공할 것인가?

Created by The Black Heart Gang, South Africa.

Screening as part of the Africa in Motion (AiM) film festival's 'African Animation for Adults', at the Edinburgh Filmhouse, 31 October 2008 at 5.45pm

This programme of short African animations for adult viewing deals with a variety of subjects such as taboos and political or social issues. The films are a celebration of local myth, narrative and aesthetic, not always somber in their delivery but also humorous and playful. Perhaps these animations require the maturity of an adult audience to truly appreciate the films within their specific contextual framing.

Nine months of part time work gave birth to The Blackheart Gang's acclaimed short film called, The Tale of How. The Tale of How is the second part of a trilogy of works called the Dodo Trilogy. It is to later beflanked by The Tale of Then and The Tale of When. The Dodo Trilogy, in turn, fits into a much greater work called, The Household.

a behind the scenes look at the blackheart gang's project "the Tale of How"

Tale of How Lyrics

Deep in the Indian ocean, all scary and black,
lives an old octopus, with a tree in it’s back.

And from inside this tree, all Piranhas appear,
who sing soothing songs, and are kind and sincere.

They’re not at all stupid, Though they’re not very bright,
And they’re never quite wrong,they’re never quite right.

They’re never asleep,
And they’re never awake,
They all dress like weirdoes,
make no mistake

There are frightfully happy except when they’re dead,
See Otto the monster needs to get fed.

A tentacle from nowhere, can give one a fright!
Stealing Piranhas, a thief in the night.

They sing soothing songs, but he never hears,
for shells and the kelp, have grown in his ears.

Otto is deaf,
Otto means eight,
Otto means death,
To the dodos he ate.

“The future is red”
said Crown-for-a-head,
“we’ll have to migrate, or we’ll soon all be dead!

So they got in the ocean, to swim far away.
The water turned red, On that terrible day.

For Otto the monster,
how hideous the slaughter,
he picked them like fruit,
from that inky black water

There where not many left,
But a handful, a few,
one of these had a vision, and knew what to do.

They filled paper with ink. And bottles with paper.
An ocean of bottles, S.O.S ing their saviors.

But no one came,
they where sad and alone,
they seemed to be stranded,
on this Judas called home.

The quiet warm ocean, of terror and typhoon,
the far away voices that sing to the moon.Lo!

Treacherous house,
many more disappeared,
until a visit from a mouse, named Eddy the Engineer.

He appeared from the west, on a bunch of bananas,
puffed out his chest, and addressed the Piranhas.

“You’re the Piranhas?
Otto wants to eat you?

Well my name is Eddy, and it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“I’ve read all your letters,
I know all the wrongs,
caused by Otto the monster,
Who’s deaf to your songs”

“I’ll give you my all,
I’ll do all can,
I need palm trees and syrup, to start my plan.”

Huge sticky pots, cutting palms at the stem,
they built a great structure,resembeling them.

They got a wet net,
and they sang lullabies,
then caught all these songs,
And placed them inside.

They sneaked to the shore,
and set it free in the tide.
Then all hid in trees,
to watch and to hide.

Otto is stalking the palm-syrup snack.

He took the bait!
He fell in the trap!

The bait disappeared, with a growl and a snap.

Otto first yawned, And then took a nap.

So the island is sleeping,and still is today.
Eddy had done it!
Our friends got away!

They loaded their ship, With their mother the tree.
The wind in their sails, and the wide open sea.

- Markus Wormstorm as Rooster Bear

http://theblackheartgang.com

http://short.tistory.com/7

http://blog.naver.com/ze_zeh/140054893379