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  • Calling Totoro

    I’ve always wondered what it would feel like to stand in the middle of the forest on a misty morning and see Totoro appear from between the trees. There’s something peaceful about him. Something that makes you feel like everything is okay, even when it isn’t.


    Sometimes, I would sit outside, thinking he’d come by. That he’d stand there with his big leaf umbrella, looking as calm as ever. I thought, maybe he was just hiding because I didn’t know the right way to call him. I thought if I could just make the right sound… not a human voice, but something natural and beautiful… He might just peek out from behind the trees, curious. Sometimes I’d sit on my porch during light rain, listening to the drops tapping the roof and the ground, imagining Totoro sitting next to me with his little leaf hat, blinking slowly, just existing there. No words needed. Then he does this.

    Movie: My Neighbor Totoro. He loves the sound of rain when they land on his umbrella.

    For this audio challenge, Character Bird Calls, the task was to create a “call” for a character using only sounds. No words, no voices. At first, I thought about using wind chimes or temple bells, but the more I thought about Totoro’s world, the more I realized he wouldn’t come to artificial sounds. Totoro feels like the kind of spirit who listens to the unique parts of nature. He likes the sounds of things that are alive and not man made.

    So I created what I call the Totoro’s Nature “Whistle”.

    I started by making each sound play on its own. First, I added the quiet, irregular sounds of two acorns dropping onto the forest floor. Then came the soft patter of rain falling on leaves because Totoro always appears when it rains. After that, I brought in the gentle forest water stream. Finally, I added the sound of wind brushing through the forest, rustling bushes and branches. It’s background noise if you don’t pay attention to it. Once I had each sound placed separately, I began layering them together. I stacked the acorn drops, the rain, the stream, and the wind so that all four played at the same time. To my surprise, even without heavy edits, they blended beautifully. It felt so peaceful and natural like I was sitting in Totoro’s forest and listening to the world breathe around me. I believe Totoro would respond to this call not because it doesn’t feel demanding. It blends with what he loves, which is nature’s hidden music. He’s curious about anything that feels alive and real. Maybe he would appear holding his umbrella above his head, blinking those big eyes at me in that slow calm way. Maybe he wouldn’t say anything. He would just stand there for a while. And that would be enough.

  • A Rough Morning

    I don’t usually oversleep. But last Thursday was different.

    The night before, I stayed up almost until 3 AM reviewing slides for my upcoming cybersecurity quiz. My annoying eyelids wouldn’t just stay up for some reason as I scrolled through my notes under the blanket. I thought I could read just one more page before sleeping.


    When I woke up the next morning, it wasn’t gentle. At first, I was breathing in my sleep, stuck in some dream I’m not going to remember anyways. An alarm started blaring next to me, shaking me awake. Did you know? I’m sensitive to loud noises while I sleep. You know what they say, “My heart rate jumped so fast I thought it would burst through my chest.” I tried to strike the alarm with all my might, but I moved too quickly. I ended up rolling off my bed, hitting the floor with a thud. Half my body landed on my guitar case. It kind of hurts.

    Bedroom alarm clock
    https://www.freepik.com/free-photo/bedroom-alarm-clock_3218178.htm#fromView=search&page=1&position=2&uuid=8dbe04f0-6f25-4699-9f08-79970ec5081b&query=alarm+clock+bed

    My brain was still foggy, but that’s okay. Adrenaline took over. I scrambled to my feet, stumbled toward the closet, and pulled the sliding door open. I started rummaging through shirts and hoodies, yanking hangers left and right. Everything felt rough and cold under my fingers. I grabbed the first hoodie that didn’t look completely wrinkled and threw it on.

    Then I spotted my backpack on the floor. I rushed over, unzipped it, and checked the contents. I shoved it back inside before zipping the bag up. I hurriedly slipped on my shoes by the door, tying the laces as fast as my shaky hands would allow.

    Finally, I swung open the door. The cold morning air hit my face, shocking me fully awake. I started running. My footsteps echoed down the quiet hallway, fading out as I rushed toward the exit, hoping I wouldn’t be late for class again.

    For this audio assignment, Sound Effects Story, the challenge was to tell a story using only sound effects with no words. I started with light sleeping breathing, followed by the loud alarm to signal panic. Then I added the rustle of blankets, a thud to show falling out of bed, slamming the alarm, footsteps running to the closet, the sliding closet door, frantic cloth rustling, closing the closet, putting on the clothes, heading to the backpack, the zipper, and shoes slipping on. Finally, the door opening and running footsteps fading out ended the audio with urgency and movement. Even something as simple as suddenly waking up can feel like a journey when you listen to the little moments layered like this together.

  • A Rainy Walk to My Morning Class

    I woke up this morning to the quiet tapping of rain against my window. At first, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling and listening to it. It’s peaceful. But also a little sad. Why? Part of me wanted to stay under my blanket all day, but I had an early class at eight.

    I slowly got up, changed into some warm clothes, and put on my gray rain jacket that I hadn’t worn since last semester. When I stepped outside, I started feeling more awake as the cold air made contact with me. I could hear the rain hitting the sidewalk and dripping off the bushes lined up next to the dorm entrance. It wasn’t pouring hard enough to feel miserable. It was enough to soak the ground and make the earthy soil smell strong and fresh. I pulled my hood over my head and started walking to class.


    At that time, around 7:40 in the morning, the campus was still half asleep. There weren’t many people outside yet. It’s one of the nice parts of waking up early, I guess. I could hear the soft sounds of tree leaves swaying in the wind and the only footsteps I heard were my own. I was careful of splashing through the small puddles that were already starting to form. I dislike wet socks.

    As I walked further, I walked by the small stone fountain. Even though the rain was falling, the fountain still made its own quiet sound. The combination of the rain and the fountain water felt kind of comforting. It was noise to help me focus on just existing in that moment. I found myself standing still for a second before proceeding. Then a thought crossed my mind. Did you know? Walking on a clear day feels different than walking in the rain. That’s because you won’t get wet.

    The sound of cars driving by in the distance seemed more… noticeable. Even though I was still feeling a little tired, something about that morning walk early in the day made me feel… good, I guess.

    For this audio assignment, Create a Place, I wanted to recreate the feeling of that morning walk to class. I started with a base layer of gentle rainfall to represent the steady rain that morning. Then, I added the sound of footsteps on wet pavement, making sure they were paced calmly to match how I was walking slowly, just taking in the moment. I layered in the quiet bubbling of a small fountain. Finally, I added a distant sound of a car driving by to give it that sense of early morning quietness with a reminder that the world was still waking up. I wanted these sounds to create a place that felt calm, just like how I felt during that walk. It’s easy to think of rainy days as gloomy, but sometimes they remind me to slow down and just be present with myself.

  • What Mahmoud’s Story Taught Me About Audio

    From Princeton to Prison – Audio Storytelling Reflection

    Listening to Mahmoud Reza Banki’s story on The Moth, I felt some sort of heaviness settle in me. From Princeton to Prison was about how his life flipped upside down after being wrongfully arrested for receiving his mother’s divorce settlement money from Iran. What stood out immediately was how he started sharing with us his childhood in Iran. He said, “Looking back now, the red alert sirens in the middle of the night, Iraqi missiles and fighter jet assaults, getting into bunkers as a child, all seemed routine and normal.” Hearing him say that so calmly made me pause, and stating that it was seemingly “routine and normal”… I thought about how experiences shape people so differently.

    The way he told his story didn’t rely on sound effects or music, but his voice alone carried it and the humming of the recorder. His pacing was steady. He took appropriate pauses to gather his thoughts, making it seem like he’s not reciting a story–he’s telling a story. You could hear when his voice wavered or paused, especially when he described being dragged out of his apartment at dawn by SWAT officers. When he said, “They slam me against the wall and handcuff me,” it felt conflicting, because his voice was soft but the words themselves hit hard. There wasn’t any dramatic music to push you into feeling this pressure and urgency. Instead, his soft voice left in it–the room for the listener to feel it themselves. I noticed the lack of background music in The Moth’s production style actually made the story more powerful. It’s another one of those audio techniques, that sometimes intentionally leaving out certain sounds can be just as effective as layering it in. Of course, the silence between his sentences added weight. When he described his first days in prison, he said, “I laid down on my metal bunk and quietly, I cried. Not because I was scared, cold, or hungry. I cried because I could not be heard.” Hearing that in silence just made it feel even more real. His words came out slower. His words came out weaker.

    Banki ended his story by explaining that even after getting out of prison, the punishment never stopped. “I am not equal. Prison, at some point, ends. The punishment never does.” I sat there for a while after it ended. It reminded me how important the choice of narration style is in audio storytelling. In this episode, The Moth producers didn’t add music or layered effects or anything. Instead, they let Mahmoud’s voice carry everything. The voice that couldn’t be heard during that tough time was given a chance to be heard, with no distractions. His pauses, his slightly shaky breathing. Those were enough to build the atmosphere. I think this style works for stories like his. When a story is already filled with injustice and heartbreak, adding dramatic music or heavy effects would almost take away from it. This episode showed me that audio doesn’t always need to create an atmosphere. Sometimes, it needs to just give space for the speaker’s reality to ‘breathe’ and come to life. That’s what I want to remember in my future audio projects.

  • My Thoughts on Audio Storytelling

    This week, I watched a couple of videos where Ira Glass talks about what makes good audio storytelling. One thing he said that really stood out to me was that finding a good story is often harder and takes longer than actually producing it. I understand that this is true because for example, finding the actual algorithms to solve the Rubix cube would be harder than actually executing them. Ira Glass said that for his team at This American Life, they spend more than half their week just looking for stories worth telling. He said you have to be okay with killing a story if it isn’t working, even if you’ve already spent time recording it. That’s something I think I’d struggle with. If I spent all day interviewing someone, I’d feel bad about just deleting it. But he made me realize it’s not about disrespecting the person or wasting time. It’s about respecting the final story enough to make sure only the best parts stay. The same principle applies with pruning a bonsai tree where you’d cut off the small weak branches so the stronger ones can grow better. He also talked about how everything you record is “trying to be crap.” That made me laugh a bit, but I understood what he meant. Most raw recordings are messy and unstructured and not very interesting on their own. It’s up to us to shape them into something that actually reaches people’s hearts. He said you have to be “ruthless” about cutting out the boring parts. I think a lot of beginners including myself probably try to keep everything they recorded because it feels precious. But now I see that storytelling isn’t about collecting everything. It’s about finding only what matters.

    Listening to the War of the Worlds broadcast by Orson Welles helped me see what Ira Glass was talking about. That broadcast wasn’t just people reading lines in a studio. I think that’s why people believed it was real back in 1938. They used the structure and pacing of normal radio to their advantage. Ira Glass said that the best stories have a sense of drama and characters interacting with each other. Even though War of the Worlds was fake, it sure did sound like the reporters were witnessing everything first-hand, describing alien tripods stomping across New Jersey farmlands with tentacles and poisonous gas and are currently heading towards New York! I didn’t need visuals to imagine it. The calm way they described terrifying things made it feel even scarier. 

    Another thing Ira Glass said was that beginners often try to talk like “people on TV” instead of just being themselves. I think I do that too sometimes, like trying to sound more formal or “professional” instead of just… me! He said people connect better with someone who talks like a normal human being. When I think about War of the Worlds again (even though it was dramatic), it still sounded like real people reporting news instead of actors reading lines. Maybe that’s why it was so powerful. Overall, what I learned from Ira Glass this week is that good audio storytelling takes patience, being honest, and being willing to fail many times before finding something special! And listening to War of the Worlds just showed the real effects of powerful storytelling when done right.

  • Daily Creates Week #3

    This is my Daily Creates for Week #3.


    07/08/2025

    #tdc4925 #ds106 DailyCreateBot | The DS106 Daily Create

    I’ve given NightCafe the prompt “A small stubby robot staring at the word “TDC” on a small slip of paper.”

    robotTDC

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    07/09/2025

    #tdc4926 #ds106 From the House of Deeply Bunk Farmer | The DS106 Daily Create

    I sat under the pines at green.sparrow.dream, feeling the forest breath around me. By the evening, I stood barefoot at laser.town.ample, letting the waves wash me away.

    what3words /// green.sparrow.dream

    what3words /// laser.town.ample

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    07/10/2025

    #tdc4927 #ds106 CO2 Change Story | The DS106 Daily Create

    In 2032, scientists woke up to find global CO2 levels had dropped to near zero overnight. At first, everyone cheered and threw parades, thinking their climate solutions had finally worked! ‘Till the trees began to wither, the crops stopped growing, and the winter winds cut colder than ever before. It was discovered that a sudden microbial mutation had occurred among ocean plankton, absorbing CO2 at an unprecedented rate and clearing up the skies, but starving the atmosphere and the planet’s life systems in silence.

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  • Intro Design Summary

    What I’ve Learned about Design

    Doing The Vignelli Canon reflection showed me that design is more about asking what is appropriate rather than what looks cool. Massimo Vignelli wrote, “Design means to be in control of every detail” (p. 74). I didn’t really think about it like that before. I used to choose fonts or layouts just based on what looked interesting to me or just whatever the common theme was, but now I’m starting to see that every small choice affects how people understand what they’re seeing.

    Doing the DesignBlitz also made me notice how even everyday objects are designed with intention. Like the Honey Nut Cheerios box I analyzed. Its heart-shaped cereal pieces connect to the message about heart health. I believe this design choice led people to feel trust or comfort toward the product and company. On a larger level, society seems to rely on design to communicate things quickly without words like for street signs.

    What Was Harder Than I Expected

    More challenging than I thought was finding a way to make the fortune cookie movie quotes feel both real and meaningful. For example, in the Fortune Cookies assignment, I needed to choose quotes from The Lion King movie that could actually feel like a real fortune. I began thinking about what a person would feel reading them in real life. I didn’t want it to feel forced or cringey. Also, with The Lion King Paid Escort edit, I struggled with balancing humor and meaning. I didn’t want it to be just a joke.

    What Was Easier Than I Expected

    Creating the edits for the assignments was easier than I thought. Using tools like Paint.NET and Adobe Lightroom Classic felt pretty straightforward since I’ve already gotten used to them. For example, making the fortune cookie quotes with the scenes from The Lion King or isolating the apple and butterfly from the other elements in the orchard photo came together smoother than I expected. The technical side didn’t slow me down much which was a relief.

    What Drove Me Crazy

    The very one thing that really drove me crazy was dealing with copyright restrictions for the third assignment of part IV. At first, I found this perfect photo of a pigeon standing out in the foreground, in front of all the other pigeons. I added a glowing white outline around it and blurred the background, then added the text “be the pigeon that stands out from the flock.” I thought it looked great. But right after finishing, I discovered the copyright license on that image which didn’t allow me to use it the way I wanted. That was frustrating because I had already put a lot of work into it. I spent hours searching for a good replacement but couldn’t find anything that fit or had a forgiving license. Eventually, I remembered a childhood memory at the orchard and started searching for apples instead. That’s when I found the perfect Creative Commons image with a license that let me use it freely (as long as it’s non-commerical and appropriately credited). It felt like a lucky break after a long struggle. This whole experience showed me how important it is to understand copyright early on…

    What I’ve Enjoyed

    What I enjoyed most was seeing how simple edits could create an emotional meaning. In the “One Memory in Color” assignment, I left one apple in bright red with a yellow butterfly on top while the rest turned grey. When I finished the edit, I felt so triumphant and satisfied with how it turned out.

    Final Thoughts

    This week made me realize design is not about making things flashy or trendy. It’s more like quietly telling a story in a way people can feel without needing an explanation. Like Vignelli said, “Good design doesn’t cost more than bad design. The opposite is quite true, very often” (p. 94). I think good design feels honest. That’s something I want to carry with me, whether in class or later on in life.


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  • One Memory in Color

    When I was young, my family took me to an apple orchard one autumn weekend. It’s also the one drive to the orchard where I had my infamous sunglasses photo taken which became a household relic.

    Orchard Visit

    I don’t remember the drive there in full, just hazy memories of large open plains of grass and plots of many trees lined up as I watched in the back seat. But what I do remember clearly is standing between endless rows of apple trees with my dad. He showed me how to twist an apple off gently so the branch wouldn’t snap. I was a careful boy back then, surprisingly. I didn’t want to make the nice people working there mad. Back then, all the apples felt the same to me. I didn’t care if they were bright red or yellow-green. I was just excited to pick any apple at all and drop it carefully into the basket I was carrying. It wouldn’t be fun picking an apple that had already fallen on the ground, right?

    Applebutterfly
    Original credits to Ben Balter under Flickr Creative Commons CC BY-NC-SA

    For this assignment, I found a Creative Commons photo of apples hanging from a tree and edited it to recreate the feeling of how my mind remembers that day. In my edit, I left one apple glowing in a vivid red while muting all the others in deep unsaturation. On top of that bright apple sat a small butterfly with bright yellow wings. I kept its color intact too because it looked pretty important. I added the caption: “No matter how much time passes, one memory stays bright.” When I looked at it, it reminded me of how memories work. Most moments blur into grey and even forgotten, but a core memory from your childhood can stand out in perfect color, carrying with them unexpected details like a smell, a sensation–you name it.

    Apple Butterfly Modified
    I modified the image using Lightroom Classic w/ Masking tool, paint.NET for the text

    Seeing this photo now makes me realize how small moments can root themselves so deeply. That orchard trip didn’t change my life in any dramatic way. But it still stayed with me, tucked between blurred memories of my childhood I rarely think about. Sometimes I wonder if I’ll take my own kids to an orchard one day and if they’ll remember it too. Maybe not everything. But maybe just one apple, glowing red under the sun, with a butterfly perched calmly on top, reminding them that even small fleeting things can be beautiful enough to hold onto forever.

    The Little Caption – Assignment Bank

  • The Lion King: Paid “Escort”

    Scar has always been a character who left a bitter taste in my mind. When I watched The Lion King, I saw how he betrayed Mufasa without a second thought and then lied to the pride to cover it up. He carried himself with this fake confidence, acting like he deserved everything he stole. But even then, part of me wondered if he always wanted to be the villain. Growing up, he was overlooked, living in Mufasa’s shadow as the smaller, weaker brother. Some say Scar was actually smart, noticing problems others ignored, like how some animals were starving while others thrived. He tried to share his ideas but no one cared and after years of being dismissed, he grew bitter. There are videos out there calling him a misunderstood revolutionary who wanted to fix the land before it dried up completely. This YouTube analysis talks about how Scar’s ideas about fairness and sharing resources could have changed the Pride Lands for the better (like how he tried sharing resources with the hyenas). But in the end, I still think he caused more harm than good by choosing betrayal (to both sides) instead of working to earn trust.

    Snippet from The Lion King. Scar lied to the pack to become the new king and brought in the hyena.

    When I edited myself into this scene from The Lion King (2019), I imagined what it would feel like to stand there with him in his final moments. The screenshot shows Scar surrounded by hyenas in the dim cave light, crouched low with fear in his eyes. Off to the side behind a boulder, I’m there wearing dark sunglasses, just watching. At the bottom of the image, I added the line: “Relax, Scar. I paid these hyenas extra to escort you out.” It changes the whole meaning. Now his ending isn’t just the hyenas’ revenge. It’s me orchestrating it, making sure he can’t manipulate his way out again.

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    Snapshop from The Lion King (2019). I edited myself and the subtitles in with Paint.NET

    Thinking about it, Scar’s story is almost sad. Maybe if someone had listened to him earlier, he wouldn’t have turned out the way he did. But by the time this scene happens, he’s already crossed every line. Seeing myself there didn’t make me feel powerful in a grand way. It just felt certain. Like justice isn’t always so loud or heroic. Sometimes it’s just a quiet person standing in the shadows, paying what’s due, and making sure the story ends the way it’s supposed to before walking away without needing to say anything else.

    Messing with the MacGuffin – Assignment Bank

  • Fortune Cookies from “The Lion King”

    I was thinking today about how fortune cookies usually have little messages about your future or perhaps words of good luck, but sometimes a line from a movie feels like a fortune too. Or a warning for the future.


    If I ever opened a fortune cookie that said “Remember who you are,” it would feel like Mufasa was talking directly to me. In The Lion King, this line isn’t just a casual phrase. Simba is lost and scared. He’s been running away for so long that he doesn’t even think he can go back home. Then Rafiki shows him his reflection in the water. Simba thinks he’s just looking at a reflection of himself. Rafiki denies this and tells him to look harder. That’s when Mufasa appears in the sky and says, “You have forgotten who you are, and so forgotten me… Remember who you are. You are my son and the one true king.”

    rememberWhoYouAre
    Added the quote “Remember who you are” using Paint.NET
    Snippet from The Lion KIng (2:42 for the quote)

    If someone got that fortune in real life, I think it would feel different depending on what they’re going through. For Simba, it was a reminder that he still had worth and responsibility even though he had messed up before. For me, it would feel like a quiet push to stop wasting my time and go back to what I was meant to do. Mufasa’s words remind me that no matter how much I try to hide, the truth of who I am will always be there waiting for me to accept it again. It’s not a dramatic “you can do it!” sort of fortune, but rather a softer one that says, “You were always enough.”


    Another fortune cookie could say “Long live the king.” Scar, the main antagonist from The Lion King, said this right before he let Mufasa fall into the stampede. If someone opened a cookie with that inside, it would probably feel unsettling at first. In the movie, Scar pretends to save Mufasa but then says “Long live the king” and throws him off to his demise. That line sounds respectful, but it’s actually filled with betrayal and greed. Scar wanted power so badly he was willing to kill his own brother for it. If I got this fortune, I think I’d see it as a warning about blind ambition and jealousy. It reminds me that not every person is genuine, and not every compliment is real. Scar’s words were just as sharp as his claws that very day.

    longLiveTheKing
    Added the quote “Long live the king” using Paint.NET
    Snippet from The Lion King (1:20 for the quote)

    I drew this scene on lined notebook paper. It’s Mufasa clawing into the edge of the cliff, trying to pull himself up while the wildebeest stampede rages below. He’s desperate, but also full of this tired strength that refuses to give up. Looking at my drawing now, it feels less like a movie scene and more like a memory of what it means to care about someone, your pack, so much it scares you to not let go.

    lionSketch
    Go, Mufasa! Go!!

    If I opened these two fortunes back to back, I think I’d sit there quietly and just think about them. Mufasa’s fortune would feel grounding, reminding me to go back to who I really am inside when I feel lost. Scar’s would feel like a cold lesson about how dangerous it is to let jealousy and hate control you. When I think about it, both lines tell the whole story of The Lion King in just a few words. One is about staying true to yourself and your responsibilities and the other is about what happens when you let darkness take over your heart.

    Movie Fortunes – Assignment Bank