Three windows
Posted on February 6, 2010
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God’s dandruff
Posted on February 5, 2010
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Social butter
Posted on February 5, 2010
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Microsoft/Motorola team
Posted on February 4, 2010
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For grad design studio II, we have to build some kind of social/service app for Microsoft and Motorola.
My badass team:
Corinna Sherman, Bryan Cheung, Kelly Nash, moi
Web site launch
Posted on February 2, 2010
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Hello all, my new portfolio Web site is up at www.chelseydelaney.com.
It is not compatible with Internet Explorer, so please use a different browser to view (download Firefox).
Been applying for internships like crazy… Let’s see what happens.
Kitty
Posted on January 24, 2010
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This is purely a dummy post in order to instill faithful readership again. (I promise to post more)
Back to school and stuff.
Posted on January 12, 2010
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Started school on Monday. So far I am feeling better about this semester, which makes sense since I guess every school experience starts vague and ends becoming more tailored to your own personal goals.
Wrote an Examiner blog today about The Oatmeal, which has become probably my favorite Internet visit as of late.
Also started my publishing internship today with CMU Press. Got to go to the CMU book warehouse and pack books and send to various authors–And the press owner let me keep a copy of each of the books (that’s five new books of poetry <holla!> ).
ALMOST finished with my Web site. Textual sneak peak? It’s simple horizontal scroll with an urban theme, a simple yellow-white-black color palette, and JQuery. I’ll show its knickers in the coming week…
Final interactive graphic
Posted on December 11, 2009
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This graphic uses two external data files and three external AS3 files… Turns out I’m a cutesy-illustrator. Sorry ’bout that. Swear I will learn to toughen up on screen…
Also click on it to do it/interact– I re-sized it earlier to fit into the post and it looked dumb.
Look mom, I’m a programmer.
Final Poster
Posted on December 9, 2009
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Our last project of the semester consisted of diagramming a basic breakdown of a piece of media. My instructor assigned me benfry.com.
I’ll be concise, as I just spent hours finishing my process book and thus describing in length what I am about to describe in laziness.
There are five main web pages linked from the navigation bar. Each page is represented in a column of its code. The site has one CSS file; this file is the yellow text spanning across the center connecting and relating to all the site’s code. The bottom bar labels each section of code (each page). The thin blue lines represent the amount of internal links within the site and the site’s “passageways.” “benfry.com” is in transparent overlay because the idea was based off of the “Magic Eye” posters.
Another day, another project and presentation tomorrow… + really cold weather.
On Loss
Posted on December 3, 2009
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An actual serious post.
I lost a friend recently.
I knew him through an ex-boyfriend whom I dated for three years during high school. For those three years I primarily spent time with him (the boyfriend), my few friends, and his few friends. Our groups were united and later coincidences happened with friendships. It’s very clear to me, if I could diagram the people then who mattered, who mattered. I could label their complementary contribution to the misery we all had due to geographic suffocation.
I go home to Corpus Christi and I tell my friends I will write a book about it someday. I remember when I was young they told us “Corpus Christi” was the only city named that in the entire world. I could have guessed that, and guessed that, and guessed that.
If you believe that people are most affected by their own selves, then this is the place that can exemplify your belief. I have never witnessed, in my life, the self-awareness that occurs there compared with any other place. It’s a self-awareness that becomes dangerous. I was on the verge and I knew and know many who have been, and who have crossed.
In high school I had a driving force to escape. Everyone wanted to escape. People said they were going to “move to” usually Austin or San Antonio (the only two acceptable cities in Texas) once they figured things out.
And once they say this, the hourglass is flipped. It’s only so long before we all lose our minds. It’s only so long before the 1,000th beer run is committed at the end of Saratoga Street and we need to buy something at the mall and our friends are taking pills again and those guys are having a party. It’s social poverty.
When an integral part of that experience died, I worried that it all might die.
I spoke with my ex-boyfriend after the funeral. He said, “Our friends are drinking themselves into the ground.”
And then I sit and I worry about my final project for graduate school in Pittsburgh, PA.
I’m still so self-aware, but I don’t know if it even matters anymore. This coincides with my desire to move back after grad school. To feel it again… To know what’s important… To acknowledge and to genuinely react.
I want to understand why Rob is gone.
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