Wednesday, April 28, 2010


I asked me if I admire someone. I was thinking a minutes but I can’t remember any named. After I remember a sentence, “The documental is a creative treatment of the reality” words very important for me.
John Grierson said these words but maybe he never said the sentence the way I think he said it, but these words open many possibilities when making Documentary.

Today, the documental is only different of the fiction in the way of production, because the documental isn’t reality, but before, many persons like thought “I can represent the real world” and this is impossible.

John Grierson was born in Scotland in 1986. He was in the British Navy and studied philosophy and literature. He travel to USA to examine immigrant problems I 1924, and return to England in 1927 where He began to work in the Empire Marketing Board, a governmental office what make publicity. After he began to do documental of the British Empire but He filmed to working class. But He made propagandist for the Empire but he always considerate the social-realist film.
I think, the documentary must be responsible, and this year I must work in documental projects, I can not forget these words “creative treatment of the reality”.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Moving moving moving

A Friday's night or I must say Saturday morning, I was alone in my apartment (I live on 5th floor) using my computer, I was playing, chatting, listening music and watching videos in Internet when I listen the phone. After, I was talking, the call finished, the lights turned off and all was moving strong. An earthquake! I stand up, and lowly I walked to he door, the walls was curved in the earthquake, the lamps and the blender fall , I arrived to door. I couldn’t open it. Finally I could open it, Earthquake hadn’t finish. I saw an old woman walking to the stairs. She was scared and said very religion’s thinks. I was erratic, I went to first floor, a loot of people was here. Persons taking the cars and go out, others turn on the radio.

I returned to my apartment, in the stairs was falling water, the furnace had exploited. In the apartment and I cleaned it. I recollected water, and making a emergence’s bag. I was waiting, seeing the city for the window.

The light returned. I turned on the radio. I listened to people talking about news from all affected zones. It was freak. After I turn on Tv. I remember what I couldn’t call to anybody. Was 6 am and I could talking with family.
After I hadn’t water for 3 day, I saw my family at 4th day, but a friend and her family helped me in the days that I was alone.

I could be fine.
I ate ramen for first time.
And met to the people of my apartment’s building .

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Hello guys! I'm Carlos and This is my first blog, a bad blog, a boring blog and I'm writing in english for a english class but my native languaje is spanish. Today was a very long day, in the morning i'm wake up late because i mustn't go to University.
I'm Filmaking Studing in "Universidad de Chile", campus Juan Gomez Millas, Nuñoa, in the metropolitan region.
In English class we must write every class in our blogs, because the teacher cheek all. In the future i will tell you what happend.


pd: I have a present for you
Les Luthiers Subtitulating!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S90yo-dBFi8