Richard BF
Richard BF
Videoblogging theoretics, being the media, and the completely improvised future of a world currently without rhyme, reason or good beetroot fertiliser.
RBF the fluff video
I thought I'd do a fluff video.
Stone chipping bastard
I always keep a few old videos lying around on the Internet Archive. Here's one from my November trip to Canberra.
Barriers to community
While the evilvlog glitterati drop poo pies on unsuspecting commoners from their ivory towers, we the people are shooting video and putting it on the Internet.
Random edits
My Every frame has its purpose post got me thinking about how to produce video without my head influencing my editing decisions, so that the resulting video is a real snap shot of life or at least me without my videoblogging persona.
I have a few ...
Every frame has its purpose
In any novel, play or film, every scene, every movement, every word, is there for a reason. And in film, especially when every frame is so expensive with respect to dollars and time to tell a story, every frame is there for a reason. Whether it be ...
My egg is haunted
While making the eleventh day of Christmas video, I discovered a haunted egg.
God save the neighbours
Over the Christmas/New Year week, the neighbour decided to play his bass for about 7 days straight. I don't mind the odd bit of loud thumping bass, but when he started playing along to latin dance for a few days, it began to piss me off. So how pleased I ...
A very Singleton New Year
I'm not a big fan of Christmas and New Year's, in case you couldn't tell, so I spent time at home with Singleton. He wasn't particularly happy about it.
This video is part of a backlog from stumbling into the twelve days of Christmas for the last... ooh, ...
On the twelfth day of Christmas
...my true love gave to me.
On the eleventh day of Christmas
...my true love gave to me.
Quite a few people have emailed me saying they've been skipping videos in this series, because of course the numbers go up, so the higher the number, the more you get, less time to wait... oh, you get what I mean. Anyway, you ...
On the tenth day of Christmas
...my true love gave to me.
On the ninth day of Christmas
...my true love gave to me.
On the eighth day of Christmas
...my true love gave to me.
On the seventh day of Christmas
...my true love gave to me.
On the sixth day of Christmas
...my true love gave to me.
On the fifth day of Christmas
...my true love gave to me.
On the fourth day of Christmas
...my true love gave to me.
On the third day of Christmas
...my true love gave to me.
On the second day of Christmas
...my true love gave to me.