Hello, all. Currently in one of my courses— Time, Motion and Communication, at the Ringling College of Art & Design —we are doing Project DataNet. Project DataNet is a semester long exploration with the goal to leverage a critical understanding of different visualization methods across a series of disciplines. My group and I are encouraged to be forward-thinking about application design while creating a dynamic/expansive prototype in response to user feedback, streaming data, and shared content.

What does this mean?
That we're going to be collecting information and making it look beautiful— creating infographics and building applications and all of that fun stuff. What does this have to do with bucket lists? That's the information we're collecting. By making connections with all the info we're given, we will be able to analyze the most popular "goals" to do before death, create blogs, design a social networking site dedicated to getting people together who have the same goals or have similar lists, and arranging meetings to maybe get group rates on expensive goals, make iPhone apps complete with privacy functions (for some of the more creative minds who don't wish to share with others what they'd like to do), et cetera. The only time-consuming part is taking the Meyers-Brigg personality test (which you can find here), but honestly it won't take more than 10 to 15 minutes to complete. We would greatly appreciate your help, as the more information we can gather, the more beautiful we can make this project.

If you would like to participate in this project, please fill out the following information.

First Name:
Age:
Gender:
State/Providence or Country:
Profession:
Personality Type (MBTI):
Okay to have this information published?:
Bucket List (10+):

Thank you so much! I will make a post in May with the results of this project, and the designs created. If you'd like to see how we're progressing, you can check out our work blog. Currently it's just research on Maeda, but eventually we'll be posting mindmaps, design prototypes, ideas, and more. (If you're on Tumblr, feel free to follow!)

Requests are almost done, but this is about something else entirely. I'm joining the effort over at help_haiti. I'm offering 15+ icons of anything you choose, or wallpapers, a fanmix, etc, for bidding.

My thread is here.

Anything you guys can do would help enormously.

Hello everyone. I am not dead, despite the 17 week break I've had from posting. In that time I've somehow managed to gain a few new followers, so hello to you all! School is out, and my computer is all shiny and full of the CS4 suite, but I had to wipe my harddrive to get it. SO. Here's another one of these request post things. Since I have the time to do it now, they should be done fairly quickly, and not take... months. Like last time. Anyway. The rules:
Post one or two (please no more than that!) caps/photos, and I will make icons of them.
The first 25 people to comment get dibs.
CLOSED.

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01-10: True Blood (Eric/Sookie)
+ Spoilers for 2x09!

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The current challenge at makeitlarger is negative space, and I'm sort of incapable of thinking about something other than Generation Kill or True Blood at the moment. Hence, this.
+ There is now a fuckyeahgenerationkill on Tumblr.

Dust settles in the corners of their eyes and the branches of their lungs, white staining their vision, breaths heavy with sand. The emptiness can be beautiful, can serve as a metaphor for their organs or their personal horizons, lets them blot out the sun with the curve of a thumb and wonder if that's all it really takes. They are warriors, but their boots are weighed with politics and they are marching a fragile line, ears straining for commands that come from tin cans, voices thick with static and numbers. But on they drive, and march, to ancient beats pulsing in the hot sand and the hot sky, waiting for the fire of danger to spark within them at any moment, fingers steady on their weapons. Acoustic guitars swell with their tempo, electricity zips up the strings to give them excitement, but static filters in and slows their footsteps as night washes the light from the world, letting their destruction become a celebration in the sky.



Here at timeisfiction.

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01-01: 500 Days of Summer
02-03: Billie Piper
04-04: Doctor Who
05-06: Fringe
07-13: Generation Kill
14-14: Matthew Gray Gubler
15-15: Naomi Watts
16-20: True Blood

Been Here Before. Doctor Who: Alt!Ten/Rose, PG.
He can't help feeling it. She can't help feeling baffled. Jealousy, for then_theres_us.
She was staring at him. Really staring at him, like his fingers were stuck in the toaster (again) or he was covered in detergent (…again) or had broke something. (Again).
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There is something… different about Sookie Stackhouse, though he can't quite put his finger on it. He can see the fire in her, burning underneath her skin, lighting up her insides with anger and compassion and pride alike. It is curious. In all the years that have been swept up in his wake, steadying his hands and his mind and his indifference, there have been precious few times where he has become so intrigued by something. By someone. And while our blond barmaid senses his interest in her, and her abilities, she finds that trying to ignore the sparks he sets off in her is becoming increasingly difficult. And so the beginning of their journey is set to faltering, uncertain static, filtering between the hum of guitars and smooth voices weaving in out, letting their story unfold. But then— the synths. Sweeping electronic beats and orchestral crescendos slip in to represent the foreign territory they unwittingly begin to explore simply by catching the others' gaze— and soon they are well on their way, letting emotion dictate what their actions should be, with no room for logic and little for peace. Sookie's corner of Louisiana will never be the same again.



Here at timeisfiction.

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There were a lot of votes for a Skarsgård… anything. So here we are.
Lyrics are from Kent's "Hur Jag Fick Dig Att Älska Mig."

..........?!!?

Looked at my profile this morning (which features the most boring two sentences ever found on LJ), and was a little taken aback at this. What the heck, guys! I thought about doing another request post, but I know how long it takes me to get them all finished. So this is more like a big suggestion post? If you want to see some photos made into icons, or wallpapers, want to have a certain fic prompt written, or maybe just want some music recommendations, then I guess this is the place to post it! I can't promise I'm going to do all of them, but this will be an open-ended suggestion box that I will draw from.

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I am totally blaming the doubleshot espresso I had for this.
And, er, you should leave me your tumblr names so I can follow you. I'm here.

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01-15: Generation Kill

Where all this stuff is coming from is a mystery.
+ I got a tumblr, so add me on there! I think I'm getting the hang of it.

Major, major spoilers for Children of Earth. Proceed with caution!
Find it here, at timeisfiction.

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01-03: Alexander Skarsgård
04-05: Matthew Gray Gubler
06-06: Scarlett Johansson
07-07: Star Trek XI
08-11: True Blood
12-25: Requests

Lost and Found (Small Deaths Remix). Doctor Who: Martha, Donna, Ten/Rose, Pg-13.
They've both seen the mark of her in different rooms, proof that the memory of her, like a ghost, still remains; but now they see how her things affect him.
The silence of the room is not friendly, but neither is it uncomfortable; it almost seems sad, and she wonders, a little, how she got to the point where even the absence of something could be touched with tragedy. A remix of hippiebanana132's Lost and Found, for chips_remixed.
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Songs Your Mother Never Sang You. Doctor Who: Ten/Rose, Pg-13.
But the truth of it is: you will never hear your heels click— only the ticking of a clock.
Sometimes you dream in black and white. You never used to, before, but now soft grays color your mother's face, and sometimes she will sing songs that you have never heard before, but you will feel like you should have remembered them somehow. Fairytales, for then_theres_us.
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01-10: True Blood
+ Eric/Sookie wallpaper

Bless the Weather. Doctor Who: Ten/Rose, Pg-13.
Time has never been a straight line for Rose Tyler. It should have figured that dimensions wouldn't be either. Pre- and Post-Series 4, all at the same time. Summer, for then_theres_us.
The field below is dry and crackling, shadowed by the impending sound of lightning, and even as she shifts uncomfortably with impatience, she can hear the grass crunching against the whisper of a breeze further down from where she's standing. She breathes in deeply, calmly, tasting the changing pressure, feeling fine strands of her hair rising with static.
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