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About Me

A number of words derived from the alphabet forming a sentence in which to abstractly reference an icon somehow relating Jeff Thrower's interests to the curious.
Take it for what you will.
I occasionally make 3D models.
As illustrated here.

My ambition is to work in multimedia. More, actually to write as well as creating moving pictures. Really, the more to distract me from the meaninglessness of existence, the merrier.
I made this a few years back. This version is how it originally appeared without sound. I had music with this until the last edit, when I leveled the complaints about the music by removing it altogether.
I'm so fucking rebellious.
I was too sick to be at the exhibition however, though the thought of pummeling a crowd of people with the only 3:30 of silence in their day was a delight.
I'll be mixing in the original music and putting up some different footage from the same session that I think is a bit more intriguing. Because I'm sure its a real concern.

My Blog

Lock, Stock, and Smiling Bobby's Bits

The error: Lifting ideas from barely understandable cockney bastard film characters adept in achieving remarkable heights in stupidity.http://www.hulu.com/watch/47042/lock-stock-and-two ... ...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Mar 2009 09:43:00 GMT

This morning

After being able to make communications with a colony in outer space; after making a half-hour of content compelling enough to create a spot for myself on airwaves that apparently traveled the galaxy ...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Dec 2008 09:22:00 GMT

Love is Not Currency

A mirror now that reflects my image no more To think another someday may in my stead be Makes me cold For my love's Never ceased, never lapsed, never expired Quite despite the love you failed to show ...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Sep 2008 13:07:00 GMT

Again

a new dream -The protagonist comes into focus as he crosses the bright morning sun, briefly blocking its sharp glare. Mounted on a furious steed, he races forth through the arctic landscape. He's assa...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Aug 2008 15:45:00 GMT

Dreams

And I just wanted to chill under the stars...I was in a boat on a tranquil lake at night, and there were people at first. In fact, it was so packed full of people I really didn't know how I could navi...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Nov 2007 15:16:00 GMT

Shit King Manifesto

I sat - a broken piece of a human being, satisfactorily disassociated from the world. I was so disappointed that the feeling only conjured memories of my typical interactions.This happens when I open ...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Nov 2007 12:23:00 GMT

keep telling myself

One day, I will no longer be saddled with the task of figuring out a way of making it thru the night. One day people will stop underestimating me and respect me as they fucking should. And my commitme...
Posted by on Sat, 14 Jul 2007 15:18:00 GMT

Falling

It seems I just can't stop feeling like I'm falling. It feels like gravity to everybody else, but I'm not entirely sure people actually connect with what I'm talking about. But I guess I'm just stalli...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 18:49:00 GMT

I, Me, Mine

I found my sketchbooks last night. I've never felt healed by a thing until now.I really wish life would quit making sense in a dramatic foreign cinema kind of way- I've been aching to find the books f...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 00:24:00 GMT

bullshit

Heres me:Whine whine whine blah blah whine whine.
Posted by on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 09:08:00 GMT