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Dude. Trying to add masks to video after the fact is tough. Well, let me rephrase that. Trying to add masks to video after the fact using the software that I have is tough.

Let me step back a minute. A mask is a cut out on the screen that something else shows through. It's basically a outline of something that you want something to show through (or cover it).

So...why am I tripping on this? Easy. I filmed Jen singing the theme song for Kingdom Hearts the other day. And after ripping that and posting it here (and on YouTube), I got to thinking how jazzzy it would be if I cut in some footage from the actual video game (the YoubTube is crawling with that stuff). So I got a cool clip and converted it so I could use it in my software. But...there's no way to make it look cool.

OK. That's not entirely true. I COULD....but it would mean going back in to the original footage....go through it and put keyframes in there...and then setup the points for the mask....making sure that at each keyframe the points line up (so it looks seamless and that window that's in the shot is always showing the KH footage.

And that's not out of the realm of possibility.

But it might be tonight. I'm not sure yet.

We'll see.

I'll keep you posted as I'm sure you're all waiting by your PCs anxiously.


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