So, this is it- Spring Quarter. All the crying, swearing, spitting, cursing, kicking myself, hiding under chairs, empty soda bottles and pat mistakes have brought me to this point. I have nine weeks to put out a finished product, something I can be proud of, something that illustrates the culmination of all my artistic talent thus far.
Or something like that.
Obviously, the LAST thing I need is to get injured, right? Some sort of arbitrary accident that could've been easily avoided and didn't require some demented blue brace, right? I mean, who the hell needs that? The universe couldn't be that cruel...right?
WRONG.
The very first day of Spring, I'm walking home to catch the bus, happy at how awesome my final classes are. My ears are drowning in Vocaloid (I like it, so sue me), my satchel is light, the sun is behind the hazy gray clouds, all and all, not a bad Monday. Until something crashed into me from behind and flung me into the pavement. The first thought crossing my mind as I soared towards the asphalt was "who the hell tackled me?!" and for a brief moment, I thought it was my friend, Brook, being over-zealous, as is her wont. I tumble over my satchel in a heap, breaking my fall with my right hand and being met with white hot pain. I didn't know how long I was screaming, but it was bad enough that my body was shaking as I gripped my wrist.
Once the waves of jagged green and white left my mind, the first thing to reach my ears was a frantic chant of "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Oh my god, are you okay?!" I sat up in a daze, realizing I had been crying amidst my howls and saw a chap with a red hoodie and dark glasses practically dancing around me as he continued his chant. I saw blood on his lips and asked if he was alright- they were chapped and either he bit them or started shouting as well when the crash happened. I looked over my shoulder and saw the assailant lying on the ground- a vintage black bicycle with no visible brake system. It turns out the chap frolicking around me had made no warning or attempt to go around me down the wide road leading to the buses and apparently had failed to notice me (seriously, how do you miss something tall, blue and (moderately) fat?).
Rather than get his name, I was caught up in making sure I hadn't smashed my skull open, or worse, my hand (yeah, I got my priorities straight).
The universe has now given me a new challenge- until Monday, I'm stuck in this stupid brace. Which means taking out the pruning shears and having at it for my thesis. Everything you've seen thus far is now obsolete =/ In a bizarre way, I'm grateful the universe knocked me on my ass- my thesis was dragging on FOREVER. So stay tuned for a brand new thesis! Sorta. Ish >> Moving on!
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
Midway Finishes
Five days and counting O_O Been working on a lot of the keys, getting some of the basics down. Sorry, I'm babbling ^^;;
The reason once again for my silence was putting my thesis together- all the fun bits of blocking scenes, adding a few shots in, dumping others out. This is what I have keyed so far, and by this weekend, the whole thing will be ready for fleshing and polishing. Enjoy! :D
The reason once again for my silence was putting my thesis together- all the fun bits of blocking scenes, adding a few shots in, dumping others out. This is what I have keyed so far, and by this weekend, the whole thing will be ready for fleshing and polishing. Enjoy! :D
Monday, November 28, 2011
I'm Alive, I Swear!!
-blows dust off the computer, hits the CPU a few times-
I swear, I'm still alive, promise! So much has been thrown at me, I feel like I'm standing on the receiving end of a turbine engine after a school of directionally challenged pigeons decided to have a game of tag on the landing strip. In short, a mess XD
But never fear, have I got content to make up for my silence! Well, sorta >> Okay, I have five novels in different stages of completion, a web comic on a back burner and a thesis on the boiler. I know, I need to be institutionalized. Probably already am and don't know it XD
But, for all my jibber jabber, I've been working in my handy dandy sketchbook for the past 7-8 months, and now that I have access to a scanner, I can show you all the random doodles that plugged up the holes between noveling, animating and baking (yes, baking, I have a side business).
Behold! Stuff!
And now for the cherry on top!
I swear, I'm still alive, promise! So much has been thrown at me, I feel like I'm standing on the receiving end of a turbine engine after a school of directionally challenged pigeons decided to have a game of tag on the landing strip. In short, a mess XD
But never fear, have I got content to make up for my silence! Well, sorta >> Okay, I have five novels in different stages of completion, a web comic on a back burner and a thesis on the boiler. I know, I need to be institutionalized. Probably already am and don't know it XD
But, for all my jibber jabber, I've been working in my handy dandy sketchbook for the past 7-8 months, and now that I have access to a scanner, I can show you all the random doodles that plugged up the holes between noveling, animating and baking (yes, baking, I have a side business).
Behold! Stuff!
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| Chloe- Between The Lines, 2011 |
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| Kelstrin's Final Outfit Design- Steam & Mist, 2011 |
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| A Sokruri, 2011 |
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| Mokhani- Steam & Mist, 2011 |
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| Plague Doctor Test Poses- Plague Doctor, 2011 |
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| Aros Sketch- Block, 2011 |
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| Kelstrin Healing Frederick- Steam & Mist, 2011 |
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| T'Gha- Stranded, 2011 |
And now for the cherry on top!
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Updates- Block
Hey everyone! Getting back into the habit of posting but I have awesome news!
First off, the unveiling of the first poster for Block!
And now for the cherry on top-
I need to raise capital for this project. I need to reach $1260 by September 14th otherwise I'll have to take out loans and lock horns with banks and more debt :< But this is where you come in! :D If you can donate just a dollar, it helps immeasurably. If you cannot donate, that's perfectly fine; if you circulate this to others to generate hype and other possible backers. Depending on how much you donate as well, you're eligible to awesome awards, ranging from a special thanks in the credits to a kickin' Art Bundle containing original artwork and a signed poster! :D
Block, A Tale of Metaphorical Proportions Here is the link to the Kickstarter fund- and remember, every bit counts, even if it's just circulating the link!
First off, the unveiling of the first poster for Block!
I need to raise capital for this project. I need to reach $1260 by September 14th otherwise I'll have to take out loans and lock horns with banks and more debt :< But this is where you come in! :D If you can donate just a dollar, it helps immeasurably. If you cannot donate, that's perfectly fine; if you circulate this to others to generate hype and other possible backers. Depending on how much you donate as well, you're eligible to awesome awards, ranging from a special thanks in the credits to a kickin' Art Bundle containing original artwork and a signed poster! :D
Block, A Tale of Metaphorical Proportions Here is the link to the Kickstarter fund- and remember, every bit counts, even if it's just circulating the link!
Friday, July 15, 2011
Moar Updates! :D
VYou- Black Dawn Studios
Hey chickadees! To further expand my artsy roots on the internet, I've set up a Q&A type website for those curious about the origin of my ideas, characters, possible future goals and more! Also, I got an art comish for a steampunk western AND some animation for an art expo in October :D Things be looking up!
Hey chickadees! To further expand my artsy roots on the internet, I've set up a Q&A type website for those curious about the origin of my ideas, characters, possible future goals and more! Also, I got an art comish for a steampunk western AND some animation for an art expo in October :D Things be looking up!
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Book 1 is COMPLETE!
Hey chickadees! Been caught up in a lot of work in summer sessions. But there is good news! :D Book 1 of Steam & Mist is done!
Steam & Mist: Shadow Over Silestra
On top of that, art dumpage!
Stay tuned for more, kiddies! :D
Steam & Mist: Shadow Over Silestra
On top of that, art dumpage!
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| Facial Study of Frederick |
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| EAF Gas Mask Design |
Friday, June 3, 2011
Spiel and a Possible Book
I guess I should update this, even if my production has slowed to a crawl. On a more positive note however, I'm really close to finishing my first book! :D I have maybe a little more to go and then Steam &Mist: Shadow Over Silestra, will be complete, and, if I dare risk it, I'll enter it in to an editor/publisher and see what they say. Then it's the fun part of transcribing it to a screenplay and all that jazz.
Yes I know, I hear many folks in the back of my head saying, "But, aren't you going a bit too far? You haven't even finished college yet."
My answer?
So what?
Ideas never stop coming to me, and I'm glad I have the ability to write and/or draw them down, otherwise I'd be a very sad person :< I suppose being "forced" to take basic art classes (since I didn't do it last year >>...oops) has reawakened the love I have for art. Yes, it's always been there, but you know, after a while, when you're doing art by the demands of another and not giving time to yourself, you lose that avaunt-garde belief of "art for art's sake". Hell, that term didn't even exist 70 years ago.
I'm taking Survey of Art History, which goes from cave paintings in Lascaux, Altamira and Chauvet (major inspiration) to medieval art. To say I am a kid in the candy store is an understatement. But then I'm also taking a History of Contemporary Art (1865-Present). Now for some, you might stop and go "Hold up, I thought contemporary art was all those squiggly lines, paint splatters and soup cans nonsense?" You're partially right, but that came later, in the "modern" period (post WWII). Yeah, now we're getting goofy with "post-modern" art definitions and all that jazz, but my point is I've learned a lot in this class- mostly, a new appreciation for art I originally saw as a joke (and in some cases, like with Marcel Duchamp, they were (if you don't know what I'm talking about, look up "Fountain, a Readymade artwork").
It's also opened my mind a little bit more on artwork- the guy you see who floods the Sydney Opera house with trees and foliage- A Forest of Lines (2008), the graffiti artist who's notorious for his itinerary to be fifty two pickup- Banksy, they are all telling a story.
I think my professor put it best in the analogy of language- once you understand the language, break the code that they are saying, the world of art opens up to you. Art is a language that has no dictionary, no phonetic spelling or can possibly be transcribed on paper in the exact approach that art does. It's like translating the Koran- we can only glean a basic translation, but what it's truly saying we may not know or understand in our language. The same goes for art- the only way to understand art is to speak art. And it may take the form of a paintbrush, a sculpture, the design for an ad, the way a person can move, how water arches through the air, how light travels and changes color, the way stone is formed, how random chance arranges objects on a floor.
I should get a spot on TED for this.
Yes I know, I hear many folks in the back of my head saying, "But, aren't you going a bit too far? You haven't even finished college yet."
My answer?
So what?
Ideas never stop coming to me, and I'm glad I have the ability to write and/or draw them down, otherwise I'd be a very sad person :< I suppose being "forced" to take basic art classes (since I didn't do it last year >>...oops) has reawakened the love I have for art. Yes, it's always been there, but you know, after a while, when you're doing art by the demands of another and not giving time to yourself, you lose that avaunt-garde belief of "art for art's sake". Hell, that term didn't even exist 70 years ago.
I'm taking Survey of Art History, which goes from cave paintings in Lascaux, Altamira and Chauvet (major inspiration) to medieval art. To say I am a kid in the candy store is an understatement. But then I'm also taking a History of Contemporary Art (1865-Present). Now for some, you might stop and go "Hold up, I thought contemporary art was all those squiggly lines, paint splatters and soup cans nonsense?" You're partially right, but that came later, in the "modern" period (post WWII). Yeah, now we're getting goofy with "post-modern" art definitions and all that jazz, but my point is I've learned a lot in this class- mostly, a new appreciation for art I originally saw as a joke (and in some cases, like with Marcel Duchamp, they were (if you don't know what I'm talking about, look up "Fountain, a Readymade artwork").
It's also opened my mind a little bit more on artwork- the guy you see who floods the Sydney Opera house with trees and foliage- A Forest of Lines (2008), the graffiti artist who's notorious for his itinerary to be fifty two pickup- Banksy, they are all telling a story.
I think my professor put it best in the analogy of language- once you understand the language, break the code that they are saying, the world of art opens up to you. Art is a language that has no dictionary, no phonetic spelling or can possibly be transcribed on paper in the exact approach that art does. It's like translating the Koran- we can only glean a basic translation, but what it's truly saying we may not know or understand in our language. The same goes for art- the only way to understand art is to speak art. And it may take the form of a paintbrush, a sculpture, the design for an ad, the way a person can move, how water arches through the air, how light travels and changes color, the way stone is formed, how random chance arranges objects on a floor.
I should get a spot on TED for this.
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