First brush with 3D animation and Maya / Heh. You said 'Balls'

It turned out rather well actually. The first assignment in my animation class was to create a short sequence of a bouncing ball, equipped with stretchiness and hitting-the-ground compression.

Of course, I took advantage of my creative liberties and expanded on the initial instruction to simply have it bounce three times and then through a hoop.



The next assignment: Design a room. Oh yes, you know it, I'm making it hard on myself and there shall be an attempt to recreate the TARDIS' interior.

Also, Maya, for the moment, scares me. It scares me very much.

I has a floating lightbulb

Howdy-do, folks?

I have been busy. Yep, that means no art. No complete art, at least. Back to school, and it's been a crazy two weeks. I have two night classes (M:6-10; W:5.30-9), followed the day after by... Drum-roll please... 8am classes! Joy. But I am taking an Animation class, so you'll be seeing some Maya-rendered 3D works around here soon.

Well, in the midst of it all, my creative braincells arose from the ashes and are beginning the long and arduous push for victory! With the desire to illustrate a short comic for kids of my own design!

"Penny the Pyro: A Cautionary Tale"
(Penelope the Pyromaniac instead, maybe?)

Yep. Already, I love it, YOU love it, and the world will love it.
Unfortunately, it is essentially a very simple theme, and for that reason, writing the story is a tough job. The possibilities for the direction of the story are endless.
And so it is that I throw down my hat, and ask for help and suggestions for what exactly we shall do to Penny the Pyro.

Accidentally set fire to an oildrum? Have the neighbourhood cats (*cough* victims) rise against their oppressor? Revive a millenia-old, malevolent spirit of fire?
What say you? What ideas do you have? How would you like to see Lil' Penny Darling learn her lesson?
Here is your opportunity to contribute and throw your idea hat into the ring, and join in on the Epic of 'Penny the Pyro'.

It goes without saying--A burnt hand learns best. Har

I pity the fool! Mr. T! Man! Gargh!

This sat behind my blog title for a coupla' months. It's way past time I post it.


It is fantastic, the amount of compliments I received regarding my drawing skills. I am good, am I not? In that respect, it more than served its initial purpose.

Fooled'ja, didn't I?

Movin' Along.... Bit by bit by bit by frame by frame

Quick! Let's do a lil' word association!

Potato - Cannon
Paint - --A horse! ^__^
Free-topic Art Project - Anything that'll be a pain in the ass. Oh! Stop-motion!

Eee-yup! Free topics compel some sort of fit to overtake me in "creative" bouts-- it can't be good for my sanity... Does wonders for my credibility though!

In any case, I present to you...
--after 700 pictures taken (500 used).. 10 hours of (rather shoddy) photography.. 8 hours of editing.. and many hours of sleep lost--
'That Blasted Island'



I know it's choppy. I didn't think it would be this choppy. Also, the tripod was jittery and its horizontal-turning joint was loose. very loose.

The story's not finished too. The Escape is missing.

I can't believe the creative fit that compelled me to do this a week before Finals. It's been taxing, yet quite relaxing.. relative to all the reporting and the writing and the researching.

Also, new blog subtitle!
Next up, 'Real men keep diaries'!

Lean Mean Workin' Machines

Finally, after an exhausting 10 hours of filming and editing, it's finally ready for the web (then again, when is anything not). This here's my film project for my Time and Interactivity art class.

It's a short mockumentary of an interview with a Terminator knockoff and his chronologically-displaced plight and disgruntlement with the conditions that come with his line of work, and... I'll not ruin it.

PS: Keep watching after the credits roll over.

I am proud of myself, though I definitely could've pushed this further. Of utmost significance, I should've kept my original script, which length I overestimated. So I cut and cut. The lighter, poorer quality camera wasn't a good idea either.

I might take it upon myself to redo this film. Longer script, larger cast, better cameras, and better understanding of darn video editing programs.

In Shambles

Hi everyone.

To those of you who wait in on-the-edge-of-the-seat anticipation, whom I will be unreasonably optimistic to number a little bit more than five (Hi, mom!), here are some minor updates, which can be summed up with: I feel total disarray.

I've not had a good 8 hours of sleep in a while, and I'm running on backup energy that I remain clueless about (but would like to believe comes from the mint Oreos and various forms of sugared products I've been heavily ingesting).

The workload for this semester has been an unrelenting slew of rubber bricks to the face, meaning to say: my eyes sting from all the red rubber sediment (evidently, when I make anecdotes like this, I am tired). I am tired -- not 'sick', mind you, just tired, of and from Magazine Writing class.

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These few days have and will be mightily packed with too many things to do. The two midterms, the two writing assignments, one collage for art class, a mechanical hand I've to built by Saturday for Halloween, a short 3 to 8 minute film for another art class, running about getting work permits signed, attending talks about creationism vs. evolution and intelligent design, and oh, dinosaurs, catching-up with friends.

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Of late, I've found myself wishing I'd gone into something related to drawing. Illustration, maybe, or even graphic design. The hours I could just put into working on 'art' projects were always fun, and not one that required too strenuous mind-work.

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The amount of work I've had to put with this semester has left me with very little time for hobbies. And when I do, I just space out despite having several hours. I need a 4-day holiday soon.

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Also, I've gotten a haircut. I hesitate to post it up here, but I'll happily, though awkwardly, show it to you if you ask me in private. It's been refered to as "something out of the 80s", "a surfer dude's style", "like I'm in a boy band", and received many comments of "I like it", usually accompanied by "Though your bangs (pfft, they say 'bangs') could be shorter".

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Needless to say, I'm altogether not too happy with where I am at the moment, but God'll see me through as he always has, and I'm glad He does.

It's a sonic sc-... Well, it's sonic.

Here's a particularly brilliant conversation from Doctor Who, between the Doctor (time-travelling alien) and Jack Harkness (Eye candy for women (or men, if you swing that way, I know he does O.o)).
This little bit of their's always puts me in a good mood.

"Okay, this can function as a sonic blaster, a sonic cannon, and a sonic disruptor! Doc, whatcha' got?"

"I've got a sonic uh- Nevermind! It's sonic. Let's leave it at that."

"Disruptor? Cannon? What?!"

"It's sonic. Totally sonic. It's a sonic-....oh"

"SONIC WHAT?!"

"SCREWDRIVER!"
.........
"Who has a sonic screwdriver?"

"I do."

"Who look's at a screwdriver and says, "Ooh this could be a little more sonic"?

"What? You've never been bored?"