Saturday, March 26, 2011

Let the Games Begin!

A few screenshots of the short cartoon I'm working on.

Friday, March 18, 2011

he needs a name

Character design for an animation class.  He's a music conductor.  He's nimble, passionate, and dashingly husky.

He probably has an accent as well.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

IT'S ALIVE!! (cue lightning)

When I found so astonishing a power placed within my hands, I hesitated a long time concerning the manner in which I should employ it. Although I possessed the capacity of bestowing animation, yet to prepare a frame for the reception of it, with all its intricacies of fibres, muscles, and veins, still remained a work of inconceivable difficulty and labour. I doubted at first whether I should attempt the creation of a being like myself, or one of simpler organisation; but my imagination was too much exalted by my first success to permit me to doubt of my ability to give life to an animal as complex and wonderful as man. The materials at present within my command hardly appeared adequate to so arduous an undertaking; but I doubted not that I should ultimately succeed. I prepared myself for a multitude of reverses; my operations might be incessantly baffled, and at last my work be imperfect: yet, when I considered the improvement which every day takes place in science and mechanics, I was encouraged to hope my present attempts would at least lay the foundations of future success. Nor could I consider the magnitude and complexity of my plan as any argument of its impracticability. It was with these feelings that I began the creation of a human being. As the minuteness of the parts formed a great hinderance to my speed, I resolved, contrary to my first intention, to make the being of a gigantic stature; that is to say, about eight feet in height, and proportionably large. After having formed this determination, and having spent some months in successfully collecting and arranging my materials, I began.

- Dr. Frankenstein

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Little Jack Horner

Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner,
Eating a Christmas pie;
He put in his thumb,
And pulled out a plum,
And said 'What a good boy am I!'

Can anyone tell me why he puts his thumb in the pie?  I'm sure he has a good reason.  And why does this make him a good boy?  Is it because of his hand-eye coordination?

This was an assignment for school.  I was trying to figure this problem out before I started, but I couldn't understand why he does it.  What is his motivation?  What does he gain from butchering the pie?  Is Jack some sort of sadist?  I should like to think not.  Any input?

Friday, March 4, 2011

more tripping

this happened to me once.