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The Untold Story

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London office. Well past eleven o’clock. And I was still at the studio.

It was no picnic. I was going through an emotional roller coaster. Angry, frustrated, annoyed. I was working on special effects for the film “Wanted” with Angelina Jolie. It was a scene with a train going down a cliff.

How symbolic!

The smoke simulation was going slow. It was a technical challenge. I felt like I was behind schedule and to top it off the render times were extra long and all I could do was wait and doodled in my sketch book.

My only respite was the music in ears and the pencil in my hand.

I was plugged into my ipod. It was way way back in the olden days can you tell? Suddenly a tune came up. It was perfect. Upbeat and uplifting. In a matter of seconds a short animation film played it self out in my head. Inspiration!

The opening scene was a forest. Misty and wet. The main actors were a caterpillar and a looper. Competing. A race to the death.

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All of a sudden I was juiced. I stayed at work later then usual that night and sketched fiercely between smoke simulations. The next weekend I visited regent park for some up close shots of my premise. I had a new Canon and it was so much fun playing with micro shots.

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I resumed my sketching of the full storyboard. Two opponents, drama, competition, violence, misfortune and blood. All on the backdrop of a Japanese style game show.

I sketched and re-sketched the storyboard for days (the writing is in Hebrew by the way). After that I modeled and rigged the main Caterpillar in Houdini. On the weekends I textured and look developed the main hero. I stayed up late with determination to create a nifty little short.

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This story doesn’t have a happy ending folks.

Alas the project proved to be bigger than my tiny five year old desktop could withstand. Who am I kidding. It wasn’t just that. I got over the initial inspiration lightning bolt.

Long long minutes of rendering  an ambient occlusion pass sealed the fate of this passion project. One scene was rendered.

One! *sigh*.

I never finished the animation.*sniff*

This is the only documented proof of my efforts. Funny but true. There was no final result worth celebrating, but I damn enjoyed the process!

 

 

 

Free Like A Tree

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I’m celebrating one year six months eighteen days and 2 hours of Freelancing . A great occasion to dovetail into a discussion about the advantages and disadvantages of freelancing.

But I won’t.

Perhaps later.

I shall summarize with this short and accurate Haiku:

“Cool winter breeze

The deliciouse delight

of working in a coffee shop”

 

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Haiku rarely rhyme. The syllables are normally 5,7,5.  I’ll use quoted haikus I found:

“pressing tasks

— she begins to write

a haiku instead”Marion Clarke

And another…

“working from home

the project

counted in pajama hours”Lori Zajkowski

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If you have a cute Haiku. Write it in the comments.

I like them! (Haikus and comments)

 

 

 

Is Art Ever Done?

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No.

Simple answer to a complicated question…I know

The longer answer is this. An art piece’s completion is completely subjective. It could potentially be done when I cock my head to the right squint my eyes and dim the lights. It can be done, when I’m tired. It can be done when I’m hungry.  It can be done if there is a deadline. But wait…What if there is no dead line? What if the piece is a personal project. Is there an inner deadline?

Yes there is.

It is when you die!

Just kidding.

I’m sure dead artists wouldn’t agree.

I don’t think I ever really complete a drawing. Sometimes it just clicks with that final line. Sometimes it’s missing something edgy and then I go to sleep and wake up with an idea, like adding a creepy insect. At times I begin a drawing and put my wacom pen down knowing I need to give it some final touches the day after. Sometimes it feels like I worked on it for too long. I sucked most of the juice out of it. I ate it up and enjoyed it like a fresh luscious apple and now I want to take the final bite and relax.

I may come back to it after a few days and realize to my surprise that the apple had a few more bites to it after all. But by then, like an old apple. It just needs to be left alone. There are plenty of new apples waiting for me.

So I’m never really done.

And that’s alright.

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Maybe she should have black hair.

Brainstorm

Following a fun night out I was sifting through my sketchbook until I came upon a rather busy sketch I made a year ago. After about 5 hours of work I gave birth to a mixed style of digital paint over pen. It’s the first self portrait I drew In a while. I don’t do many. It’s a strange feeling. like walking down the street with a big blinking arrow over my head.

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