I’m getting excited thinking about working with animation - stop motion animation, in particular. There’s just something beautiful and eerie about moving, bit by bit, a tangible object - be it a lifeless puppet or a lump of clay - and breathing life into it through animation.

A painstaking process, no doubt.

But also a very wonderful one.

Our next University assignment is on animation, so I’ve been getting ahead of myself and playing around with clay already… ITS ITS ALIIIIVE! (… well, not yet.)

The Lonely Hearts - ‘Tour Poster’ (“You’re my Checkout Chick and I’m Checking You Out”)

A quick fake tour poster for our imaginary band, ‘The Lonely Hearts’ which I slapped together (based off a concept - and a ‘sexy lady in cereal’ brief - by Lauren Onato) for our UTS Media Arts and Production assignment (Aesthetics class). And yes, the Flight of the Conchords are our support act (why, of COURSE they are)!

emya:

First official trio collaboration with Lucietea and Sbeezdesigns. 

Thank you to anyone who’s followed/reblogged/commented/liked/looked at something on my blog recently! :> It’s a big buzz when it happens, so thanks a bunch! I appreciate it!

A sketch of Calder, concerned.

It’s also, strangely, perhaps a reflection of certain creative frustrations I’m experiencing at the moment. 

I have to stop being afraid to lift up my pen and write words down, stop being afraid of writing or creating ‘something not good enough’ on the first try, because these are the very thoughts that are holding me back creatively. Lately, although I have all sorts of stories and characters swimming around my headspace, I haven’t written a thing because I’m being too precious with my ideas (“This won’t do! This first sentence isn’t good enough, urgh! Today isn’t my day, I might feel like writing it tomorrow, etc”).

There’s no ghoul standing behind me, judging the quality of the words of my first draft as I write them down. If anyone, that ghoul is me, agonising over every word to the point that any passion for the story disappears and writing becomes less an expression of the self, and more a kind of pained ‘scientific process’ that leaves me obsessing, ‘is this the right word to put in this part of the sentence?’, or ‘is the wording pretty enough’?

It’s important, yeah, but not to the point where I found myself crippled and unable to write anything at all, out of fear. It’s killing me, because I really want to write this tale and nothing - NOTHING - is holding me (and the story itself!) back except for my own attitude. 

Alright, that’s it. I’ve had it.

Doubts, AWAY with you! I’ve got a story to write!

Sat down with amazing street artist Emya, surrounded by coffee, rocky road and turkish delights, and this happened!

‘Tea for Two’

This was just a drawing, until the inclusion of the third rabbit evolved it from a ‘love picture’ into a slightly more complicated story about unrequited love… a zine, perhaps, which I am yet to write, but will do so very soon. I love how spontaneous artworks sometimes spawn completely new tales!

Eureka! Percival, after toiling all night with his experimentation, finally creates the ultimate tea! Such a fruity aroma, and it leaves such a delicious taste on the tip of the tongue… ahhh, why this is by far his best creation! He’s poured so much of his heart into this one… surely, the girl he’s after will adore it too!

… right?

Another (very simple, this time) story project (spawned from a Group Project) that’s definitely in the works and has spawned enough content of its own to create another zine. I just have to do some writing for this one! Gotta’ get it done before Uni starts! (THIS WEEK’S MISSION). You can never make enough zines! 

Percival pulls an all-nighter performing very complex scientific experiments on how to brew the most delicious tea ever.

that I should get around to doing before I kick the bucket. So many ideas! But procrastination.