Saturday, October 28, 2006
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Night Painting
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Queen Mary
Ghost
New arrivals to the concentration camp
that were ill or showed any sign of poor
health were sent to the “hospital”.
This is were Nazi scientist experimented
on the prisoners. After the prisoners
died or became of no use to the scientist
they put them in a large chamber where
they were burned. The ghost of the
prisoners still haunt the laboratory every
night then return to the chamber where
they spent their last agonizing momments
alive.
Large shot
For Mark Goerner's advanced entertainment class we had to do an environment painting. I based mine on african jewelery and design aesthetics. Well it doesn't work. There is no consistant design pattern. It's to complex. In simpler terms i can't use this for anything. Several hours of rendering for the opportunity to learn from my mistakes. "GREAT". Well back to the drawing board....
Sunday, October 01, 2006
The Famished Plains
We had to draw random images and make a story using them. This class is visual storytelling.
The Famished Plains
The floating air station is our home away from home. Our ancestors were driven away
from their once fertile farm land. A faint glow appeared under the rich soil of a thousand years
ago. Distant land strangely grew dry and crops began dying. In the ancient scriptures it is said hat
a meditative creator would build a structure from thought and maybe a little help from
technology saving our people from certain death. The chaotic structure would stretch from the
dying land up to the heavens and away from the evil that would fall upon our land. Elders
mention that while the creator was conceiving our home he would have a guardian, the
technology angel. The open plains consisted of famished flowers, incapable from growing due to
the poor weather and constant turning of the soil from a certain desert amphibian. Within these
most famished of flowers is the perfect hiding place for the angler of darkness, which was a
demon said to have the ability to destroy crops and entire civilizations. The only way to know of
it’s presence is to look for the haunting glow of the bulb at the end of its head. This is our only
warning, and why the elders called upon the creator. Until now life remained pretty much on the
ground. When our beloved jigsaw puzzle of a structure was nearly complete the dreaded angler
emerged from the golden plain and attacked the creator. But the angel intercepted the wicked
plot and drove the demon back to the lifeless soil from which it made the terrifying ascent. The
only thing that remained of the angler was it’s lure that continues reminding us of the horrible
encounter. Due to the battle the lower portion of the structure was nearly obliterated. The angel
gave up his armor plating and set it under the structure using the strength of the heavens to give
us all support. The warrior in the angel armor walks among us today. He lives a normal life
waiting until the next time bereavement decides to transpire from it’s dark prison of dessert soil.
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