And I.
Just.
Fucking.
Want.
To.
Be.
Yours.
4.11.2018
4.03.2014
Senior project
A work in progress, and it's due next week.
| Do you have anything to show? | |
| <katsumii> | hopefully i'll work more on it today, but i have to get this actual-real website done for a client, lol |
| <katsumii> | well it's really stupid right now |
| <katsumii> | but maybe you can follow it along, i have a working URL going until i actually buy the domain for the project (still haven't decided on a domain name) |
| Okay! | |
| <katsumii> | www.sketchur.com/final/ |
| <katsumii> | that's my project lol - so far |
| <katsumii> | so crude. i have lots of test pages behind the scenes, and will implement those scenes/animations as soon as they're presentable |
| ... wow! | |
| This is beautiful! | |
| <katsumii> | lol |
| <katsumii> | thanks but it's just really crude right now |
| Yeah, I know | |
| But I really love the idea | |
| <katsumii> | :D |
| Especially the really long art | |
| at the left side | |
| <katsumii> | thanks, i have more |
| Oh? | |
| <katsumii> | not online yet |
| What's it going to be, this project? | |
| I mean, do you have a final result in your head? | |
| <katsumii> | just a scroll-through/ click-through website |
| <katsumii> | yeah sorta-kinda, i do |
5.28.2013
Dream sequence
Hi, I'm blogging about my dream to formally claim the project/idea. Haha.
Okay, here's the context:
In my dream, I was apprenticing this girl (I forget her name) who has been working on this art project (a huge project) since she was sixteen — & she was older than me in the dream, maybe in her 20s, I don't think thirties.
Okay. This art project. Let me tell you. It's a dream in its own! It's a blast/tour of several rooms... each room with its own 3-dimensional scene that you explore and GO THOUGH (it looks real, but you can't physically feel it all (except some bright-light parts of it kind of hurt the eyes)) as if it's a hologram (& I dunno the technology, but maybe it is classified as a projection hologram) — all special effects — timed to your spot within each room — I don't know if any "animation" is involved (although I s'pose you could say that each perspective (like in a hologram) is keyframed/baked in 3D space).
(Unfortunately, it's fuzzy by now, but it was still clear when I woke up ~ two hours ago...) Melting windows (quite iconic; I remember a yellow four-panel window that looked normal, then melted as I moved toward & through it, I also remember another window in the same room; it was a decent formal composition)... very abstract/surreal/Magritte-influenced ♥ , and Dali of course... hanging ornaments (again, iconic; many hanging point-cut diamond shapes, all purple, and all decorated as if home-made)... smoke... layers of imagery/effects to walk through... often a changing scene according to your place in the room.
I think in my dream, it was inspired by her life, and it was an abstract/surreal narrative of minimal elements/imagery and effects.
She had no time for a personal life, really. I was to live at her place and help her out where possible. She asked me to tell her I was capable of, and I had her 3D modeled project in mind when answering. I told her, Maya, Cinema 4D (I Freudian-slipped in my dream and said Cinnamon 4D, then joked + giggled), ...PhotoShop...
But she said her project was coded in #B. (I think in my dream, this meant C# or some programming language.) I said, "WOW. I would be more than happy to study & learn to help." She basically told me what kinds of things I should/could help out with, which basically turned out to be everything that didn't have directly to do with her art project. -_-; This way, she could concentrate on it.
There was more to the dream, e.g., how she paid her rent (it was odd, let me tell you: she had a deal with the post men (or her landlord? :P ) in which she held packages there (like a collateral) until they needed to deliver them), the bed I slept in (I won't go into detail other than I was scared to sleep at night, haha; it was freaky/scary (e.g., heavy-looking iron pointy things hanging above my bed)), and the neighborhood (I even learned the street names in my dream). Yes, it was like another life. I wish I could remember this girl's name (I encountered it several times). She was real pretty: short, styled hair (very maintained & edgy), kind of a redhead, very sweet, kind of tall like me, and very precise. She worded things eloquently. She had no portfolio. This was her only (her most important) art project she lived for currently, and she just needed to finish it.
So when I experienced it in my dream, she wasn't even finished with it yet.
I got to watch her work on a scene; that was awesome. I was actually supposed to be taking care of something instead, but I wanted to watch her work. In doing this, I was trying to ask her a question (but not bug her too much), and she was trying to concentrate. So, I shut up, and the truck left before I had the chance (I needed to give them an invoice). Oh, well. :P
I was watching her work on the "smoke" scene. She started out by painting a very tall & wide (several feet) scene on a canvas. It looked like tall/skinny vases or candlesticks with incense smoke coming out. Her skill & technique was excellent; she could paint things very realistically, but surrealistically.
I caught her at the beginning and the end of the same painting. It was awesome watching the process. She layered and layered and layered. I think she used found materials/scraps too (but very well-chosen). The point of this scene was to enter the room and only see the painting, but when you walk further in, then *somehow* (I don't know her technology), with special effects, the hologram takes over and the painting hides, and it looks just like you're walking through the painting, and the layers of smoke surround you. Just an epic experience, trickery of the eye.
Okay... I would like to research how this can be done, and I would like to make this sort of experience possible. But for now, I am claiming it by publishing it online. It's May 28, 2013.
Thanks for reading!! Feel free to post with questions or comments or criticism, etc.
Okay, here's the context:
In my dream, I was apprenticing this girl (I forget her name) who has been working on this art project (a huge project) since she was sixteen — & she was older than me in the dream, maybe in her 20s, I don't think thirties.
Okay. This art project. Let me tell you. It's a dream in its own! It's a blast/tour of several rooms... each room with its own 3-dimensional scene that you explore and GO THOUGH (it looks real, but you can't physically feel it all (except some bright-light parts of it kind of hurt the eyes)) as if it's a hologram (& I dunno the technology, but maybe it is classified as a projection hologram) — all special effects — timed to your spot within each room — I don't know if any "animation" is involved (although I s'pose you could say that each perspective (like in a hologram) is keyframed/baked in 3D space).
(Unfortunately, it's fuzzy by now, but it was still clear when I woke up ~ two hours ago...) Melting windows (quite iconic; I remember a yellow four-panel window that looked normal, then melted as I moved toward & through it, I also remember another window in the same room; it was a decent formal composition)... very abstract/surreal/Magritte-influenced ♥ , and Dali of course... hanging ornaments (again, iconic; many hanging point-cut diamond shapes, all purple, and all decorated as if home-made)... smoke... layers of imagery/effects to walk through... often a changing scene according to your place in the room.
I think in my dream, it was inspired by her life, and it was an abstract/surreal narrative of minimal elements/imagery and effects.
She had no time for a personal life, really. I was to live at her place and help her out where possible. She asked me to tell her I was capable of, and I had her 3D modeled project in mind when answering. I told her, Maya, Cinema 4D (I Freudian-slipped in my dream and said Cinnamon 4D, then joked + giggled), ...PhotoShop...
But she said her project was coded in #B. (I think in my dream, this meant C# or some programming language.) I said, "WOW. I would be more than happy to study & learn to help." She basically told me what kinds of things I should/could help out with, which basically turned out to be everything that didn't have directly to do with her art project. -_-; This way, she could concentrate on it.
There was more to the dream, e.g., how she paid her rent (it was odd, let me tell you: she had a deal with the post men (or her landlord? :P ) in which she held packages there (like a collateral) until they needed to deliver them), the bed I slept in (I won't go into detail other than I was scared to sleep at night, haha; it was freaky/scary (e.g., heavy-looking iron pointy things hanging above my bed)), and the neighborhood (I even learned the street names in my dream). Yes, it was like another life. I wish I could remember this girl's name (I encountered it several times). She was real pretty: short, styled hair (very maintained & edgy), kind of a redhead, very sweet, kind of tall like me, and very precise. She worded things eloquently. She had no portfolio. This was her only (her most important) art project she lived for currently, and she just needed to finish it.
So when I experienced it in my dream, she wasn't even finished with it yet.
I got to watch her work on a scene; that was awesome. I was actually supposed to be taking care of something instead, but I wanted to watch her work. In doing this, I was trying to ask her a question (but not bug her too much), and she was trying to concentrate. So, I shut up, and the truck left before I had the chance (I needed to give them an invoice). Oh, well. :P
I was watching her work on the "smoke" scene. She started out by painting a very tall & wide (several feet) scene on a canvas. It looked like tall/skinny vases or candlesticks with incense smoke coming out. Her skill & technique was excellent; she could paint things very realistically, but surrealistically.
I caught her at the beginning and the end of the same painting. It was awesome watching the process. She layered and layered and layered. I think she used found materials/scraps too (but very well-chosen). The point of this scene was to enter the room and only see the painting, but when you walk further in, then *somehow* (I don't know her technology), with special effects, the hologram takes over and the painting hides, and it looks just like you're walking through the painting, and the layers of smoke surround you. Just an epic experience, trickery of the eye.
Okay... I would like to research how this can be done, and I would like to make this sort of experience possible. But for now, I am claiming it by publishing it online. It's May 28, 2013.
Thanks for reading!! Feel free to post with questions or comments or criticism, etc.
4.29.2013
Dream: Holograms / performance art
I keep thinking up new ideas, and they often come to me in dreams. This is why being trapped the academia setting sucks.
This afternoon, I woke up before I could finish it.
I wonder how it ends:
— Interactive computer animation (holograms?) (Performance art?)
Before all of this, in my dream, we were set-up in the basement for a series of four guest artist animations / performances. The first two were merely static projections onto a screen, while the third was a mix of screen projection and people acting on stage. The last one was this special, interactive one, in which the viewer at his own willpower is allowed to move around and in-between the animation/performance.
Even before those guest presentations, it was my in-dream animation classes' critique day. We worked in groups and my group wasn't prepared. To be honest, it was the worst animation out of the entire class. But lots of people didn't make their own models, and that bugged me.
Pretty much the entire dream took place in this basement / lower level. There was a staircase to upstairs. I checked it out; it led to a hallway, and I saw down it, but didn't venture. It felt like an old civic building or museum.
I can't really take credit for the holographic-animation / performance because in my dream, it was by one of my teachers that I hesitate to mention. He was even a part of the performance (he started in the dining room and slowly, very slowly, ventured around). But it's barely his kind of animation anyway (he likes diamonds, not dully colored play balls).
I would like to crudely re-create this dream in Maya and offer a viewer to browse around at their height (first-person view) for you to get the gist of what I imagined. But I feel I outlined it crudely in my description; maybe you can imagine it.
____
In another dream, several weeks ago, I imagined my coworker made a SUPER AWESOME animated logo for a client. I feel like I can't take credit for that either, but she doesn't really do animation. ;-P (But she does do "awesome.")
For now,
-Gigi
This afternoon, I woke up before I could finish it.
I wonder how it ends:
— Interactive computer animation (holograms?) (Performance art?)
- Site-specific. This animation/performance takes place in a basement / lower-level. Viewer always starts in same room.
— Three rooms. (Actually four, but I didn't easily get to see the one diagonal from me.)
— Techno/trance with a steady beat (112 or 120 BMP?).
— The animations were:
- Balls (rubber? Or those plastic balls at kid play zones?) bouncing to the beat
- Kids (half my height, so ~ 2'9"? ) jumping up and down to the beat
- Dogs running around "to the beat" (fast / in circles, ess-patterns... just "running around")
- Some people (actors or holograms?) in the next room... slowly walking...
— Basically,
- You (the viewer/visitor) begin in the room with dogs tamely running around... They gradually spread (still running, in loops, at the same pace) to the adjacent two rooms
- Ahead of you is the dining room, where the balls bounce on the table + the kids jump up and down, all to the beat of this music.
- The kids gradually spread to other rooms, mostly yours. Still jumping @ same pace.
- The balls gradually spread past the table + into other rooms, steadily at the same pace.
- The folks in the next room slowly move around, gradually spreading to their adjacent rooms.
- Nobody (again: are they holograms or actors?) acknowledges (actually, the kids look at you) the viewer/visitor. (And the dogs whisp around you / brush against you.)
Before all of this, in my dream, we were set-up in the basement for a series of four guest artist animations / performances. The first two were merely static projections onto a screen, while the third was a mix of screen projection and people acting on stage. The last one was this special, interactive one, in which the viewer at his own willpower is allowed to move around and in-between the animation/performance.
Even before those guest presentations, it was my in-dream animation classes' critique day. We worked in groups and my group wasn't prepared. To be honest, it was the worst animation out of the entire class. But lots of people didn't make their own models, and that bugged me.
Pretty much the entire dream took place in this basement / lower level. There was a staircase to upstairs. I checked it out; it led to a hallway, and I saw down it, but didn't venture. It felt like an old civic building or museum.
I can't really take credit for the holographic-animation / performance because in my dream, it was by one of my teachers that I hesitate to mention. He was even a part of the performance (he started in the dining room and slowly, very slowly, ventured around). But it's barely his kind of animation anyway (he likes diamonds, not dully colored play balls).
I would like to crudely re-create this dream in Maya and offer a viewer to browse around at their height (first-person view) for you to get the gist of what I imagined. But I feel I outlined it crudely in my description; maybe you can imagine it.
____
In another dream, several weeks ago, I imagined my coworker made a SUPER AWESOME animated logo for a client. I feel like I can't take credit for that either, but she doesn't really do animation. ;-P (But she does do "awesome.")
For now,
-Gigi
4.16.2013
4.13.2013
April #1, 2013
A couple of snippets from my long month of April:
Several days apart, and I can't remember what reference image I used for the lady with the back.
4.06.2013
Apartment Life
I had originally dreamed of living in an apartment in order to hear the stereotypical surround sounds: people arguing, people having sex, maybe cat screeches outside and trash cans falling over.
What I did not anticipate is having a piano-playing neighbor. It's beautiful. This person is talented. I don't know who it is, but he's (or she's) keyboarding away right now (it's about 9:45pm)! I always turn off my music in order to hear his/her songs.
Sometimes, they're covers; other times I don't recognize them. Mostly jazz, ragtime or swing. Just gorgeous, fun. What talent!! It was especially amazing in December around Christmastime. :-)
Gigi
Update: My upstairs neighbor is still playing his/her keyboard, but turned the volume down and now all I can hear is pounding keys. ;-(
What I did not anticipate is having a piano-playing neighbor. It's beautiful. This person is talented. I don't know who it is, but he's (or she's) keyboarding away right now (it's about 9:45pm)! I always turn off my music in order to hear his/her songs.
Sometimes, they're covers; other times I don't recognize them. Mostly jazz, ragtime or swing. Just gorgeous, fun. What talent!! It was especially amazing in December around Christmastime. :-)
Gigi
Update: My upstairs neighbor is still playing his/her keyboard, but turned the volume down and now all I can hear is pounding keys. ;-(