<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631</id><updated>2011-11-25T09:21:43.555-05:00</updated><category term='LOST'/><category term='Jacob&apos;s Ladder'/><category term='cgi'/><category term='traditional animation'/><category term='animation'/><title type='text'>Caresse</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-6286032650879346424</id><published>2011-09-10T14:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T14:46:51.809-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob&apos;s Ladder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>My Thoughts on LOST</title><content type='html'>The whole thing occurred within the blink of an eye. The final flash - encompassing everything from a recollection of the past, an understanding of the present, and a sad moment aside to deny the reality of the future. It was the final realization that, as with all realizations, shattered the delusion, the superstition, the fantasy. This realization came upon each character at varying points in their journey onward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be described best by the famed quote from Jacob's Ladder: "If you're frightened of dying, and you're holding on, you'll see devils tearing your life away. If you've made your peace, then the devils are really angels, freeing you from the Earth."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-6286032650879346424?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/6286032650879346424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-thoughts-on-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/6286032650879346424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/6286032650879346424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-thoughts-on-lost.html' title='My Thoughts on LOST'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-5635498590765337996</id><published>2011-04-23T12:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T14:50:30.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a While</title><content type='html'>I figured I'd take this rare opportunity of free time to make a post. I've been pretty happily busy with a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I've started a new full time position at an interactive advertising company. That Jack Daniels commercial in my last post was part of what helped me land the gig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I've been a contributing writer of the ASIFA-East on-line magazine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I've been free-lancing as an illustrator and designer for MARACAS, a program developed by Amanda M. Seewald, M. Ed to teach children how to speak Spanish based on the theory of multiple intelligences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The John Dilworth film that I animated and designed two scenes for finally aired at the ASIFA film festival this past March. Congrats to Dilly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I've colored two backgrounds for the Thesis film of the great Chris Ortiz - a former fellow classmate at SVA. The Dusty Film festival is airing soon, I can't wait to see his film!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I played bass for Force of Habit, we played 2 shows at Port 41, 1 at Otto's Shrunken head and 1 in Ashbury Park, New Jersey. The band has fallen apart =( but it's inspired me to play bass more. I've been particularly interested in bluesy sounds these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1NQRAWDcJ9g/TbMDfeIXHnI/AAAAAAAAAKs/D6HUCVXtcgE/s1600/Picture%2B2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1NQRAWDcJ9g/TbMDfeIXHnI/AAAAAAAAAKs/D6HUCVXtcgE/s400/Picture%2B2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598822600950619762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I'm also in the very beginning stages of creating illustrations for a children's book my older sister is writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) The independent short Rob and I was working on has been pushed to the back burner, but with my new job teaching me Flash, we may re-ignite the production soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-5635498590765337996?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/5635498590765337996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/5635498590765337996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/5635498590765337996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been a While'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1NQRAWDcJ9g/TbMDfeIXHnI/AAAAAAAAAKs/D6HUCVXtcgE/s72-c/Picture%2B2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-7868068395074725721</id><published>2011-02-19T12:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T12:22:15.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Jack Daniel's</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="255" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Oxh9nwQBIC8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-7868068395074725721?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/7868068395074725721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2011/02/ode-to-jack-daniels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/7868068395074725721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/7868068395074725721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2011/02/ode-to-jack-daniels.html' title='Ode to Jack Daniel&apos;s'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Oxh9nwQBIC8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-1063895436875800716</id><published>2010-09-30T19:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T19:26:28.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Coney Island</title><content type='html'>These are some of the first models I made when I started learning Maya about 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still pretty happy with these models, although this was back before I knew much about texturing so you'll notice a lot of n00b mistakes. It was also before I knew much about rendering, hence the pixel-y screen shots and poor lighting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TKUZ_nTQi4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/V7XqmR363qs/s1600/Gazebo_Top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TKUZ_nTQi4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/V7XqmR363qs/s400/Gazebo_Top.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522849098711993218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TKUZ_fAwU6I/AAAAAAAAAKE/h9qAGgF1lwo/s1600/Gazebo_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TKUZ_fAwU6I/AAAAAAAAAKE/h9qAGgF1lwo/s400/Gazebo_Full.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522849096486900642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TKUZ_df8UaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/b8VIO1I3gqA/s1600/Bench_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TKUZ_df8UaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/b8VIO1I3gqA/s400/Bench_Front.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522849096080839074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TKUZ_AE7roI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FfseH1i4P5Y/s1600/Bench_Closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TKUZ_AE7roI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FfseH1i4P5Y/s400/Bench_Closeup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522849088182922882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TKUZ-_sPtzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/p7GHzMDnhfY/s1600/Bench_Back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TKUZ-_sPtzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/p7GHzMDnhfY/s400/Bench_Back.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522849088079378226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do these, I went to Coney Island, took pictures of the stuff there from every angle, wrote down notes about how many planks were in a bench, how many sides were in the gazebo and then started construction from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my last name causes many people to believe otherwise, I was born and raised in BROOKLYN and am very proud of it. There's something innately gritty, aggressive, and yet charming about Brooklyn and being from Brooklyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coney Island holds many memories for me: from childhood adventures through the amusement park, to teenage romance on the boardwalk, to drunken wandering on the beach, this grimy, bizarre, slightly dangerous location has been a consistent source of good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-1063895436875800716?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/1063895436875800716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/09/ode-to-coney-island.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/1063895436875800716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/1063895436875800716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/09/ode-to-coney-island.html' title='Ode to Coney Island'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TKUZ_nTQi4I/AAAAAAAAAKM/V7XqmR363qs/s72-c/Gazebo_Top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-1373720542802863787</id><published>2010-09-23T13:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T14:36:36.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Couch, How I Love Thee</title><content type='html'>Here are some screenshots of the model I've been building for the living room for the indie animation film Rob &amp; I are working on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJuVXFPPbeI/AAAAAAAAAI8/hQI7GExBZDg/s1600/Picture+11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJuVXFPPbeI/AAAAAAAAAI8/hQI7GExBZDg/s400/Picture+11.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520169992048307682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJuVWUGwSkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/c3mANrMdHDY/s1600/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJuVWUGwSkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/c3mANrMdHDY/s400/Picture+10.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520169978859375170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJuVWHK9v_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/0QyFwicIY2g/s1600/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJuVWHK9v_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/0QyFwicIY2g/s400/Picture+9.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520169975387373554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was based on these storyboard drawings by Rob:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJuWNvLHP9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/cKthdzbALR4/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJuWNvLHP9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/cKthdzbALR4/s400/13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520170931018219474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJuWNf-Xu2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ff73EkgFCS8/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJuWNf-Xu2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ff73EkgFCS8/s400/12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520170926938241890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scene involves our main character visiting a club which is located "Under-Couch" in "Living Room Lane" - yes, I know, it kind of sounds like "Toy Story." In fact, our whole film kind of mashes up aspects of various Disney greats. Our purpose in intentionally doing so, is in partial parody, partial homage and partial symbolism. But in fear of people ripping us off, I'm not going to explain the plot any further. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I would like to explain, however, is my process in going from drawing to model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intention with the couch is to ensure it looks like both, a hilly environment for the characters (which are animated house hold objects) and a believable couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted the arms of the couch to have the same curvature as the arms of the actual couch in my living room. So at first, just to get a sense of the arch, I made this poor-perspective sketch: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJudUgFE3hI/AAAAAAAAAJc/K4fL6TjpCEo/s1600/sketch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJudUgFE3hI/AAAAAAAAAJc/K4fL6TjpCEo/s400/sketch2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520178743806844434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I needed to break down the proportions: the arms to the base, to the cushion, the cushion to the head board, etc. So I made these sketches to help define it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJudU7Vg8EI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ZTppKvsO98U/s1600/sketch3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJudU7Vg8EI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ZTppKvsO98U/s400/sketch3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520178751123550274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started modeling. I started with the arm first and worked from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the process I often utilize in the creation of most of my models, especially models based off of real life architecture, like benches and gazebos. I will post images of those at a later date. The process of creation with those involved my real life observation, small thumbnail sketches, and written notes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly enough, a new freelance gig has got me to thinking about the Theory of Multiple Intelligences. And I think this is why I love Computer Art so much. Computer Art is one part artistic creativity, another part, cold hard fact; and as someone who is as much a Verbal/Linguistic learner as a Visual learner, I work best/feel happiest when I get to utilize both those parts of my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am able to truly understand form only by breaking down objects into words, then into shapes, then into processes executable in computer programs (i.e. - Maya)  :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJudT-l2uGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/L4lyf5ThQD4/s1600/sketch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJudT-l2uGI/AAAAAAAAAJU/L4lyf5ThQD4/s400/sketch1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520178734817523810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I differ from most traditional artists, like Rob, or a myriad of my artistic peers - who are better at free hand drawing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Theory of Multiple Intelligences is worth looking into whether you are a elementary school teacher, or an professor at an art university. Both my junior high and high school understood this theory, and those were the schools I excelled in most and was most passionate about. Not everyone is all logic, not everyone is all visual - in fact, most people are a combination of different intelligences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-1373720542802863787?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/1373720542802863787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/09/couch-how-i-love-thee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/1373720542802863787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/1373720542802863787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/09/couch-how-i-love-thee.html' title='Couch, How I Love Thee'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJuVXFPPbeI/AAAAAAAAAI8/hQI7GExBZDg/s72-c/Picture+11.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-4974356520175160781</id><published>2010-09-18T10:40:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T11:04:02.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Grafitti</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJTPejCZ76I/AAAAAAAAAH8/IXdZLjXQriw/s1600/forCrystal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJTPejCZ76I/AAAAAAAAAH8/IXdZLjXQriw/s400/forCrystal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518263567144054690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was for my older sister, Crystal. She has always been a huge fan of hip hop, r&amp;b and rap. I grew up listening to her taste in music, but as a whole, it didn't really appeal to me at the time. When she was in high school, her then-boyfriend introduced her to Limp Bizkit, Kid Rock and Korn. They combined hip hop/rap flavors with gritty rock music resulting in the genre of "nu metal." Nu metal got a lot of hate from metal elitists who are generally ironically narrow minded anyway. But I loved it, it really represented who I was as a child of the 90s, and a child of the cultural clusterfuck that is Brooklyn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJTQ0jSxjJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tuas6sdEDZo/s1600/forCandice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJTQ0jSxjJI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tuas6sdEDZo/s400/forCandice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518265044681460882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was for my younger sister, Candice. She really likes sharks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJTRKQ7ypwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Xh-wxRbsYNw/s1600/forAri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJTRKQ7ypwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Xh-wxRbsYNw/s400/forAri.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518265417710348034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was for my friend Ari who is as colorful and majestic as a peacock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJTSHeqsokI/AAAAAAAAAIU/o6g1tuXn4oM/s1600/forChris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJTSHeqsokI/AAAAAAAAAIU/o6g1tuXn4oM/s400/forChris.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518266469368767042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was for a friend from college named Chris. He and I, I think, immediately bonded on being some of the few kids in SVA actually from NYC. We were both also rough around the edges and generally misunderstood. I drew this piece for him after a discussion on how many rappers and hip hop artists have stage names that begin with "Lil'" I said it would be funny to have a "Lil' Teapot." Rob and I ran with the idea and it is the short film and series we are currently working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJTTgQMXYBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/BMhLyiH652o/s1600/forAnthony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJTTgQMXYBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/BMhLyiH652o/s400/forAnthony.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518267994491805714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was for another kid I met in college, named Anthony. At first I didn't like him, because he never seemed to do his work, used big words excessively, and gave off this air like he was better than everyone else. Eventually, I came to know him better and even hung out with him a few times. I found out his front was just a cover and that inside, he was a pretty interesting fella. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJTUFQJgH3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/JAheLkSMjKo/s1600/forRob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJTUFQJgH3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/JAheLkSMjKo/s400/forRob.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518268630134955890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was for Rob. It's a line from a Pink Floyd song and it came on while I was working in Fire Island. It brought a tear or two to my eyes and I realized just how much me and Rob were good for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like Facebook Graffiti because it limits you to just the paint brush. Unlike Photoshop or Corel, I cannot use other tools in tandem to make the picture pretty, so I am forced to create form with just color. If I could only paint this loose in real life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-4974356520175160781?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/4974356520175160781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/09/facebook-grafitti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/4974356520175160781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/4974356520175160781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/09/facebook-grafitti.html' title='Facebook Grafitti'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TJTPejCZ76I/AAAAAAAAAH8/IXdZLjXQriw/s72-c/forCrystal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-6263261930285191479</id><published>2010-09-10T15:09:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T15:54:54.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyperbolic Chamber</title><content type='html'>One of the most amazing aspects of human beings is our dual nature. We are both animals with primal instincts and intellects with the ability to communicate. It is our capacity for analysis and categorization that creates for conflicted emotions within us. The wolf, for example, feels no guilt over his murder of a rabbit. We, however, have entire organizations dedicated to making us feel bad about eating a hamburger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always fascinated by the human mind and what it is capable of, with an obvious and particular interest in the trance-like state of creation. The tingling I get in the back of my neck as I become immersed in the world of a story I am writing, or the way I snap back into reality to step back and observe the drawing I just created - these are all inexplicable experiences that enrich an otherwise mundane existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my most amazing and enlightening experiences occurred to me during my 3rd year of college, in a Layout &amp; Design class taught by the great Donald Poynter. As a typical self-absorbed twenty one year old (at the time) I drew only whatever I'd always drawn. Big breasted women, with long, wild hair. Perhaps this was a therapeutic visual, the process by which I examined my own insecurities. Under many of the teachers at SVA, I was forced out of my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd never been really interested in drawing landscapes. Nature was foreign to me, as a born and raised Brooklynite. I was however, interested in composition. And though I would not call myself a photographer, per se, I have a habit of keeping a digital camera on hand to take pictures of interesting compositions of the world around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of semester assignment came, where we had to complete a myriad of landscapes in varying sizes and mediums, and again, like the average twenty one year old, I waited until the last minute to complete the bulk of the work. I turned to pictures I had taken at the Bronx Zoo and Prospect Park for inspiration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TIqHEesDAPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/wCUgL-U2REI/s1600/icyBackground.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TIqHEesDAPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/wCUgL-U2REI/s400/icyBackground.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515369204695630066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TIqHoiQJP2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Apev1P6G6iE/s1600/treesBackground.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TIqHoiQJP2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/Apev1P6G6iE/s400/treesBackground.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515369824127631202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TIqIe7cp_EI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ru9KDYLqL4g/s1600/steamyBackground.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TIqIe7cp_EI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ru9KDYLqL4g/s400/steamyBackground.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515370758603930690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TIqIzk4C4UI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bEAiPtw3XIw/s1600/shoreBackground.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TIqIzk4C4UI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bEAiPtw3XIw/s400/shoreBackground.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515371113322045762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(more on my website: www.caressesingh.com) &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 4 or 5 in the morning, I got sick of working in tight lines using pencil. I whipped out some watercolors. At first, I over-thought it and applied a base pencil drawing before using watercolors to "fill in the lines." I employed this technique twice - one came out alright, the other, came out very muddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more frustrated, I attacked the third watercolor in a different manner. I shut off my brain, I did no base drawing, and I just let my hand do what it wanted. The result was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TIqLh5awteI/AAAAAAAAAH0/RiSz_Pms3gg/s1600/watercolor+landscape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TIqLh5awteI/AAAAAAAAAH0/RiSz_Pms3gg/s400/watercolor+landscape.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515374108133602786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the bunch I created in this assignment, this watercolor was both mine and Poynter's favorite. It was the pure result of muscle memory. Like being in the Hyperbolic Chamber of some Dragon Ball Z episode, my hands worked for nearly 24 hours learning the contours of clouds, the way landmass forms, and the way water reflects. Without any direct reference, this piece is a true representation of something that came out of me, and for that I am forever in debt to Donald Poynter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-6263261930285191479?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/6263261930285191479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/09/hyperbolic-chamber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/6263261930285191479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/6263261930285191479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/09/hyperbolic-chamber.html' title='Hyperbolic Chamber'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TIqHEesDAPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/wCUgL-U2REI/s72-c/icyBackground.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-7784819123970358723</id><published>2010-07-09T16:02:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T17:24:45.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TDeAjJUhbhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hyoPiq1nX8A/s1600/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TDeAjJUhbhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hyoPiq1nX8A/s400/girl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491999611887382034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've checked out my website, you've seen this image already. I modeled everything in Maya,textured using Photoshop, enhanced the still's texture in Photoshop and it was lit by the very talented Alejandra Velez (she built a light rig I moved around.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first started this blog, I promised not to make anything very personal, but I enjoy analyzing styles and artistic choices of friends. In particular, I love seeing how a style reflects a personality and how styles rub off on each other. The bits and pieces we take from our friends and interpret in our own voice demonstrate what is strongest about that friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, a guy I dated in college is very, very meticulous. It is his extraordinary, almost obsessive attention to detail that I adapted as my own. Proportion and a willingness to go extremely dark in tonality was something I used to ignore. But after seeing how well it worked for him, I adopted it. I still think about him from time to time, and I hope the very best for him, because I can see how much perfection means to him and how hard he comes down on himself when he's anything less than perfect. He'd almost rather NOT do something unless he knew for a fact that he could do it very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once that relationship started to go stale, I paid more attention to a long time friend of mine, Ariella Goldstein. She's known by many for a multitude of talents: videography, photography, special effects make up, graphic design, website building, dj'ing, film editing and fine arts. We met in high school and I had always admired how much of a free spirit she was/is. She dropped out of high school, never went to college, but is very rarely out of work. I guess the difference between us other than my more academic background is that she's a lot more social than I am, and being social is a huge skill to have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One style we riffed on with each other were these swirly things we're both infamous for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TDeQ6bc-B8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ixbRlwkTp7Y/s1600/swirlyMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TDeQ6bc-B8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ixbRlwkTp7Y/s400/swirlyMe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492017604077684674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this some summers ago. The main picture was taken at an ex's old apartment (the same ex I talked about in this blog.) The rest were taken in my room in my Brooklyn apartment. All Photoshoped from the comfort of my couch, using my Cintiq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TDeRajCzNiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6yp3F3yG05I/s1600/mermaid+full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TDeRajCzNiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6yp3F3yG05I/s400/mermaid+full.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492018155871221282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this in the aforementioned summer that I became closer to Ari. It's a keyframe for an experimental animation piece I have abandoned but have since decided to go back to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've always been a huge fan of clowns. I love the dichotomy of how funny but evil they can be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recently, I've begun dating a long time friend and creative partner. He's also very into clowns. I think we relate on our duality of spirit: being one part childishly innocent, and another part perversely sinful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been working on a new film for which he is doing the character design and animation and I'm doing the writing and backgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TDeS2prXdiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/VYN8TDa2QGI/s1600/Sc1BGmerged_001_smaller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TDeS2prXdiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/VYN8TDa2QGI/s400/Sc1BGmerged_001_smaller.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492019738199946786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a work in progress, and I'll let you know more as time goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-7784819123970358723?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/7784819123970358723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/07/rubbing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/7784819123970358723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/7784819123970358723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/07/rubbing.html' title='Rubbing'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TDeAjJUhbhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hyoPiq1nX8A/s72-c/girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-7161703234781123549</id><published>2010-06-24T22:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T22:22:29.322-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kare Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TCQSE4wehpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SwjA4y8HzZg/s1600/kareBear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TCQSE4wehpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SwjA4y8HzZg/s400/kareBear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486530121208596114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My older sister used to call me Carey for short. In middle school, a friend converted that name to Care Bear. I adopted the nick name and at the time, I was obsessed with the nu metal band: Korn, so I spelled it with a K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nick name stuck, and here is a depiction of my Kare Bear persona.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-7161703234781123549?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/7161703234781123549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/06/kare-bear_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/7161703234781123549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/7161703234781123549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/06/kare-bear_24.html' title='Kare Bear'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TCQSE4wehpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SwjA4y8HzZg/s72-c/kareBear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-5828084861076999483</id><published>2010-06-19T20:38:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T20:51:30.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good, The Bad and The Unorganized</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1jJ-_NzbI/AAAAAAAAAEg/PnZeYz3pxCs/s1600/gangstaSquirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1jJ-_NzbI/AAAAAAAAAEg/PnZeYz3pxCs/s400/gangstaSquirrel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484648944385248690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the first Character Designs I came up with while at SVA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long process that involved scrapping many, many designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at this visual conclusion after looking at pictures of "50 Cent" instead of squirrels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The character and storyboard (seen below) were my interpretation of a script by Vjekoslav Grgas about a psychotic explorer whose threat to destroy the home of a group of squirrels lands him in hot water with a specific squirrel - a "gansta" squirrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1jeUhMPEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/wgiy5RMvI8M/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1jeUhMPEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/wgiy5RMvI8M/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484649293762280514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1j8SFBZ1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/4_ypA8Bc7Rk/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1j8SFBZ1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/4_ypA8Bc7Rk/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484649808503334738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1kN2p8vjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/O7et0_gZ3gc/s1600/57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1kN2p8vjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/O7et0_gZ3gc/s400/57.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484650110379671090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1klCkZ0_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/fpOV6pQd6AU/s1600/58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1klCkZ0_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/fpOV6pQd6AU/s400/58.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484650508714628082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1ku-VN3RI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ErQFtufjZpA/s1600/59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1ku-VN3RI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ErQFtufjZpA/s400/59.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484650679375879442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1lAEqzRwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cajHTWE7A1Y/s1600/60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1lAEqzRwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cajHTWE7A1Y/s400/60.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484650973134800642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1lNPJjy-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/EyFsBBGGl5c/s1600/61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1lNPJjy-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/EyFsBBGGl5c/s400/61.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484651199286463458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1lcr32rzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cK9P_FVJdec/s1600/62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1lcr32rzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cK9P_FVJdec/s400/62.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484651464694869810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are select panels from the storyboard. I colored it in Prismacolor pencils and outlined in pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scanned in the sketch of the character design and colored it recently. It got me to thinking about characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from having pretty good shows, the USA network on cable drives a pretty cool campaign. "Characters Welcomed" is their recent slogan. And with protagonists like a detective with OCD, or a tough beauty protecting witnesses, it's clear that the network writers strive towards a depiction of flawed but interesting, and ultimately, good human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've mentioned before I've always been curious about the back story of the antagonist (so you can imagine how thrilled I was when I saw "Wicked.") While I wouldn't condone his behavior, I often wondered why no one sympathized for a second with Scar in the Lion King. I mean, come on, put yourself in his shoes. That whole father-son/king-prince bonding ritual shared by Mufasa and Simba was surely shared by Mufasa and his father. Scar was always left out and no one thought for a moment about his feelings? Why not make him Vice President or something? Give him something more than a den of chuckling hyenas. Of course, Scar went off the deep end, and no one's childhood is perfect and everyone has to mature and learn to deal with it. Still, it's interesting to consider the psyche of the antagonist, and in many ways, we must thank them, for being the shade of black that makes the protagonist shine that much brighter in comparison. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with a drawing of my thesis protagonist I did while at work sometime last year (don't worry, I wasn't dilly-dallying, I was waiting for something to finish scanning.) Anyway, this is a darker portrayal of my otherwise cute character - a reminder that EVERY character is multi-faceted - with the potential for great good, and great evil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1lzGHCpBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Qa4yuZJKS20/s1600/Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1lzGHCpBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Qa4yuZJKS20/s400/Girl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484651849695011858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-5828084861076999483?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/5828084861076999483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-bad-and-unorganized.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/5828084861076999483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/5828084861076999483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-bad-and-unorganized.html' title='The Good, The Bad and The Unorganized'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TB1jJ-_NzbI/AAAAAAAAAEg/PnZeYz3pxCs/s72-c/gangstaSquirrel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-9068958179785890096</id><published>2010-06-17T03:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T03:16:46.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TBnLi7G6_QI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vcBWwaOpRNY/s1600/michelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TBnLi7G6_QI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vcBWwaOpRNY/s400/michelle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483637822143003906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this for my cousin for her birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-9068958179785890096?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/9068958179785890096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/06/michelle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/9068958179785890096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/9068958179785890096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/06/michelle.html' title='Michelle'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TBnLi7G6_QI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vcBWwaOpRNY/s72-c/michelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-7622241996737781363</id><published>2010-06-14T15:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T15:15:11.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My "Persons Unknown" Parody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TBZ_lRQCHuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/S-kaVrLdxUc/s1600/personsUnknownParody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TBZ_lRQCHuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/S-kaVrLdxUc/s400/personsUnknownParody.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482709874632695522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-7622241996737781363?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/7622241996737781363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-persons-unknown-parody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/7622241996737781363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/7622241996737781363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-persons-unknown-parody.html' title='My &quot;Persons Unknown&quot; Parody'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/TBZ_lRQCHuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/S-kaVrLdxUc/s72-c/personsUnknownParody.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-3062492801432341718</id><published>2010-06-10T15:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T15:30:03.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Olive Branch on Nick Jr!</title><content type='html'>So, I'm SUPER EXCITED because I just saw the first episode of OLIVE BRANCH on Nick Jr.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive Branch is an amazing new short about two creatures who practice peaceful conflict resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was animated traditionally by the amazing Pablo Smith and shaded by the talented Cassandra Berger - and the flat color was applied by guess who? MEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sure, while my part did not require the most skill in the world, it still required a knowledge of how to paint quickly. I remember days upon days of coming in, doing runs, and then getting small shreds of time here and there to get to color it. All through winter, I spent three days of my week at Little Airplane and coloring for Olive Branch was by far the best part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were no credits but if you really don't believe me, I'm sure I can put you in touch with witnesses and the animator who will attest to my participation. Either way, it's super thrilling and I hope it's just one of the FIRST things I take part in, to end up on t.v.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also laid down the flat color for the second episode and some of the third, but then my contract ended and a new job began. Anyway, this is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out at: http://www.littleairplane.com/olive_branch/video/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-3062492801432341718?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/3062492801432341718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/06/olive-branch-on-nick-jr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/3062492801432341718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/3062492801432341718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/06/olive-branch-on-nick-jr.html' title='Olive Branch on Nick Jr!'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-7121569295964308453</id><published>2010-05-26T13:30:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:05:08.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Freeeeeeeedom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S_1a4h-iLtI/AAAAAAAAADw/C7rziyZArFE/s1600/FEET.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S_1a4h-iLtI/AAAAAAAAADw/C7rziyZArFE/s400/FEET.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475632649192222418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Quick Sketch of My Feet, by ME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been seeing a lot of my feet lately. It started actually with rendering out my thesis. As anyone who operates Maya know, rendering can be a time consuming process which still requires the attention of the user as many things can (and do) go wrong. Anyway, with nothing to do in those minutes that the animation rendered peacefully, I sketched the closest, most accessible subject: my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the end of classes, I re-injured my knee. I first dislocated my knee when I was thirteen. It's an athletic injury most often associated with women because our body shape slightly pulls the knee out. I used to do ballet, which helped strengthen the muscles around my patella; but when I stopped, a slip, trip and fall landed me in a cast and on crutches for a month and physical therapy for a month after. It really sucked having that childhood delusion of invincibility, shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's not what this post is about. What it's really about is what I'm doing in this time. Waiting a month for my insurance to reactivate, I've whipped out the old knee-brace and am staying in bed with my legs elevated unless I absolutely, absolutely have to leave my apartment. No parties, no bar hopping, no aimlessly wandering the streets of Manhattan. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but my laptop. And it occurred to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my legs were one main form of freedom, they could sometimes be a hindrance. I like movement, I like to be in movement, to observe movement, to create movement. So, does the inability to go three billion places in one day bug me out? You bet. But all that pent up energy always gets expressed in some other way: by moving other things from the comfort of my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lost the ability to dance (or rather became too afraid to) I found solace, freedom, in another medium of movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2bc2e75dd40792de" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2bc2e75dd40792de%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331125525%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7DBE3AC4103496E0C9F077846C80829B52291E84.73199DBBA86213F53CB2E2885AB159588E386D36%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2bc2e75dd40792de%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJU-5_YneXeMqrpqeUxkxFVlQuIk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2bc2e75dd40792de%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331125525%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7DBE3AC4103496E0C9F077846C80829B52291E84.73199DBBA86213F53CB2E2885AB159588E386D36%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2bc2e75dd40792de%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJU-5_YneXeMqrpqeUxkxFVlQuIk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Procedurally Textured and Animated, by Me, advised by David Halbstein)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I acredit my pre school teachers, mostly. Who distracted me from my separation anxiety with large sheets of paper and my own set of paints. We are patterns occuring and re-occuring. It's almost scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can train and train but at the end of the day, we always revert to instincts in the moments we are most stressed, distressed and pressed for time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I can't really do this in real life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5172f5019a7eee" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D005172f5019a7eee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331125525%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3502E35156CEF13C2750305B84512B61DFCAF77C.24C3E4B28513D8F1CB0837D39B2BC07B6880B71D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5172f5019a7eee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH0TEz8o6KQKaOWyxKgeHptLPsuA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D005172f5019a7eee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331125525%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3502E35156CEF13C2750305B84512B61DFCAF77C.24C3E4B28513D8F1CB0837D39B2BC07B6880B71D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5172f5019a7eee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH0TEz8o6KQKaOWyxKgeHptLPsuA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Mmm, yummy apple that will kill me if I eat it. Seriously, I'm allergic.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Freedom exists in the fact that at least, I can pretend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f6051025bb8718d0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df6051025bb8718d0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331125525%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14F68856D0C922E7D224C0481D8F8D00808C718.184193FDAA215E7894D9FDAF088344CC6B8FF4E3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df6051025bb8718d0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D226pEDe3MFHeg3zwonCM-PfwvjY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df6051025bb8718d0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331125525%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14F68856D0C922E7D224C0481D8F8D00808C718.184193FDAA215E7894D9FDAF088344CC6B8FF4E3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df6051025bb8718d0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D226pEDe3MFHeg3zwonCM-PfwvjY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Modeled, Procedurally Textured and Animated by ME, as advised by David Halbstein)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-7121569295964308453?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/7121569295964308453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/05/freeeeeeeedom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/7121569295964308453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/7121569295964308453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/05/freeeeeeeedom.html' title='Freeeeeeeedom!'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S_1a4h-iLtI/AAAAAAAAADw/C7rziyZArFE/s72-c/FEET.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-8091656976620609163</id><published>2010-05-10T15:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:12:46.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visual Look at Composition</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="192.5" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aIaCpHF025E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aIaCpHF025E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="192.5" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-8091656976620609163?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/8091656976620609163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/05/visual-look-at-composition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/8091656976620609163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/8091656976620609163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/05/visual-look-at-composition.html' title='A Visual Look at Composition'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-5720777839410359323</id><published>2010-05-10T15:12:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:22:30.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking at Compositon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've recently analyzed the movie "Monster" (2003, directed by Patty Jenkins) for a class I had with the thought-provoking, Amy Taubin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I loved the assignment because it forced me to consider things I hadn't considered before resulting in this epiphany I had in regards to the brilliance of Patty Jenkins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's a slightly gory film, and the plot probably doesn't appeal to a lot of people, but I think if we recognize what works so subliminally about this film, we can apply it to our own films and especially as animators, we have the power to make some of Jenkins's visual techniques work even more effectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway here it is. Sorry to people that don't like reading, I'll post something visual next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;              Written and directed by Patty Jenkins, “Monster” is a glimpse into the true story of serial killer Aileen Wuornos. Set in the late 1980s into the early 1990s, the film depicts the last chunk of Wuornos’s life, ending with her execution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;view=bsp&amp;amp;ver=ohhl4rw8mbn4#12859cbadef8ed57__ftn1" name="12859cbadef8ed57__ftnref1" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Released in 2003, just one year after the execution of real-life Aileen Wuornos, the film stars an incredibly transformed Charlize Theron with Christina Ricci in a supporting role as Wuornos’s lover: Selby Wall. Ultimately, “Monster” is a film about power – what power is, who in society has power, and what happens to those who have no power at all. By framing characters along alternating diagonals, director Patty Jenkins paints us a picture of a woman who is cornered despite all attempts to rise above her position in life.  Jenkins also employs repetition: Wuornos looking at herself in the mirror, the sound cutting off abruptly, hard edged lines in the background visually enclosing Wuornos in a phallic and Apollonian, rigid world.  My personal interest in this film is rooted in my sympathy for antagonists. I remember watching Sleeping Beauty as a child and thinking “why didn’t they just make sure the witch got invited to the party?” I believe both Jenkins and Wuornos meant for the life and death of Wuornos to be a message and I believe in listening to every message. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The film instantly introduces us to Wuornos as a young girl whose ambitions are dismissed as silly. As she develops, her life fails to improve. A social outcast, she starts to find a means of connection through sex. To her disappointment, however, she is rudely reminded that these connections are temporary and loveless. Eventually accepting her lot in life, she turns to prostitution to earn her livelihood. After a failed attempt at cleaning up her act and enduring a horrendous assault and rape, Wuornos begins to kill her clients as a way to earn money and gain transport for her and Selby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This introduction is handled very delicately. Starting in black, a small rectangle frames young Wuornos and becomes larger as the narration takes us through Wuornos’s early life. The sound is limited to an instrumental and no voices are heard despite lips moving. That the frame zooms in slowly, matching the narration, represents Wuornos’s realization that her dreams are never coming true. Finally, when the sound of rain assaults our ears and the frame has hit full screen, any shred of a happy illusion that Wuornos had is washed away from possibility. The images presented in the introduction are no accident. The concepts that these images represent are used constantly throughout the film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;In the introduction, we see Wuornos as a teenager, standing far away from a group of her giggly, female peers. Wuornos’s loneliness is visually emphasized later in the “gay bar” when lesbians seated near to Selby joke about Wuornos’s appearance as Wuornos sluggishly grabs a seat at the bar, alone. This visual token comes up again at the amusement park when Selby runs off with her friends. When Wuornos and Selby exit the bowling alley and some girls are gawking and laughing at them – that Selby is with her is the only thing that keeps that scene from being a reminder of her loneliness because for once, she’s not alone. The introduction also shows Wuornos as a girl staring in the mirror, posing. Wuornos’s narration is “I always wanted to be in the movies” setting an ironic tone for the movie. The next time we see Wuornos in the mirror is when she is getting ready for her date with Selby. Where her dreams once involved becoming a star to the world, they now involved at least being a star to Selby. The mirror viewing comes back with Wuornos admiring her stance with a gun in her hand and then again with Wuornos covered in blood before bathing the remains of her victim off of her body. We watch as Wuornos’s perception of herself changes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;How viewers perceive Wuornos is a direct result of Wuornos’s position in the frame. In the scene in which Wuornos visits her storage space, she is seated on the bottom of a frame that has a high horizon line. The storage lockers in perspective produces a diagonal that extends down, so that she is in the far left bottom corner of the screen, framed by this diagonal. In this scene she is at the mercy of her landlord, who, luckily understands that she cannot afford rent right at that moment. This downward angle is much more apparent in the silhouette of the opening credit, where she is seated on a downward slope – a visual foreshadowing of where her life is headed. The very next time we see this exact silhouette is right before Wuornos is arrested. While in jail, Wuornos is on the phone with Selby and in the background is a shadow against the wall that creates the exact same diagonal line as the slope Wuornos was sitting on. This persistence of shape is meant to tie Selby to the concept of the downward slope reaffirming the viewer’s conclusion that Selby is directly connected to Wuornos’s downfall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The scene that demonstrates these subliminal diagonals best is the assault/rape sequence. When Wuornos is standing near the car on the highway, considering taking one last John for the night; her position in the frame is higher than that of the man in the car. Once she gets in the car, she is “lowered” she is visually “on his level.” Once he attacks her, he is positioned higher in the screen – which is no coincidence. The camera could have been angled in any direction and still have gotten the point across but that there is some imaginary seesaw positioning the faces of the actors contributes to this idea of a power play. When Wuornos jumps up and kills him, she is above, he is on the floor, and she has won. This seesawing takes place again and again and especially in Wuornos’s interaction with Selby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The low and seesawing positioning of Wuornos forces the audience to sympathize with her. An audience in 2003, in the U.S. is generally inclined to “not kick a dog when it’s down.” We love a good underdog story, and while we won’t condone Wuornos’s behavior, Jenkins had reasonable expectation that we would understand Wuornos’s motivations. A similar movie probably could not have been made in 1950 and received with the same amount of tolerance and appreciation. Viewers today can understand Wuornos’s desperation because it is also contradicted by her intensity and strength and the great humanity that we do see from her in her loving and protective affection for Selby. Wuornos is extremely proactive – she needs money to survive, she hooks. She wants Selby, so she goes to her house and gets her. Wuornos succeeds as much as she can succeed and this is a good old American sentiment. By catering to some of our values, Jenkins manipulates us into accepting some other things that may clash with our values – such as murder. Casting the beautiful Charlize Theron also elicits some sympathy with audiences. Theron’s natural beauty radiates despite her radical changes (weight gain and prosthetic ugly teeth.) Viewers enter the visual experience with certain expectations in regards to Theron and to their pleasant surprise find that she more than looks the role, she becomes the role – playing on the heart strings of people who never want to believe that bad things can also happen to beautiful people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;hr align="left" size="1" width="33%"&gt;    &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;view=bsp&amp;amp;ver=ohhl4rw8mbn4#12859cbadef8ed57__ftnref1" name="12859cbadef8ed57__ftn1" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0340855/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/&lt;wbr&gt;tt0340855/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-5720777839410359323?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/5720777839410359323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-at-compositon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/5720777839410359323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/5720777839410359323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-at-compositon.html' title='Looking at Compositon'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-67017648818764001</id><published>2010-02-11T11:14:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:27:52.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Character Development: Breaking it All Down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another reason I enjoy Computer Animation is because it helps supplement my Traditional Drawing skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the kind of person who really understands through observation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For six years I studied ballet and tap dancing, although ballet was my absolute favorite! Anyway, we had to practice these hand exercises in order to ensure grace. So when I studied Animation under Howard Beckerman, I decided to put the memory of this muscle movement to the test. The result was this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-df613e641bd6567" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0df613e641bd6567%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331125525%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60153F9A729616BF2617C51F0EA054BF230546FF.38BBBF33B39E92AAC75B2E7FB836BCED61CA9CD6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf613e641bd6567%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DO-xJx1Yo93b2i7axiUrxDyNmpKM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0df613e641bd6567%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331125525%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60153F9A729616BF2617C51F0EA054BF230546FF.38BBBF33B39E92AAC75B2E7FB836BCED61CA9CD6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf613e641bd6567%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DO-xJx1Yo93b2i7axiUrxDyNmpKM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was done on ones, which is why it looks so smooth. If you freeze a frame - you can actually see how crude the drawings are. I did it in Photoshop, using a Cintiq. It is my most recent Traditional Animation and it took me a long time to get over myself long enough to focus just on silhouette.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, part of my problem while in school, was I kept wanting to show off. Teachers would warn us - a beautiful drawing alone does not make a good animation. But I still wanted to prove myself, I still wanted everyone to see my understanding of tonality which I pride myself on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily, SVA's Animation curriculum recognizes the importance of flexing the full spectrum of artistic muscles. While studying Anatomy under Stephen Smulka, I did this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3QxwLGmFOI/AAAAAAAAACI/BPQi86SObPI/s320/giantHand.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437025353826964706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48 inches tall, this giant hand is done solely in pencil. I loved this experience. It was something I didn't think I could do, something I wouldn't even think to do. I did it in the course of a weekend, taking time off from my retail job to finish it. To me, this is what the beauty of SVA is about - you float around for a bit, but then you get some assignments that just turn a switch on in your head, and when you're done, it's like a special high you can't get anywhere else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this experience should have taught me that there is a difference between drawing for Animation and drawing for Illustration. Still, when it came time for my sophomore film, I insisted on a complicated character with a complicated color scheme:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3QzLWCaMfI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eg1iKEorF-g/s1600-h/characterSheet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3QzLWCaMfI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eg1iKEorF-g/s320/characterSheet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437026920130294258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can imagine, it was hell to Animate. And I spent so much time just trying to get the hair right, that the rest of the film was a giant flop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then...something amazing happened!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Under the instruction of the amazingwonderfulomgIlovethisman Eric Eiser, I started learning Autodesk Maya. It was love at first render.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, in Maya, you HAVE to start with basic shapes, then manipulate them using a wireframe mesh in order to achieve the model you want. This is in many ways, similar to drawing - you start with a basic shape and then expand upon it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, the computer forces you to be honest. Whereas, I can lie to myself and say "sure, I can draw a million frames of that girl with purple hair, and then color her in perfectly a million times" you can't make the computer have more RAM than it does (you know, without buying it.) And even then, there are just still technical limitations to how much you can do with a model.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Consider Naughty Dog's Crash Bandicoot, vs. their newer Uncharted series:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q27SkxoeI/AAAAAAAAACY/QImuhJ70dTE/s1600-h/869f5c9841b18d4ebf1ade051678dd90-Crash_Bandicoot_3__Warped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q27SkxoeI/AAAAAAAAACY/QImuhJ70dTE/s320/869f5c9841b18d4ebf1ade051678dd90-Crash_Bandicoot_3__Warped.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437031042369298914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 311px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q3GS_SkiI/AAAAAAAAACg/6UhVOviCWtU/s1600-h/uncharted_box-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q3GS_SkiI/AAAAAAAAACg/6UhVOviCWtU/s320/uncharted_box-art.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437031231459070498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playstation 1 was a bit more limited in terms of how much graphics could be tolerated, as such, textures for the game had to be more minimal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For PS3, the development of Core technology allows for the use of a wider set of textures creating for the beautiful gameplay experience that is Uncharted. But BOTH are amazingly fun games. With Crash Bandicoot - they strategically made their characters and layouts more cartoony, to compensate for the lack of capacity for extensive and realistic textures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With this in mind, I decided to do a bulk of my thesis film in 3D (for more on my thesis, read "2 and 1/2-D") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My approach to character development this time around, was very different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q55i1_iJI/AAAAAAAAACw/Y8OIdFSiTnY/s1600-h/Character+Sheet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q55i1_iJI/AAAAAAAAACw/Y8OIdFSiTnY/s400/Character+Sheet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437034310911625362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 125px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first draft was done in Photoshop and the turn around was done in Illustrator. Finally, I was able to embrace simplicity without sacrificing aesthetics! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then set out to model the character. I had some help from Digital Tutors and observing dolls. The result was this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q6Fyap1-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/BnClSTQUwgk/s1600-h/Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q6Fyap1-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/BnClSTQUwgk/s400/Girl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437034521250355170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her outfit is in homage to Koko the Clown, and the chopsticks in her hair is in homage to Brien Hindman - a Blue Sky modeler who I studied under, over last summer (he always wears chopsticks in his bun.) At this point, my understanding of textures was very limited, so I focused on other things for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I revisted the textures, and upon learning Roadkill, I started applying textures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q7p44Gf5I/AAAAAAAAADA/pnCy8O5O-hg/s1600-h/back.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q7p44Gf5I/AAAAAAAAADA/pnCy8O5O-hg/s400/back.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437036240971399058" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(back)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q77Vwwa2I/AAAAAAAAADI/s2mYsrcwyeU/s1600-h/smothenedFront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q77Vwwa2I/AAAAAAAAADI/s2mYsrcwyeU/s400/smothenedFront.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437036540782996322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(front)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q8NVfNZjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ImvHRqcj9CI/s1600-h/threeQuarterFront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q8NVfNZjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ImvHRqcj9CI/s400/threeQuarterFront.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437036849947043378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(three quarters)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave her dress a subtle indication of fabric. These juicy details are what will lend her more credibility once inserted into the scenes. These details - that I tried so hard (in vain) to capture in traditional animation are made more effective and efficient in CG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even got to detail her hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q9CIhBNiI/AAAAAAAAADY/ull7t7HEHAE/s1600-h/girlHair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q9CIhBNiI/AAAAAAAAADY/ull7t7HEHAE/s400/girlHair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437037756998039074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 343px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, her chopsticks! And her stockings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q9eKNyn0I/AAAAAAAAADg/dbp7UIL5uQk/s1600-h/closeupChopsticks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q9eKNyn0I/AAAAAAAAADg/dbp7UIL5uQk/s400/closeupChopsticks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437038238490599234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q9qBpR0GI/AAAAAAAAADo/4DavpubRMOE/s1600-h/closeupStockingSmooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3Q9qBpR0GI/AAAAAAAAADo/4DavpubRMOE/s400/closeupStockingSmooth.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437038442348400738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 396px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even added black nailpolish to her fingernails. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For her longer bangs, I rigged them as if they were fingers, allowing me even more control of her head. Currently, I am painting weights but I intend to have a test animation done TODAY! So, I'll shut up now and get to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you enjoyed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-67017648818764001?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/67017648818764001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/02/character-development-breaking-it-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/67017648818764001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/67017648818764001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/02/character-development-breaking-it-all.html' title='Character Development: Breaking it All Down.'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3QxwLGmFOI/AAAAAAAAACI/BPQi86SObPI/s72-c/giantHand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-9017108214612416286</id><published>2010-02-10T15:37:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T17:06:31.000-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditional animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cgi'/><title type='text'>"2 and a 1/2 - D"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the neighborhood of my school, an awesome place to eat popped up, relatively recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Pizza Pub (on 23rd and Lex.) offers a slice and a pint for only 5 bucks! The slices are nice and soft, and very doughy and although you don't get your choice of beer for the pint, the house beer is pretty yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While there one day after work, a guy at the bar bought me a shot and I proceeded to chat with him and the bartender about our interests - namely, in animation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon request I described to him my thesis film: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In pursuit of food and fun times, a quirky clown and her new critter companion journey across the desk of an exhausted, modern Animator. Inspired by Max Fleischer's 1919 "Koko the Clown" series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: normal; font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(FYI: You can catch the Fleischer classic here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=M-K67eHDKpc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My version is meant to update the classic in multiple ways, in effort to convey my feeling that CGI is still in its' infancy and that computers are no more a tool than a ruler. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3McMfq8OfI/AAAAAAAAABw/4f1TRgUkycc/s1600-h/productionStillColored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3McMfq8OfI/AAAAAAAAABw/4f1TRgUkycc/s320/productionStillColored.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436720176151935474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;Shot on a SONY XD-Cam EX in HD (courtesy of the SVA Film Department), starring Theresa Burns (Tisch NYU '09) this film takes the Fleischer classic an extra step. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3MfAosjRTI/AAAAAAAAACA/d1tIjK23rpc/s1600-h/Page+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3MfAosjRTI/AAAAAAAAACA/d1tIjK23rpc/s320/Page+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436723270951060786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;I put the character in direct communication with the catalyst of the film - that is the pest, the cockroach. In Fleischer's film "The Tantalizing Fly" his struggle to shoo a fly causes him to hit Koko the Clown which would be fine except that Koko comes to life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;In my thesis film, the more urban cockroach decides to pester Theresa as she closes in on a deadline, perfecting her newly crafted CG model of a young female clown, using her Cintiq - the modern day drawing board. A missed death blow hurts the Cintiq instead of the Roach and brings the Clown-Girl to life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;Tired, and frustrated, Theresa tries to figure out the magic behind the Clown-Girl's movement, only to discover that not only does she not know how the Clown-Girl moved, but now she has lost her file and have to start over. In the meantime...the Clown-Girl and the Roach become friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;To find out what happens, see the film. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;Anyway, while the idea sounded interested to him, my bar-buddy was still not convinced that CGI had much merit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;To which I had to say this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;I'm sure when Fleischer started making cartoons there was some live action film director huffing and puffing about how drawn images will never take over the role of a live actor and that no audience would want to see a bunch of drawings, that it was expensive and time consuming...but it happened, and it worked, and people loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;Sure there was a great deal of evolution that occurred to allow it to be what it is today. And sure, Koko was rotoscoped dancing for the sake of understanding movement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;But how is that any different than the use of Motion-Capture for the FMV'S in Naughty Dog's recent hit video game "Uncharted?" In exploring how to capture different means of movement - especially the type which is most subtle and yet so significant to the human eye in terms of instinctual identification of an action - each generation simply uses the technology they have at hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;The limitations of traditional media is more than met by the mathematical nature of the computer: increasing the scale of an object, turning a model 3/4 of the way half way through it's animated segment, ensuring perspective - these are all things that are so time consuming and so easily botched in traditional animation, that it makes no sense to serve an elitist agenda by refusing to touch a computer at the sacrifice of the film at hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;The limitations of computer generated media - the lack of human soul and clinical-looking results can easily be remedied by applying traditional media techniques and remembering that the computer only helps you generate the image but YOU DECIDE what image you want it to generate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;In my own film, I am STILL handling it as I would a hand drawn film. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;Rendering out some poses of the model, I inserted the Clown-Girl into stills taken from the Live Action footage. I drew out the motion paths then handed it off to the wonderfully talented Rob Yulfo who used Flash to help map out the silhouette of the motion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a416c08bb5fa5075" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da416c08bb5fa5075%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331125525%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D48A3793CCCDD3DF8F00158532659C0CD180DE8.139DA1DEEEBC6077F9B926A8B9CA4C3992002179%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da416c08bb5fa5075%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLyHafvhHb_8k0oigFrpVeKEbmbE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da416c08bb5fa5075%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331125525%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D48A3793CCCDD3DF8F00158532659C0CD180DE8.139DA1DEEEBC6077F9B926A8B9CA4C3992002179%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da416c08bb5fa5075%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLyHafvhHb_8k0oigFrpVeKEbmbE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', serif; "&gt;I am moving my rigged CG model into the positions I agree with Rob on and then animating from there. The idea being that when left to our own devices, we sometimes move CG characters excessively, taking away from their cartoony-credibility. Which is why in this one case when it comes to my traditional understanding vs. my computer understanding, I chose the former over the latter, because if nothing else, traditional animators can plan things out better than anyone - mostly because we HAVE to. We don't have a computerized set of arms to draw tons of meaningless in-betweens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;It's a shame that CGI artists and Traditionalists don't come together more often - both have skills and inadequacies that can be utilized and compensated for by the other for an even better product. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;After hearing my long-winded explanation, my bar-buddy joked, "So, I guess you could say, you're not 2D, not 3D but... 2 and a half D?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;I laughed and said "yes, I like the sound of that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-9017108214612416286?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/9017108214612416286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-and-12-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/9017108214612416286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/9017108214612416286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-and-12-d.html' title='&quot;2 and a 1/2 - D&quot;'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3McMfq8OfI/AAAAAAAAABw/4f1TRgUkycc/s72-c/productionStillColored.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-2529074810717287577</id><published>2010-02-08T23:20:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:09:11.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've heard that you ought to be careful with what you put on your feet. Your feet, after all, holds you up; it's what the rest of your body expects you to move around on. So you have to take care of them, treat them well. Especially in the concrete capital - that is - New York City, those soles hit the pavement at breakneck speeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a frequent pedestrian, a sometimes pragmatist, but ultimately still a giggly girl on the inside, my quest for the perfect shoe often results in me wearing the same shoe with every outfit for 2 years each. (These days you'll catch me donning weathered, brown Uggs - they're just so comfy!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like commitment, what can I say? And when I find that shoe - that comfy, versatile, uniquely stylish shoe, my loyalty is guaranteed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was fourteen - a young teen with an affinity for goth culture, I sought out the perfect Babydoll shoes. I didn't want it to be black - that was too regular. I didn't want it to be patterned - that would be hard to complement each time... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me by surprise, when one day, while carousing the aisles of the 34th Street Macy's, I found a beautiful intentionally weathered-looking blood red baby doll shoes by Report (an under-rated brand, by the way, which I absolutely adore.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved these shoes so much. They matched my black plaid skirt with the giant safety pins. My red plaid skirt with the buckles. In some situations, I could even wear them with pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The detail that took it the extra step was that on the bottom, was a beautifully ornate flower pattern that stamped the ground. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling so happy with these shoes, I drew them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DmeuvjWzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/a5Knzz5wU-8/s320/Shoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436098165854133042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 188px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I did this with Prismacolor pencils back in highschool. I like that Prismacolors - if pushed hard enough and long enough - can sometimes give the effect of oils.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The bottom pattern I did in acrylic paints after drawing it out in pencil and coloring around it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The netting visible in the upright shoe was part of a stockings that had initially connected to a larger image which I have since cut off as the rest of it wasn't that good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, something about the way the contours of a shoe could caress the human feet really impress me in terms of design. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am even fascinated by the way the wrinkles and creases form where the toe flexes - creating these interesting textures I find akin to scabs - somewhat unpleasant, but also, somewhat fun to pick at and watch morph. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For my thesis film, I wanted to highlight this very aspect in the shoe of one of my characters - a young, female clown based off of Max Fleischer's Koko the Clown. (For more on this, catch next week's blog.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My clown (who I am calling "Kiki" for now) is well trained in the art of acrobatics, and in one scene, she makes her way across a tightrope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Drawing my from my childhood experiences in ballet, I figured she would make her steps using delicate tondu's  - which would of course force her shoes to hug the shape of her perfectly pointed toes and arched heel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DpXwkFzmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/V3LDvMPOWxU/s1600-h/kikiCross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DpXwkFzmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/V3LDvMPOWxU/s320/kikiCross.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436101344618729058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's a shame that this is probably the closest most viewers will ever get to the shoe. But hopefully any interval of time during which a closeup sneaks its' way in, can be one in which viewers can visually milk this cow of a texture. Urgh...I'll work on my metaphors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DqnS0SdRI/AAAAAAAAABA/iNymVZd6bIc/s1600-h/sideView.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DqnS0SdRI/AAAAAAAAABA/iNymVZd6bIc/s320/sideView.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436102711023138066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While on the train, I noticed a woman with more adult baby doll shoes (kind of like a rendition of those old-timey dress shoes men would wear - you know, those black and white ones?) Anyway, the detailing in it got me to thinking that these shoes should have some sort of trim around the edge of the opening and the heels. So again, I dove into my conscious and recovered memories of velvet on my childhood shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DrfA8cuQI/AAAAAAAAABI/-AMkmb_YDYs/s1600-h/topView.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DrfA8cuQI/AAAAAAAAABI/-AMkmb_YDYs/s320/topView.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436103668298201346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DrwxMnuqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GdSJHH4X_xw/s1600-h/threeQuartersBack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DrwxMnuqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GdSJHH4X_xw/s320/threeQuartersBack.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436103973308709538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I added a Bump Map and a Specular map to bring out the creases in the soft leather a little more:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DsEZD_BJI/AAAAAAAAABY/04ztCrhrK0w/s1600-h/withSpecAndBump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DsEZD_BJI/AAAAAAAAABY/04ztCrhrK0w/s320/withSpecAndBump.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436104310427419794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 295px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I also added a texture for the bottom for those brief shots where you catch glimpses of her sole...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DtEF46K-I/AAAAAAAAABo/xk515-YpnAs/s1600-h/sole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DtEF46K-I/AAAAAAAAABo/xk515-YpnAs/s320/sole.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436105404792318946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 289px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The textures were created in Photoshop using a combination of stock photographs, photo-manipulation, and Photoshop-drawing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The model was created in Maya. I used Digital Tutors to help understand facial geometry, and I used a Barbie doll to help understand body geometry, although her actual dress is inspired by "Lottie" of the "Living Dead Doll" series. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'll shut up about shoes for now, hope you enjoyed this banter and I hope the next time you're bored on a train and desperately seeking a spot to rest your eyes without accidentally staring into those of  a stranger - check out some shoes, they can tell you plenty about a person and where they've been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DshxxoLJI/AAAAAAAAABg/mK3o6GHWNQs/s1600-h/sole.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-2529074810717287577?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/2529074810717287577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/02/shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/2529074810717287577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/2529074810717287577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2010/02/shoes.html' title='SHOES!'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/S3DmeuvjWzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/a5Knzz5wU-8/s72-c/Shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121978826098916631.post-1374790294556706577</id><published>2009-12-27T00:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T23:24:46.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Entry</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My name is Caresse. I am currently a senior at SVA, in NYC, pursuing my BFA in Animation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, my time has been devoted to my thesis. In the meantime, I decided to work on this blog on the side. By April, I hope to have both a completed thesis and a solid digital database displaying my ability. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From here on in, I'll post one thematic entry regularly, citing both my work and its' inspirations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121978826098916631-1374790294556706577?l=caressesingh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/feeds/1374790294556706577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-entry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/1374790294556706577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121978826098916631/posts/default/1374790294556706577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caressesingh.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-entry.html' title='First Entry'/><author><name>Caresse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686509738834156095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nfv3y97Ny2I/Szb2kmEVdfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tDFseUMeL2c/S220/ME.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
