Red cloth, yellow cloth, blue cloth On the drying line My eyes cannot see the blue As the other two Glare at my stare and, set my eyes ablaze Blue cloth, red cloth, yellow cloth I have always known you long and crumpled drying on the clothes line red stain on yellow brown stain on… Continue reading red cloth, blue cloth, yellow cloth
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LOAWNU : Adapting from a folklore
We were set up to the task of making a pre-production file of an already existing story. I choose a Chinese tale, LOAWNU. We had to start of with scripting and research, then we went to character design and description and ultimately the story boarding and the camera blocking. The following is my pre-production file… Continue reading LOAWNU : Adapting from a folklore
TIMES
It had been cloudy since noon today. The clock tower showed 1 o’clock but it only worked twice a day. Looking at it, he sighed. It didn’t work, just like everything he did. He was walking towards the place he walked to everyday, the same time as yesterday and the day before. He looked at… Continue reading TIMES
BLIND
A person rubs his eyes and looks up A galactic experience unfolds. The blues and purples of the galaxies merge and the stars keep twinkling in this mixture and then a whole lot of violet and pink merge in this, the person just stares amazed into this miracle unfolding in front of his eyes and… Continue reading BLIND
IT WAS A WHITE ROAD AND A WINDY DAY..
It was a white road and a very windy day… All of them went in a line on the road not caring if there were cracks or potholes on the road. Occasionally they would dodge big squishy things which landed over them, trying to kill them. If one of them got squished under it, the… Continue reading IT WAS A WHITE ROAD AND A WINDY DAY..
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