Moving on...

The art of animation is a real goddamn pain in the ass, I’ll tell you that for free. Not only do we have to have our finalised scripts finished for tomorrow (which I’ve now done), we’ve to have storyboards and animatics (which, to be fair, are just storyboards in flash). So yeah, I’m sitting in uni on my day off, pouring away at my sketchbook, trying to design a fat ninja, but I’m growling bored of the idea already. He doesn’t even need to be fat; just clumsy. And the little midget version I drew is much more hilarious to imagine waddling around the screen, failing miserably to fulfil any contract or job.

I’ve not even given my 3D production class a look in yet. I’ve 7 worksheets to finish for the end of semester, so that’s pretty much one a week, which is very doable. However, I’ve also got 3 models of my own to design, and a sketchbook to produce for that too. And I can’t draw or design characters for crap, so the very idea that I’ll get this all done is becoming less fact and more like some sort of crazy fantasy. Still, with the BBC pitches next week, I think I will be understood for allowing an element of panic into my words.

In happier news, those domestic issues have disappeared and my sister is settling into being home again. India sounded amazing – I can’t wait to read her journals and watch the videos she took on the camera. I had a bit of a snapshot this morning while Dad was moving them from the flash card to the laptop, and then to DVD storage, and it amazed me when I realised they looked exactly like those documentaries on the TV. The kids out there really haven’t seen anything like a camera before, and even though they have been given the most awful, dirt-ridden and poverty-stricken end of the stick ever offered to human souls, they can’t do anything but smile. In actuality, I envy them – they take so much pride in everything they do, regardless of how small the victory, they savour every moment of life, no matter how shit it gets. It’s inspirational, it really is. I think I might go next year, if I can.

Meeting at 3pm today, to see if I can’t get myself into Creative Sound Production next semester, and out of this damned art-oriented course. It’s great fun, don’t get me wrong, but I just can’t stand to spend another year drawing and modelling when I’ve no intention of ever doing it again when I leave university. And I spoke to my lecturer today, who advised me that the outcome of the meeting would probably see the guy I’m meeting asking Kenny if he thinks I’m good for the course. Hopefully, Kenny won’t say no. I may have to bribe him…

Best get on with this bloody storyboard then. Reached level 16 with my paladin last night, within 10 hours. Pretty proud of that.

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