Oh my

Oh my GIDDY AUNT I've only gone and finished my bloody pre production bible! Thanks CHRIST for that.

Too many lists!

Time. To. Relllaaaax..
Big night out thursday everyone? I think we deserve it.


Here it is, unfortunatley the internet has made it crap quality

Viva Futurismo                                                                                            

AT-AT day afternoon

Cute little video I found. A cool use of VFX also.

AT-AT day afternoon from Patrick Boivin on Vimeo.

And if you were wondering how they did it (like myself) check out this short making of!

Making of AT-AT day afternoon from Patrick Boivin on Vimeo.

Back to Pre-production work.. deadline is looming now.. gulp

The streets - Computers and Blues.

Happiness is a byproduct of function, purpose, and conflict; those who seek happiness for itself seek victory without war - William Burroughs

Google Art

Wow, only just discovered this. Google Art. You can go round a bunch of the worlds greatest museums, and view very high resolution images of the artwork. Not too shabby.


PS. Deflated Nick Clegg. 
Took these screenshots at random from a house of commons debate. Says it all really doesn't it?

Coming soon...


Check this out:

MATATORO from Matatoro Team on Vimeo.
Produced by Supinfocom Arles - 2010

This is the kind of 3D animation I really like to see, where there moreso paying homage to the style of 2D animation, rather than the plasticity of 3D. (A little like this also)

Reminds me of this animation, which I saw recently at Animated Exeter as part of the 'Polish Classics' night. The animation begins after about 1:40, although i'm not sure whether it's the original music.

Your magnetic movements still capture the minutes i'm in...

This song was written by a 22 year old.:

"Ramona, come closer Shut softly your watery eyes.. The pangs of your sadness Will pass as your senses will rise. The flowers of the city Though breathlike, get deathlike at times. And there's no use in tryin' To deal with the dyin' Though I cannot explain that in lines.

Your cracked country lips, I still wish to kiss, As to be by the strength of your skin. Your magnetic movements Still capture the minutes I'm in. But it grieves my heart, love To see you tryin' to be a part of A world that just don't exist. It's all just a dream, babe A vacuum, a scheme, babe; That sucks you into feelin' like this.

I can see that your head - Has been twisted and fed - With worthless foam from the mouth. I can tell you are torn Between stayin' and returnin' Back to the South.
You've been fooled into thinking That the finishin' end is at hand.
Yet there's no one to beat you, No one to defeat you- 'Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad.

I've heard you say many times- That you're better 'n no one, And no one is better 'n you . If you really believe that, You know you have Nothing to win and nothing to lose. From fixtures and forces and friends Your sorrow does stem. That hype you and type you Making you feel That you gotta be just like them.

I'd forever talk to you
But soon my words
They would turn into a meaningless ring
For deep in my heart
I know there is no help I can bring
Everything passes
Everything changes
Just do what you think you should do
And someday, maybe
Who knows, baby
I'll come and be cryin' to you."