Animation, Art, and Other Shiny Things
In celebration of the rain’s return, a wonderful little short by Zheng Yawen.
I grew up here in Seattle and, like many of my fellow damp and mildewed citizens, I tend to get kind of squirrely if we go a couple weeks without even a drizzle. We are the “Rain City” after all.
Through yesterday Seattle had been adding to the record for the longest dry(ish) stretch in recorded weather history. Over 82 days we collected a mere 3/100ths of an inch (0.03″) of measurable rain. Until last night. Finally.
Welcome back, rain, I missed you!
Let’s start off the weekend right, shall we? (i said weekend, this is not safe for work at all. i mean it, nsfw. wait till you get home and actually start your weekend, ok? good)
Pink Floyd’s album The Wall, like The Who’s Tommy, pretty much defines what a ‘concept album’ is. In the film, animation director Gerald Scarfe gets a lot of time and uses it masterfully to reinforce the air of profane corruption.
Though disturbing in its amalgamations, it’s brilliant in its animation.
Hominid is an animated teaser based on the Hominid series of photo composites by Brian Andrews. The photographic series has been exhibited internationally, including at SIGGRAPH, in the Hong Kong Exhibition Center, and at numerous galleries and museums. via
h/t Miss Cellania
When the human race is gone what will we leave behind?
My apologies on the rarity of posts over the last couple weeks. Much like the butterfly here, my recent back sprain set off a furious chain of events, both external and viciously internal, that really tossed me for a loop. While some things will continue to play out, they are the small things, the big monsters are dead and I am here for another day.
The film was written and directed by Dan Sumich and is a homage to the classic action films from the 1970s through to the 1990s, with a soundtrack by the legendary heavy metal vocalist Steve Grimmett. An ordinary looking guy wakes up one morning feeling the worse for wear and realizes he’s run out of milk. As he drags himself out of the house to go and buy some, an extraordinary sequence of events draws him into a journey of mayhem on the streets of San Francisco.
I mentioned I’m a big fan of Bird Box Studio, right?
My apologies for the lack of posts the last few days but my back has had me riding the couch and the computer’s chair is even still kind of iffy. On the up-side, it did give me the opportunity to watch some truly bad cinema and plenty of it.
Another wonderful short from the folks over at Bird Box Studio.
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