Friday, April 30, 2010

packing and scents from my wardrobe

I am packing today again. I am moving house tomorrow and am going to Sing's place today. When I packed I took out some of my clothes from the bottom of my wardrobe. Clothes that I haven't worn after returning from Shillong over January. They still smell like the detergents that we use at home, because, obviously, they were washed on the day I left Shillong again.

It's true, smells open channels of memories like no other senses we have.

So, I am packing, and it almost feels like I am embarking on another journey again, to the unknown, or atleast to the known through the unknown.

Well, figuratively speaking I am. I am embarking on another phase of my life, leaving 205 Manchester Street on to 330 Bealey Avenue, sort of, the unknown. Hoping that the new house will bring about many other good times and good memories.

random random

isn't it funny how you try to stay positive for a long long time and how a bit of a wisp of negativity or small ounce of misfortune can break down that meticulously built castle?

Thursday, April 29, 2010

listening to blues

i don't get distressed or depressed or discouraged easily.

the blues isn't helping. what can i do now?

about Bass guitar and Hillsong Saviour King

I love bass guitar. What is a music band or a group without bass. And I am overjoyed I am the bassist for Majestic Youth now, as opposed to me playing electric guitars or even drums. I don't feel at home on the drums though I love playing it now and then. Same with singing.

I feel music the most when I am supporting the whole flow by playing the bass. And the whole concept of being the backbone of music and being the sound thats confident and not overbearing is cool.

By the way I am watching Hillsong Live Saviour King and I think that this video was probably one of the worst made. I think the whole album was very beautiful, especially songs like Hosanna, To Know Your Name, Saviour King, You Are My Strength, God Of Ages and more, and somehow the video just doesn't live up to the standards that the music set.

Heaps of slow motion-ed videos, very rare coverage of musicians except for the leading electric guitarists and drums. How more obvious can your coverage be?

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Michael Collins and Diaries

It just makes my day when people love Sirion Diaries.

And I realise I seem to show off a lot on facebook, especially when it comes to Sirion Diaries.

But so what?? hhohohohhohohoh

I feel born for this. It's of major importance to me.

Monday, April 26, 2010

link to a day in bed

link to a beautiful video titled: a day in bed.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

About the Olive Oil Branding

remember this one? link

Phillip Sunderland from Q Branding Agency thinks its a great design, a change when every Olive Oil branding is trying to be slick. And he quickly recognised the Colin McCahon influence.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Quotes from Jon Stewart

Normally, if there is a Black or a woman President (of USA), an asteroid is about to hit the city. (Jon Stewart)

War is God's way of teaching Americans geography. (quoted by Rick Shankman originally by Ambrose Bierce)

The Painted Room

Yesterday as I was walking back to town from Brazier's House Rental company I stopped at a store called The Painted Room on Colombo Street (click on the name to see photo). From the pathway, what got my attention was the vintage table sitting out on the sun with the design of the Union Jack on it.

What I gathered from my brief wander into the store told me that this is a vintage store, but its not that typical vintage Victorian Era sort of store, but rather a mix of British Swinging Sixties vintage mixed with oriental vintage (with all the Japanese umbrellas and prints embellished with a bit of Pop art).

What I saw: Vintage ash trays, tables and chairs, coats, blouses, radio.

Friday, April 23, 2010


God please make it work...

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

about Russia

After the Cold War, the Kalashnikov has become Russia's top exports followed by vodka and caviar.

Listening to Hillsong at the studio and musing about life

Here we are the Jordi Duff studio at Majestic AKA eighty02music world studio AKA Danny Robertson's music studio AKA Majestic sound studio. Crap thats a long intro.

Listening to Hillsong after what seems like a very very long time overdose of Hip Hop music that Danny needs to play to mix his tracks.

I think Hillsong (United especially) are the dopest group of Christian musicians ever, probably on the same level in my appreciation as Petra. They have done so much for the Christian music as never been witnessed before. Pushed Worship music as a completely hip new genre of music that features proudly even on iTunes.

Despite all the bullshit that they get from the more conventional Christians and even fellow church mates I think worship music has come a long long way because of the way that God has used them.

Anyway, back on the note that I began this post.. Yesterday Danny and I realised we are on the same page. Both freelancers. Earning a few dollars more to help pay the bills with art classes and all that as part timers. But thankfully I sealed another deal to design another website that will keep my pockets less empty for just a bit. Thank God.

Freelancers. Tough life. Sometimes when you think hard enough, it is scary. But hey, what is life without a bit of risk? I have secured another year of Work Permit in the beautiful land of NZ and I will make do with what resources and contacts and I got to get me through until I am ready and until I am secure with a job.

SECURE. Maybe that is a luxury that will hardly come my way. Maybe it is not even a luxury. Maybe it does not even exist. I have talked to many people, who I thought would be 'secure' in terms of money, family and career. None of them seem to be convincingly secure.

Many talk about being unsure about where they would be in a few months time. Many didn't feel sure about the job they were working on. Many didn't like their work mates and lived everyday under the constant insecurity of being around them. Many aren't sure about where money is going to come from.

So. The world is insecure enough. Why add another feather to the camel's back that is already overburdened?

Haha I sound like I am trying to convince myself its ok to be insecure.... Maybe that's what I am doing.

Anyway, the song we were playing at the studio: There Is Nothing Like from United - Look To You.

And on the final note: I am secure only on one thing. I know that the God who watches over me does not sleep or slumber. He is not going to doze off today and sleep off, while I die away in shame; to wake up with a start tomorrow and say: Shivers, Ning is dead! I failed him!

And think about it, unless that happens, there is absolutely no reason for life to get unbearable bad.

a saying

I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake - you know?
Ernest Hemingway


play with your guitar not your gun.

says Michael Guy Chislett

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

cannot wait.

I cannot wait to travel to Mussoorie. To many other places. Mussoorie is not the point. I want to pack my bags and go and see India again.

I started researching for hotel names for a Sirion Diaries short story piece I am writing. And ended up seeing all these names from Shillong hotels and Mussoorie hotels, which led me to read advises from travellers about what to do in these places. About food service and the view from Hotel Orchid Resort in Umiam. About Connaught Place in Delhi and how its been refashioned after The Royal Crescent in England (whatever that place is). And more hotels in Mussoorie with photos of people sprawling on the balcony overlooking a river with Sprite and Limca by their side.

Crap man.
I think I have a better paraphrase of Gandhi's quotation that 'you are part of the solution or the problem'.

My version:
You are a problem but you can be a solution if you try.

a dream

I have dreamt about death a few times. Maybe I don't know what I am talking about. Maybe I am making it a very light topic, a topic which should never be taken lightly.

But last night, I was a soldier stuck in a building. And there were shells going off everywhere. The windows rattled. The room I was in was all broken up. And in the process of running and sheltering I knew I was shot.

I stumbled into a room. It was grey with dust. And everything shook as the building rumbled under the assault of more army men and more enemies.

I let myself fall down on the floor. I was shot. And I knew I'd die there. On that spot where I lied. And I slowly anticipated it coming. Listening to people overtake the building.

The building was immaterial now. I lied there and imagined crossing the gate of life and death. Today I would be there. Standing on the other end. And perhaps it would be an evening there. It might be night and I might be standing under the lamp post near the gate. Would I remember that I lied on the ground alive just a few seconds ago?

I was glad. All troubles of life and routine all gone. And I'd fall into the embrace of the new.

And I lied there, waiting..........

Brighter Days

I feel like the song 'Brighter Day' by Leeland. This is one of my favourite songs. It reminds me that despite now there is a better day to look forward to.

Time keeps moving on
Through the sunshine and the storm
And my dreams are set in stone
And someday I’ll be who I want to be
For now I’ll wait
For the sun to shine again
And for now I’ll wait
For the rain to pass away

And I’m looking for the brighter days
When all my hurts seem to fade away
I’m looking for the brighter days to come my way

Faces come and faces go
But none seem to look my way
And walls have stood and walls have fallen
But my heart seems to wait
For now I’ll sit at the end of the road
And for now I’ll wait
At the end of the pathway

I’ll see the sun one day shine upon me
I’ll see the sun one day
And watch the nighttime turn to morning
But for now it all comes back around

I tried to work, but the computer kept shutting down on me so that I had only basic work done and not as much as I imagined I could have done.

But don't get me wrong. A shutting computer isn't the reason I feel like this tonight.

The gate to Murti Colony is shut. I can't seem to catch the train there. Maybe another day, the rain will fall again to lighten the mountains and lighten the heavy thoughts in my head.

Also today I went through much of my writings I did when I was a few years younger than now. I don't write like I used to anymore. Somehow the honesty that I used to write with is gone. Now I put up fake front that I know other people will be more prone to accept.

Maybe another day the rains will fall on me again. Maybe the sun will shine on me again.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

watch me

Watch me as I levitate ha ha ha ha haa...


I had a prayer and talk with Russell today.

Many things on my mind

Too much in my mind. GOt to watch some movies to get my head off things. When did I get so base. That I watch movies to de-distress.

There's a bottle of India Ink nearby. There's a water heater that I am going to make tea on in a short while from now. I have all night off tonight. After a mad three days of work load. Even my sleep was stifled with stress and reminders.

I know I still have some secondarily important work to finish. But frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.

1. Watch Kill Bill
2. Watch Sleepy Hollow
3. Watch Edward Scissorhands
4. Watch youtube (no no)
5. Stumbleupon
5. Go to Tumblr

Have a good night, if you are reading this. And while I am at it, thanks for reading my blog.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Here goes...........................

Tomorrow is an important day for me. I am meeting a guy who is a good contact to keep as a designer. But not only that, he runs the design company that I ABSOLUTELY DREAM of working at, as long as I am in Christchurch.

It is purely by grace that I am here, getting this chance to even meet him.

Please, pray for me. Pray for a good impression to be left behind when he meets me. I have no idea how to go about it. Maybe I shouldn't even stress about it. But I want to make it as spotless as possible.

It is not a job interview. It is not an intense meeting. It is not a business meeting. He said, 'come in for a talk' in the email he sent me.

Well. How this came to be is through Craig, who said he knows this guy and can fix a meeting with him. I said YEAH. THAT'LL BE GREAT.

And then I emailed him.... and he said come in and we'll talk.

SO. Here goes. Here goes..........................................................................................................................

Monday, April 12, 2010


I read an interview of Quentin Tarantino on the magazine Rip It Up. He is one crazy film maker. Iconic for this time.

hmmm... ok scrap this blog post. I will update more later, I got quotes from the interview that I like a lot.


Hey here are some of the music from Harry Potter that I absolutely love.

A Window to the Past, is a sad-ish and still comforting sad music. My new found favourite. From Prisoner of Azkaban
Hogwart's Hymn, its the most moving orchestra piece ever. From Goblet of Fire.
Black Lake, very spooky, helps me when I am trying to imagine dark underwater scenes. From Goblet of Fire.
Fawkes the Pheonix, just reminds you of Hogwarts. From Chamber of Secrets.
Harry in Winter, winter scenes, cold and comforting.
Opening, my favourite starting tune from Half Blood Prince
Wizard Wheezes, jazz!
Farewell Aragog, another favourite from Half Blood Prince, where Professor Slughorn says a speech of farewell to dead Aragog.
When Ginny kissed Harry, this one is a bit different, I think they used harp or guitar. It does sound like a good memory.
The Friends, from Order of the Phoenix, this is warm and melancholic too, but beautiful.

I don't listen to them everyday, because it will become too common place if I do. I listen sparingly.

Jordi Duff Working hours

Today is my first day of official work for Jordi Duff Clothing. Danny and I are working from Monday to Thursday from 1pm to 5pm (except on Thursday, when we have our weekly meeting that can go on to 10pm).

What this timing setting will help in is it will make more work done in that specified time. We are not allowed to do anything during that time. I mean, I am my own boss. But its a matter of accountability. We will normally use Danny's studio at Majestic. And any printing job, contacting printers, looking for clothing material, anything just related to Jordi Duff will happen in that time.

So here goes.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

From The Inheritance of Loss by Kiran Desai

Here are a few excerpts from the book that I am reading presently. The Inheritance Of Loss. Read a bit yourself and see how good Kiran Desai the writer is:

He knew what his father thought: that immigration, so often presented as a heroic act, could just as easily be the opposite; that it was cowardice that led many people to America; fear marked the journey, not bravery; a cockroachy desire to scuttle to where you never saw poverty, not really, never had to suffer a tug to your conscience; where you never heard the demands of servants, beggars, bankrupt relatives and where your generosity would never be openly claimed; where by merely looking after your own wife-child-dog-yard you could feel virtuous. Experience the relief of being an unknown transplant to the locals and hide the perspective granted by the journey. (page 299)

Ashes have no weight, they tell no secrets, they rise to lightly for guilt; too lightly for gravity, they float upward and, thankfully, disappear. (page 308)

Biju stepped out of the airport into the Calcutta night, warm, mammalian. His feet sank into dust winnowed to softness at his feet, and he felt an unbearable feeling, sad and tender, old and sweet like the memory of falling asleep, a baby on his mother's lap. Thousands of people were out though it was almost eleven. He saw a pair of elegant bearded goats in a rickshaw, riding to slaughter. A conference of old men with elegant goat faces, smoking bidis. A mosque and minarets lit magic green in the night with a group of women rushing by in burkas, bangles clinking under the black and a big psychedelic mess of colour from a sweet shop. Rotis flew though the air as in a juggling act, polka dotting the sky high over a restaurant that bore the slogan "Good food makes good mood." Biju stood there in that dusty tepid soft sari night. Sweet drabness of home- he felt everything shifting and clicking into place around him, felt himself slowly shrink back to size, the enormous anxiety of being a foreigner ebbing- that unbearable arrogance and shame of the immigrant. Nobody paid attention to him here, and if they said anything at all, their words were easy, unconcerned. He looked about and for the first time in God knows how long, his vision unblurred and he found tha he could see clearly. (page 300)

But then, just as Lola was going to make another remark about Darjeeling's demise, suddenly the clouds broke and Kanchenjunga came looming- it was astonishing; it was right there; close enough to lick: 28,168 feet high. In the distance, you could see Mt. Everest a coy triangle.
A tourist began generously to scream as if she had caught sight of a pop star. (page 197)

an related to anything update post

Listening to Plastic Beach, Gorillaz. I like them so much. Gorillaz.

Last night I was watching Pulp Fiction and Kill Bill, a Quentin Tarantino fest. I see a long and inspired film review building up for this blog. Will see that happening soon I hope.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Jordi Duff Hangout

A random video of Jordi Duff crew doing what we do.

a little bit of view of my work/ yes! it's called work though i dont slave my ass for other people like other normal young professionals do!

Lovelight Production Studio, where I interned for a week and still do freelancing now. Waiting for my coffee, kindly being offered to be brewed By Craig at the kitchen.

Went today to clear up some job I have been doing. Getting soooo muddled up with making file copies and organizing them in folders and everything. So stressful.

And that will be the Managing Director of Lovelight, Craig Forster, bass guitar mate at church and fellow member of the Most Auspiscious film making team for the 48 Hour Film Competition. Haha

When I saw him first he reminded me of Peregrin Took because he had curly and long-ish hair at that time.

I know you all must be so jealous. I have a coolest job. If only I can hold on freelancing all life. SIGH!

But soon I will need a job. Or would I?? I am managing pretty well for now, for starters...............

And then the part of me that's sometimes sensible whispers to me (like the sly slithering voice of Wormwood would to King Theoden): No, Ning. You need a job.

about From Paris With Love

Just watched From Paris With Love.

By the way, the name has absolutely nothing to do with the movie. It is a quick paced action movie. Pretty non-stop. And John Travolta is hilarious. Great role. Just damn funny. With all the lines.

There is this scene where there is banging on the door and the main hero (Jonathan Rhys) goes to check who it is. Travolta tells the guy, shoot them. And Rhys, I wouldn't shoot them. He opens the door and in barged two guys and start hitting Rhys down like crazy. Travolta watches and does nothing for a while. About a full two minutes on he shoots the two intruders. When Rhys gets up he says, when I say shoot the ******s you shoot the ******s.

You know, that sort of sarcastic, know it all guy. Who is fun to watch because he is a good actor.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Conclusion about Twilight

But you know what?

After all the bitching that Twilight receives; it being made a scape goat for people's insulting hormones, it being made a scape goat for many nasty conversations; after all these, it has at the end of the day certainly made people talk. Talk about it. Ok maybe not in an enviable manner of conversation. But it makes people talk.

That's why a gullible person like me ended up watching. There are 80% people out there who are as gullible as me (or even more). Speaking from business perspective, this works, heck yes. If 80% of the people out of the 80% gullible folks end up watching it, who's the loser? Definitely not the people producing this one.

Well, honestly, do you think the directors would give a damn if people talked the worst about their movies, as long as they know that their tickets are selling out like crazy all around the world? And that they are signing deals with big music bands for the film sound tracks? And that they are bringing new actors like Kirsten Stewart, Dakota Fanning and that Jacob fellow to the arena?

They've got it going. And I bet that Twilight would be one of the movies that I have mentioned in this blog many times over and over again. Talk about unintentionally promoting.

The truth is: I can talk all I want here. It doesn't hurt even a single strand of their facial hair.

Twilight New Moon

So, curiosity got the better of me and I downloaded New Moon and watched it tonight. Before I go into it here is a figure from the Wikipedia page on New Moon:

Golden Raspberry Awards

2010: Golden Raspberry Award for Worst Screenplay - Melissa Rosenberg (nominated)
Golden Raspberry Award for Worst Prequel, Remake, Rip-off or Sequel (nominated)
Golden Raspberry Award for Worst Supporting Actor - Robert Pattinson (nominated)
Golden Raspberry Award for Worst Screen Couple - Kristen Stewart and either Robert Pattinson or Taylor Lautner (nominated)

Hhahaha, some people are just not nice.

Anyway, after expecting complete crap, it turns out to be an ok drama movie. All through out the movie all I was thinking was:

So what if Twilight sucks, what if Edward Cullen is gay, so what if it's all too emo?.............. Kirsten Stewart is hot!

Kirsten puts up a ok performance, nothing bewildering and ground breaking. Just the part she is expected to play. And I feel she does more than justice to the crap original book. I think she gives more life to the story than what the story fails to. I like her air of sarcasm and poker-face-ism. You, however, sort of start to feel its a bit over done, like the director Chris Weitz is trying to prove his point that 'this sort of attitude is the in-thing among teenagers these days' over and over again, wagging his index finger at your face. But that's one positive point I can pull out.

The action scenes are better than part one Twilight. The movement of the wolves especially are quite convincing, when the two wolves are locked in a tumble through the forest.

Also! The camera effects and the exploring of time lapse in a single shot, I found pretty impressive. The scene where Bella sits in her room and the camera revolves around her, the seasons change in a time lapse in single shot (from October to November to December) and out of the window facing her you see the weather change with every revolution around her; that I enjoyed.

Music works too. Reminds you of Death Cab for Cutie, though I have never ever heard that band. Just reminds me of that name. And Paramore. Of course.

Now the negatives. I shall not mention too much because I know it might take all night to point them out.

But the most glaring negativity must be Robert Pattinson's acting. There is no word to describe it. Ok, its as bad as me, Ning, trying to act. That bad. Every word is forced. As though he was in pain to act. I have had a bit of [trying to do] acting in my previous college in our many Video projects, and I know the feeling when you are telling yourself to think and relate to the script. And you scrunch up your face. And try and recall a memory that comes closest to the one you are supposed to enact. I know that feeling. And I can see that in Robert Pattinson's face all throughout the movie.

In fact this movie is such a relief because 70% of it does not contain Edward Cullen. I sincerely hoped he was done for in the story that he would go away forever, and Jake would take his place. But oh dear, no.

Jacob was ok. Acting same level with Nickelodeon TV series acting. He'd feel at home acting in Hannah Montana. He's got that face too.

The story. Well it was more of a remake of part one. Just a lot slower. Same problem. Bella finding a guy who she finds out is dangerous to her and might cost her her life itself. And self-sacrificing guys, unable to control themselves. And a pack of more rowdier friends who this guy is trying to keep Bella from.

Well. This could keep going on forever. But let me end from here.

It's like my uncle's joke. The best way to eat dry croaky bamboo shoot and meat curry is to take away all the dry croaky bamboo shoot and just eat the meat in it.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

By the way

Check out this girl. I follow her blog (so does some LOT of people). She is crazyyyy.

Just thought I'd mention it.

Anyway, this blog began in my head when I read something that someone wrote somewhere on the Internet. Perfect Emo ok.

Anyway. hahaha. this guy/girl cracks me up. He takes himself/herself too seriously.

Monday, April 5, 2010

The Bitching

Allow me to bitch for a bit. I have been a good person, so far, on this blog. I have done all positive writing, and they aren't forced too, which means I wasn't writing all positive stuff just because I feel its better than negative. I am against that idea. Positive thoughts or negative thoughts, honestly spoken/thought is better than being fake. Well, who would disagree. I mean, this is a personal blog anyway.

So, allow me to bitch a bit.

I feel strangely irritated tonight by some people's behaviour. This is a culmination of many thoughts and many other minor irritation in the past. It is not something new under the sun. People annoy people. And that is normal. And perhaps this irritation will vanish when tomorrow comes.

Man, why am I talking like Shakespearean English?

Must be the musical production I was part of. Though I was the set design team, the Chi of the drama-English must have permeated through to me.

Moreover, I have also been watching a lot of historical, fantastical stories on my laptop:
* Merlin, TV series of young Merlin in the courts of Camelot under the apprentice of Prince Arthur,
* Dungeons & Dragons, which lingers between 'sucks' ratings and 'bearable' ratings,
* Mists of Avalon, the story of King Arthur told from the women's perspective, of Guinevere, Morgan LeFaye and Lady of the Lake. Not too bad. Highly dragging. And we will leave it at that.
* And of course the perennial Harry Potter (been catching some of the makings and so on).

Now, this irritation is very trivial. It is not any harm that the people has done to me. They are just doing what they ought to do. Maybe a bit too much. Maybe its something wrong with me.

I just needed to get that out of my shoulders. Sorry, this blog isn't going to help anyone and I didn't mean for it to.

Just go read Oprah magazine if you're looking for self help stuff. That woman............ ah... never mind....

Sunday, April 4, 2010

randoms from Prisoner Of Azkaban

Ian McKellen turned down the role of Dumbledore. Having appeared as Gandalf in The Lord of the Rings, he said, "I had enough trouble living up to one legend. Two would be too much to hope for."

In order to acquaint himself with his three lead actors, director Alfonso CuarĂ³n had each of them write an essay about their characters, from a first-person point of view. Emma Watson, in true Hermione fashion, went a little overboard and wrote a 16-page essay. Daniel Radcliffe wrote a simple one-page summary, and Rupert Grint never even turned his in.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

about White Stripes and Sirion Diaries Animation

Good night, tonight. Singsing barged into my room when I was working on Sirion Diaries animated. Apparently he had shouted outside my house for a while after his work got over and even threw pebbles at my window but I didn't know. But he barged in anyway.

He brought over roasted pork. We ate it with Coke. Soo good. haha

And then we watched White Stripes - Under Great White Northern Lights. They are good. I love White Stripes because they do crazy but simple things. They don't spend millions to catch attention (as people in the age of Avatar do, spending billions just so people will turn their heads). The White Stripes do simple things. Play music that is outrageous and break rules. Shift beats and tempo whenever they want to.

Just a crazy loud and jarring electric guitar and drums. Thats all the band is made up of. Jack White and his sister. Minimalistic approach, as I have also mentioned in my previous blog about/inspired by It Might Get Loud.

They inspire me so much. About how much can be acheived with just someone you know you can do stuff with. Or just what you can do if you believe in your ideas and do it by finding any way to do it somehow.

1. Finding a right creative partner to do art and stuff is very important. Could be your spouse, brother, sister, cousin. I think someone who talks on the same wavelength, walk on the same light and who is moved by a similar thing that moves you is so important to doing something. Otherwise I find it might be better to do it on your own. (I might be wrong. But so far that's what I understand)
2. Doing the thing is more important than coming up with the idea. It's as simple as looking around you and finding out what you can do with whats around you. I have learnt in my little process of animation for Sirion Diaries the last few days, when on my first night I experimented animating I tried Flash (didn't work), I tried After Effects (I had no idea what to do after I opened it), I tried Corel Painter X (my computer shut down abrubtly because it wasn't strong enough to support a running Corel Painter X, and it shut down about 5 times. Five times of trying to paint, shutting down and restarting with system check [each time!] can really get on your nerve!) and finally I came back to Adobe Photoshop. I even prayed, I am not giving up. There's got to be a way around this. Animation isn't beyond me!
I started doing the age old method of drawing each frame and playing the frames 10 per second on photoshop. It worked. Simple, yes. But I was ecstatic.
I just realised I didn't just think about doing animation. It was a wonderful idea for promotion of Sirion Diaries. But I even did it. Found my own solution to publishing it.
3. Just do it, seems to be the theme, as cheesy as it sounds.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Sirion Diaries Wall paper

Download free wallpaper for your phone. Sirion Diaries. Unless you have a phone like mine which is Nokia 1100 you should have no problem playing this back and looking cool on your phone.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

about upgrading my art.

Got to up my game. Going into 2D animation now. There's companies like WETA and Disney to impress if I ever want to work there in the near future.

But my animation for now is for Sirion Diaries promo.


Gorillaz is a band that doesn't exist but exists. Sirion is a world that doesn't exist... but it exists in some way. Atleast ideally I want to make it like that. I will borrow voices and characters and even stories from other people and with their permission make it their story based in Sirion.

For example, for this promotional video animation clip I have contacted a close friend so I can use her voice to do voice overs, in the name of a character from Sirion School. She is currently thinking of an alias. Her name in real life will never ever be revealed but she will only be heard as [whatever name she picks].

It's about time. I have been too settled in black and white illustrations and feel maybe I should also explore other things. Oh yeah, I have improved in all the years I have done B+W, but there's also 2D animation calling me.

In the future I want to make theme music scores too. Like in Harry Potter they have music that defines them. I want it to sound moody but not sad, but happy-ish moody. Maybe Danny (who co-owns Jordi Duff Clothing and who just also turned full time music producer last week) can help me make some music. But he is more electronic and hip hop beats. He did say he can make all music and I trust him. But I got to honour him with royalties and all that. So, I don't know.

I want the music for Sirion Diaries to sound like its coming out of a gramaphone. But not sound too old either.

There is so much in store for Sirion Diaries. No doubt it will go off the ceiling when it gets released. Sirion Diaries will be a full on multi media experience. Incorporatinh everything I know and can do:
1. Comics
2. Writing, prose, essay, poetry
3. 2D animation
4. Fictional magazine called Gathering Moss
5. Music scores/Original sound tracks

It is not business freebies. It is passion. Not like a free CD that comes with a comic book. Or a short animation meant to be a crowd puller to have them buy the comics. Nothing like that. Every medium will speak for itself and if left on its own, can stand by itself.