Wednesday, 13 December 2017

Minor/Major: Narrative and Composing

Before sending off for my voice overs, It was suggested to me to look into narratives with voice overs, sound and compositions so I understood what I wanted within my animation and that I knew what to ask for when it comes to collaborating with voice actors and composers.




Monday, 11 December 2017

Minor/Major: Voice Overs - Re-writes

Following the interim crit, one of the things on my list next was to send off for my voice overs. I sent them to Phil to be edited and to make sure that they flowed nicely, below are the final versions of the scripts for my voice overs and a final step for these will ultimately be to make them into a professional script with camera angles.

The Three Trees

At the bottom of the garden of my mother’s childhood home stood three tall trees, strong and sturdy against the wind and the darkest green against the bright green grass.   Hanging from the branch of one of the three trees was an old tyre on a length of old rope, and above it, some wooden planks nailed haphazardly.

When I played in the garden, I didn’t see the old tyre or the haphazard planks.  I imagined for myself instead a mighty treehouse of windows of every shape and size; of doors and secret hatches, of balconies, of webs of ropes and the criss-cross of ladders; of wooden bridges connecting one tree to the next, the ideal place for hide and seek and pretend adventures in secret kingdoms. 

The idea of this treehouse I shared with 4 other children, and all of us bickering about what should be on it, in it, and what it would look like if our imaginations alone were enough to build it.

The old tyre and the haphazard planks are long gone now, but the three tall trees remain, as strong against the wind and still the darkest green – but if I close my eyes, our treehouse that never was re-builds itself plank-by-plank, window-by-window, and door-by-door - and then, with a shout, I’m all the way up there and climbing again.


New York Snow

The state of New York in winter almost always saw mountains of snow. My grandfather would spend hours ploughing the snow up one bank in the driveway until it was as tall as he was. This mountain of snow was steep, making it fun to climb before sledding back down to the ground.  My sister and I would dig holes into the base of the mountain and crawl inside. We made it feel like the Wampa's cave from Star Wars. 

We would grab the gigantic icicles hanging from the guttering of the house and decorate the mountain with them. The top of the mountain bristled with the icicles we collected like it was covered in spikes. We went on to pretend the world had ended and we were living out our time in the snow cave.  Sometimes we’d fight each other using the icicles as swords.

I must have been 8 years old when my sister and I last played in the snow like that.  My sister was 4 years older than me.  She was a teenager by then and didn't want to hang around with me.  After that it was just me and the wampa.


The Fortress (Unfinished)

In reality it was just a larger than ordinary climbing frame with a trampoline to one side of it, but that’s not how we saw it. We knew it as The Fortress.  It stood tall and impressive at the end of the garden, its turrets higher than we could see – and you couldn’t just walk through its front gate, you had to bounce through it!

Tuesday, 5 December 2017

Minor/Major: The Three Trees - UV Texture

After discussing with Alan and taking his advice, Ive started my texturing while creating my model, slowly going along side by side with each other. This way it will enable me to duplicate specific parts (i.e. roof tiles, planks of wood) without having to create a thousand and one textures.



Monday, 4 December 2017

Minor/Major: Texture Influence

I took a Canon DSLR camera and looked at different kinds natural and manmade objects for textures in relation to my project, I looked at wood, bark, stone and metal. I won't be using these images as textures as the realism from the images won't give a childlike affect on the worlds I'm creating. These images are solely for reference for when drawing my textures for the flow and shape of the different textures.





Thursday, 30 November 2017

Minor/Major: The Fortress - Revisited Thumbnails

Following the interim crit, one major point in my opinion that was given in the feedback was refining The Fortress thumbnails. Here I've gone over and also redrawn the finalised thumbnail to make it feel like the other little worlds, when it comes to modelling hopefully I will be able to achieve making the model look lopsided and wonky, something that the drawing doesn't achieve entirely. When it comes to the orthographs for this model I believe I will create them for different blocks and then the image as a whole, in a sense creating a 'castle building kit'.


Wednesday, 29 November 2017

Minor/Major: Branding - ABC of the Havens Font

I do need to go over this again in order to have a warmer colour on each letter, but here I have created all the letters for any future use within the animation itself so that I can create and experiment with different things when it comes to the textual side of the project.

Version One

Version Two

Minor/Major: New York Snow - Concept

Ive created my concept as shown due to the nature of the models, I plan on displaying these little worlds on plinths. floating in their own unviverse.



Tuesday, 28 November 2017

FEEDBACK PLEASE - Minor/Major: Concept Trees


Brown or Green?

Minor/Major: The Three Trees - Concept




Minor/Major: Branding

Following a talk with Alan, I decided to choose a font to go over and create my own version of it in order to create an original title for my project, below I have gone with a similar design to my trees in parts of my project as it relates to me more and I have also varied the colours of the leaves to see what season and colours would look better and ultimately suit the project and myself better.



Wednesday, 8 November 2017

Minor/Major: Design for Interim Crit/Art Of

For the most part of today I've been working on my Interim Crit/Art Of for my Minor/Major project, In terms of its design I've decided to go for a simple look with added designs such as titles (yet to add) and logos in relation to the project itself.





Tuesday, 7 November 2017

Minor/Major: Concept Thumbnails

The Fortress - Story from Kyle Mullings

New York Snow - Story from Deanna Crisbatcher

The Three Trees - Story from Danni Foley

Monday, 16 October 2017

Minor/Major: Post Production Technique

A comment from Phil got me into looking into camera and post production techniques for the project, so that I can start producing visual assets for the project to be able to test the lighting and angles that I feel will give it the right effect and help make this project a success . Below are a few videos showing both Isometric and Tilt Shift.





Minor/Major: The Three Trees - Thumbnails


Friday, 6 October 2017

Minor/Major: Typography - Havens

After talking to Alan about font types yesterday for my 'Havens' project, It was suggested that I take a font that is already there and 'add' to it in a sense so that it flows nicely along with my ideas and stories. Below I have chosen some font I would like to use and develop and adapt to this image of ideas that I have in mind for the branding of my project.


Thursday, 5 October 2017

Minor/Major: Re-writes

Danielle - "Corners"

"As a young child I spent most of the summer in my families card shop, I spent most of my time at the back of the shop behind the counter in my own little den, abundant with note pads, coloured pencils and small blue tack animals.

The secluded part behind the counter was in the shape of an L, with incredibly high corner shelves and a small counter top covered with clutter. There were vibrant purple and blue veils separating the den from the rest of the shop, blue carpets fraying at its edges. The shop was made of blue and gold colours and so was the den, clear storage boxes filled birthday, sympathy and good luck cards. Stationary set everywhere. The shop also sold ornamental dragons and fairies, ones which were borrowed by myself to play with, dragons flying around the shelves or two epic dragons fighting over the magnificent card designs. This place made me feel safe and secluded, I had this feeling of being sneaky because none of the customers could see me, yet I had the element of surprise as I could see them.

It got to the point where I reached the age of 12, I started to help more in the shop and get myself more involved, I soon started to stop thinking about the den as a play area. But to this day I still sit in the back with my laptop or something and catch a glimpse of a dusty dragon or pirate figure that fell back behind the shelves all those years ago. When I think back to these memories, I feel nostalgia and cosy as I used to bundle myself in coats or anything I had with me as the shop often got cold"


Eleanor L - "The Tunnel"

"At a young age, about 7 or 8, I used to see this area in the school playground as a 'secret' place. An area which was unkempt and overgrown, the trees and foliage creating a tunnel, but in the centre was an opening. I remember in the spring it had an odd smell of garlic and that went on into the summer. The small area of dirt was full of pottery and each day we went down and pretended to be archaeologists, digging up as much as we could and making up scenarios for each piece we found. I left school each day with heavy pockets, each one filled with a mixture of dirt and pottery. People were welcome to our secret place, but not many seemed bothered to investigate into this area of ours. As I grew, we stopped playing here and we all soon went our separate ways, other schools and paths. I imagine that this place has stayed the same, with tonnes of pottery still left in the dirt. Thinking about it I remember the happy times I once had there."

Manisha - "Light in the Dark"

“At the end of the Woman’s Refuge garden, stood a large play house made of fantastic colours. It was brimmed with toys upon toys, keeping all those who visited this shed occupied. The place gave you happiness and put you at ease and made you feel safe and secure, while surrounded by all these toys, who wouldn’t feel this while playing with teddies, dolls, cars and instruments while in a world of your own? It made those problems in my reality disappear.

There was always this rule of no eating in the room, and when it came to our parents, they happily left us all alone to play. After leaving the refuge, I returned 5 years later after more problems arose, I was reunited with the large play house, soon shocked to find it in its abandoned state, rot setting in and unused by all the children. The urge to look inside grew, only being 11 and the rule of not being able to use the large playhouse left me with a feeling of disappointment. The only option for me was to forget about it and move on from the idea of returning into that little world of happiness. Thinking back, sadness comes to mind at how derelict it was and how it was no longer cared for, sad teddies shoved up against once clean windows, mould growing and weather damage unfortunately took over, changing this place house from what it once was – a place of happiness for those young children.”


Eleanor S - "Jack"

“His name was Jack, my imaginary friend, he was there with me whilst living in Guernsey. He went between living in the house and living in an imaginary world of his own. I could always go there to play with Jack, we played tag the most. The world Jack belonged to had a never ending grass path with trees standing either side like soldiers in line, a wire fence on the left with masses of bushes and brambles growing behind it and to the right was nothing, except for the light from the sun. Trees creating a canopy over this never ending grassy path, Jack and I chased eachother, running back and forth playing tag. Whenever I was scolded as a child, Jack would wait in his own world, where I would later return.

This place always felt safe to me, happiness and warmth captured you as you entered this place. It was always in sun light and always green like a summers day. It was idyllic. My last memory of it wasn’t a fond one, I ran from Jack, not for a game of tag but for the fact that he was mean towards me. After we moved away from Guernsey, I never spoke of Jack again, 2 years ago my mother asked if I recalled Jack and surprised myself in having the ability to still being able to describe him. No one ever knew of Jacks world, When I think about it now, I wouldn’t want to return there as to me, Jack and the trees it was really ever only an escape from the reality of my parents divorce. But I’ll always remember the happiness I found there.”


Pip Harris - "Bed Sheets"


"My best friend’s house, there were bed sheets and duvets were hung between the bed and curtain rail, curtains draped from the windows to the bookshelves to create a second fort above the large bed. Spare sheets grabbed from the airing cupboard and draped down from one sheet to the floor to create an entrance to our great fort.

Each bed sheets had a unique design from cartoons to movies. Underneath the sheets and inside the fort we would arrange mountains of toys. Signs made to tell others to stay out on doors and in the hall, stolen toys from the brother’s rooms. Each having our own collections of fossils, crystals and shells, both tipped together and organised along the rooms windowsill which was encased inside the fort we made and then the collection divided between the two of us to each equally have the same.

It was a snug space, everything made to fit nicely in this small space. Pens, stickers and paper in amongst the many things for us to play with and create things. The lighting inside the fort was beautiful, with all the different coloured bedsheets and the light shining through the window, it created colourful light throughout the fort. Small stained-glass ornaments hanging against the window pane, creating different patches of multicoloured light inside the fort we made."


Graeme - "Sanctuary"

"The neighbours field was always an escape a lot of the time for me and my family members when we were young. It was on top of a hill that overlooked the surrounding countryside, trees of every kind accumulated around the perimeter of the hill. It felt like its own little island and that the surrounding countryside was its own version of the sea surrounding it.

The hideout itself was at the centre of the highest point on the hill, a ginormous oak tree laid on the ground, the exact same place since it had fallen, Its root still embedded in the dirt allowing it to live. Branches hung down and arched around the inner part of the hideout, its appearance looking much like a wooden carcass that encapsulated us from the outside world with a canopy of leaves and smaller branches. Each of us swung from the branches, climbed upwards among them and jump from one branch to another. One side of the hideout was steep, we created a slide, which in thought was really a desire line which ran down into the dirt from the wear and tear. We would run down this slide area we dubbed as the death trap, trying to use the branches by catching them and protecting us from sliding down to far. It felt like a fortress of solitude, a place to escape to. It was magnificent during the golden hour, there was an opening in the trees which allowed the orange glow of the sunset to seep through, the surreal feeling it gave the place, It was like something straight out of a Hollywood movie.

No one else really knew about our place, I used to go there by myself a lot and was happy to do so. I returned quite a bit as a teenager but not as much as I used to, I’d climb the highest trees I possibly could and watch the sunset from my perch. After my parents separated, time there started to become significantly less frequent but once in a blue moon, visiting my Dad gave the opportunity to go there and yet still to this day, I return to my little sanctuary. The place still holds much sentimental value to me."

Tuesday, 3 October 2017

Branding: Designs For My Studio Blog (Opinions Wanted!)

Following up from my branding conversation with Phil earlier this week, In terms of blogging I have created a Studio Blog. I will continue to use this blog but the studio one will be a lot more focused on my third year work than my current blog. The Studio Blog link is below!


Below are some designs for the blog which I would like your opinions on please! Although I personally have my favourite already, It would be nice to see what everyone else thinks of the designs.
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