RAVER

Fri, 04 Apr 2008 03:34:56 GMT

Jan 24

Ideas where thought. My idea for my project revolves around the degeneration in society. I want to show human behavior and use animals to show how we have deteriorated to the level of beasts. My mind revolves around mice, pigs and apes. Why theses beasts? These are a few animals, which are very similar to homosapiens, genetically. Another reason is because; these selected animals are usually frowned upon by the society due to their behavior or their origins.

Jan 30

I have decided to use pigs as a medium to portray human degeneration in society. Pigs are dirty and greedy. But mostly greedy. This is how pigs are portrayed in society. Greedy pigs. I am also looking into given the project a title. The generation of swines.

Feb 2

Pigs don’t seem to work. Although I really like the idea of the pigs, I can’t seem to say much but about greed. I think mice and ape seems to have a lot more to voice about. It shows on more behaviors that are similar to humans. But still the idea of human pig just comes with an impact like a slap across the face. But yet it falls short. So now the character is changed, story altered, title removed and many nights wasted but the concept still sticks strong. Back to square one.

Feb 4

Ok its final. The pig is executed. Kicked out. Open doors for monkeys and mice.

Feb 6

After much filtering of ideas, the monkey wins the rat. Ape is my final character. Ape delivers what mice doesn’t, Resemblance. I mice could have such human similarity in genetics but it still doesn’t resemble a human. But ape does. Even by the looks itself ape reminds us of our selves. Iv talked to the lecturers. I have the story for my project building in my mind. Its very fragmented and unclear but I can see random scenes in my head. Both Rashid and Mush gave me the green flag. Now all I got to do is build a stable structure for my story and start drawing. Build the momentum and stay on the track.

Feb 9

I have done my storyboard. I have a story. I have a start, I have an end but what happens in between is still a blur. I have all the pieces and now all I have to do is make sure they all fall in to places. The storyboard is very simple. Sketches mostly. No colors, no details but a nice start. Whats next? Filming for rotoscoping. I need to get a cam since mine broke during my last project. I was too tierd, drunk and sleepy during the coming end of last submission. I dropped it in class and the zoom nob broke. Unfortunately since it was on full zoom, it was stuck on full zoom. So much for cannon shock-proves. Once I get my hands on the school camera I can begin shooting coming week.

THE RED INDIAN

Fri, 11 May 2007 09:27:32 GMT

okay most of u know who the red indian is....but if u dont then let me tell u...its RANJAN....drinkin his cup of red n bleeding it out.....took me a freakin 4 hrs to compleate it....u know whats the best thing about using ur good friends to model for u?? udont have to pay their god dahm fee.......juz share a pack of ciggerette with em n maby a can of coke to go with it...so here is the '' THE RED INDIAN ''.

the fallen angel

Fri, 11 May 2007 08:47:57 GMT

HELLO DARKNESS MY OLD FRIEND iv come 2 talk with u again juz experimenting new works....used photoshop n freehand mx to do this....i call it ''THE FALLEN ANGEL''

HARD DAYZ NIGHT CHAP 2 ( NO SYMPATHY FOR THE WEAK N WOUNDED )

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 00:23:22 GMT

Sleep has died in the past week in a tragic way, massacred by overloads of work, worry, setbacks and for reasons with no answers at all. Rotting. It is amazing to see all these countless amound of zombies walkin around. working. walking. breathing.walking. I think i have become one of them too. deep lashes of eyebag curvez forming under my eyez.blured vision, body aches,trippy moments and sliting headaches are a few familier sympthoms of the zombies. We are mummified in endless sheets of work. ingnorent to anything fun or soothing. 72hrs of non sleep. or 76 ? i dont know anymore. the flow of time n date is all mangeled up. no different between the moon or the sun. long hrs of endless work. yet parties,music and alcohol.why not? if im going to go through a massive tiering marathon than why not add sum fuel to kick it. go through all the way. BUY THE TICKET , TAKE THE RIDE. not like i got any choice. submision date is practically here. another 60 hrs n then rest , peace and sleep. if not these carniverous beasts will castrate the weak......NO SYMPATHY FOR THE WEAK N WOUNDED......SO push it to the limit....

An Orgy of Sickness,Tierdness,Anxiety and a GANGBANG of CARNIVEROUS SWINEZ

Wed, 11 Apr 2007 05:44:56 GMT

I woke up to my clock which showed 8.30 but I knew it was well past 9. After almost an hr of rushing, I mannaged to leave my place at about 10.30. I knew I was late for my presentation cos my class starts at 10.30 n here I was rushing to the bus stop, carrying a bag full of 400 frames on one hand n a bag containing my laptop, tablet and my ac wire on the other. I couldn't affort to take a taxi cos I was broke as hell..I bearly had 3 dollers with me....no ciggerettes...no beer..juzt another fucked up way to start another fucked up day.....As ofcourse when I reached my class I was late 40mins , pouring sweat , nervous as hell.Nervous? no no. Terrified. I think I was getting sick. the sympthoms were familier..I had this funny feeling at the back of my trought. I was getting dizzy. I know by tommorrow I will get a sore-trought n a terribel flu...soon fever n coughs but within 46 to 50 hrs from now ill recover with no weakness at all. Like a Miracle. But wat worried me the most was my presentation. Getting up infront of everyone has always been a problem for me. Iv been up on stage perforing a many times in my days but I could never seem to get rid of the stage fear. SO... now here I was sitting, waiting to go up for my presentation infront of a room filled with these carnivrous swinez. DEAR GOD, Im terrified, plus Im feeling dizzy. The anxiety was taking over. No, dont show any form of weakness or these swines will attack savagely, gangfucking me and then eat my leftover fleshes N bone splinters. Stay focused...Stay calm...Stick to the plan....BUT What PLAN ? If standing blankly infront of these pigs long enough till my dizzyness overcomes me N I collapse unconsious to floor was my plan, then Im right on sceduel. But the truth is I have not done any reserch at all...no test scrips to show..nothing at all...all my works was still on hard copy...plus one of my group member did not turn up due to sickness...the evil sonofabitch who passed me this god dham sickness in the first place...fuck this.....go with the flow .....Iv gotten out of thing much worse then this before....juz go up there n speakin jiberish...confuse these bastards into thinking that they've got a ear infection of sum kind...why not? Its not like Iv got any choice or sum thing. Do watever it takes to entertain these canibals. Speak watever come in my mind. blame mistakes on everyone..tell a joke or two..but always stick to the subject n always mantain that IM IN CONTROL.....

A HARD DAYZ NIGHT CHAP 1 ( desmond's fault)

Sun, 08 Apr 2007 08:34:43 GMT

I woke up from a nap that seemed like dayz of hibernation. I had decided to take a few mins of nap before going down to the near by gas station to buy sum beers. I had stayed over in my studio for the past few days working on my new project. Desmond was also staying over so we decided to buy sum beer but i know it will do us no good..rum was absolutly nessesary. I needed sumthing strong if i was going to make it through the night. i think i still had about 300 frames of drawings left to do. '' it already 11.20. we got to go now'' said desmond. absolutly. we had to reach the gas station before midnight or the lady at the counter will not sell us any alcohol. WHY? Was i only to drink in the day time, which sick bastard would want to drink in the day especially when the sun is so dham hot. Another fucked up law of this wonderful nation , I think. so we managed to reach the station minutes before midnight. Plenty of time for me to finish my ciggerette i thought. when we entered the door i really considered buying a bottel of rum...or maby a bottle of tequila perhaps, but we ended up buying cans of barons,amsterdahm,redbull,chips and a bottle of mineral water. Desmond bought the redbull to boost up the high but i know its not going to help. Fuck! No liquer. I think the price was a factor cos we we were near broke. We went back to the studio n drank all the beers...I felt close to tipsy but it was nothing.It was alreadt waring off.so we ended up going back to get more beers but by now it was 12.30. 30mins too late. so we decided to walk to the old airport road n try our luck there. We ended up buying longislands..by now my tipsy was over. i drank my bottle on the way back to my studio..When I got back, my project mate was still doing his frames...he must have completed at least 200 frame ..I have done nothing. When I reached my audio studio I decided to watch LOST the latest episode...then i went out to smoke an hour later. Still no work done. Then at about quater to five I decided to start on my frames...but by the time I finished 20 frames i thought i needed a break. why not? I have not fully negleted my responsibility...iv done twenty frames...that is twenty more if iv decided to sleep the night out...so after my 20 min smoke break. I decided that it was no use doing any frames now..especially since the morning class student were already in my studio...Good god, I thought....in the past 12 hours iv only manadged to do 20 frames.....wat if I had bought that bottle of rum or tequila or even both if i had the cash...wat then? Would i have juz got high n waste even more time n had 20 less frames then i had now or would i have manadged to have got high enough to finish my work..maybe..yes maybe thats wat i need next time....it is not my fault for not finishing my work....its because desmond did not put in enough money to buy that rum....it was his fault not mine