Once again i've found myself lost in the unforgiving world of the internet, wandering aimlessly through the many html's of the world, trying, hoping to find the information i desire, but alas, i'm again saved by the blog, but stressed at the fact i've hardly written anything since, well, i was going to emphasize alonger period of time but couldn't really do it, so it wasn't that long ago really.
Well one should be drawing this minute in time, more specifically, the complete storyboard for the animatic due for next tuesday, but instead i decided to end up, somehow, who knows how, being told by some extreme field of force something, attracting me to the computer, and even more worse, to the internet which i could spend quite some time on just finding random and useless general knowledge (aka the stuff that you never really need to know in life) Luckily for me though i've managed to make it through the barricaded area, guarded by supremacy, the gunmen in black (picture a darker version of the bad guys on the Incredibles) guarding the 20ft tall concrete wall with lethal barbed wire spiralling in on itself, perched atop the sloping wall; while a dark gloomy sky lurked above letting loose the water from the heavens, icy on my cheeks. Okay, so I make it sound worse than it was, but it was indeed the setting, best thing was they just asked for my I.D. to check i was who i was, and let me past. Simple really, when you know how...
Where that came from though, I have no idea, probably been so long since i've been creativly writing?!.... ah well in a week or so i'll think this creativity is rather lame, and then wonder why i wrote it, hm.
And now for the story on the project, I say story it's more a sort of ..... biography, factual information, feedback on the ponderings and goings on in the life of the Producer/Director.
[Sudden realisation of needing to do this storyboard *eyes wandering back down to focus on the sketchbook and then back to find the sound file* ......]
--Half an Hour to 50 minutes later... --
My pen stick has gone walkabouts, and it doesn't really help with a memory like a seive in the first place so, naturally, i cannot remember where the ********* it's been put.
*********- please insert a very long descriptive curse.
Okay none of this has anything to do with the group project, hmmm, i'll come to it in a day or so ....
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