More like I have died from fail.
nonelvis gave me a list of prompts that I forgot to post. Ooooooops.
Ocean. When I was younger, we'd go to the beach every weekend during the summer with a bunch of other families and spend hours out in the ocean. We'd take our surfboards or boogieboards, swim past where the waves would break and just hang out. I was spoiled where I grew up. Huntington has nice sandy flat beaches with rare instances of sea critters getting underfoot. You just have to deal with the occasional seaweed wrapping around you.
And then somewhere during high school, I developed a fear of the ocean and stopped going to the beach. Nothing really triggered it, other than I wasn't as comfortable in a bathing suit anymore.
Now that I live on the East Coast, I kind of wish I didn't take the ocean for granted. There is beach and ocean over here, but it's just not the same. I will be the first to tell you that I'm spoiled when it comes to oceans. I've been to Fiji, Hawaii, Bali, Mexico and California (it helps when your dad's a surfer and all of your vacations always involve a surfboard). The biggest thing I've noticed is that going to the beach here is an event. You go for the day (and so does everyone else), you have to go super early or all the parking will fill up.
Flash. Ah, Flash. My love/hate relationship with you. I took exactly one Flash class in college, and my professor didn't know what the hell he was doing, so neither did I. Since Flash is vector-based, I'd draw everything in Illustrator and then import it into Flash to animate. It wasn't until I got my job at AC that I really learned anything. I had a meltdown taking one of the animation tests because I didn't know how to use symbols.
Naturally, if you don't know anything about Flash, everything I just said was BLAH BLAH BLAH FLASH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH FLASH BLAH. BLAH.
There's always an argument floating around Tumblr or whatever about all Flash animation being shit. I call bullshit. Having worked in the Flash animation industry for six years now, I have been at both spectrums of terrible terrible Flash and pretty decent animation. Flash is just a tool to use, same as a pencil and paper. It's what you do with it that matters. Yes, there's really shitty Flash stuff out there with very stiff, puppeted arms and that "tweeny" look and I hate this beyond all reason. But there is some beautiful Flash animation out there too. Take a look at Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends. Or the current run of My Little Pony. The best example currently of outstanding shows animated in Flash would be Motorcity, which is a bit how we did Three Delivery but above and beyond what we ever did.
Wheatley. WHEAAAAAAAATLEY. Precious baby. I remember having to explain to pals who had seen my fanart but had never played Portal nor knew the premise that Wheatley is not a person. I think what always impresses me the most, naturally, is how much character animation you can get out of a big blue eyeball of a robot. And having Stephen Merchant as a voice actor and babbling on for ages gives an animator so much to work with. I'm still facinated that we could have had Richard Ayoade instead of him. What a difference it would have made.
Wheatley's never-ceasing frantic chatter fills all the emptiness of Chell's muteness and even is a nice contrast to GLaDOS' monotone voice. There's this charming naviete to Wheatley that just makes him so adorable, even when he's trying to kill you (THOUGH THAT'S NOT HIS FAULT, GLaDOS'S CHASSIS CORRUPTED HIS TINY BRAIN, HE GOT BETTER).
Summer. Summer is pretty much my favorite season. Yes, it's hot, but I prefer that and being able to go outside and do stuff rather than bone-chilling cold. I'm in pain during the winter, and I'm one of those assholes who thinks that fall and spring are just filler seasons between the two extremes. Then again, I never really experienced seasons till I moved east. So really, summer reminds me of home. Going to the beach, swimming in pools, going to barbeques, watching the fireworks, riding bikes with friends, going hiking.
Though I'm not a fan of humidity.
"Ianto Jones's Forehead."
What it says on the tin. I mean, LOOK AT IT.
I honestly can't remember how this came up other than something random one of us said during an episode of Torchwood and we added it to our LJ interests.
Ocean. When I was younger, we'd go to the beach every weekend during the summer with a bunch of other families and spend hours out in the ocean. We'd take our surfboards or boogieboards, swim past where the waves would break and just hang out. I was spoiled where I grew up. Huntington has nice sandy flat beaches with rare instances of sea critters getting underfoot. You just have to deal with the occasional seaweed wrapping around you.
And then somewhere during high school, I developed a fear of the ocean and stopped going to the beach. Nothing really triggered it, other than I wasn't as comfortable in a bathing suit anymore.
Now that I live on the East Coast, I kind of wish I didn't take the ocean for granted. There is beach and ocean over here, but it's just not the same. I will be the first to tell you that I'm spoiled when it comes to oceans. I've been to Fiji, Hawaii, Bali, Mexico and California (it helps when your dad's a surfer and all of your vacations always involve a surfboard). The biggest thing I've noticed is that going to the beach here is an event. You go for the day (and so does everyone else), you have to go super early or all the parking will fill up.
Flash. Ah, Flash. My love/hate relationship with you. I took exactly one Flash class in college, and my professor didn't know what the hell he was doing, so neither did I. Since Flash is vector-based, I'd draw everything in Illustrator and then import it into Flash to animate. It wasn't until I got my job at AC that I really learned anything. I had a meltdown taking one of the animation tests because I didn't know how to use symbols.
Naturally, if you don't know anything about Flash, everything I just said was BLAH BLAH BLAH FLASH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH FLASH BLAH. BLAH.
There's always an argument floating around Tumblr or whatever about all Flash animation being shit. I call bullshit. Having worked in the Flash animation industry for six years now, I have been at both spectrums of terrible terrible Flash and pretty decent animation. Flash is just a tool to use, same as a pencil and paper. It's what you do with it that matters. Yes, there's really shitty Flash stuff out there with very stiff, puppeted arms and that "tweeny" look and I hate this beyond all reason. But there is some beautiful Flash animation out there too. Take a look at Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends. Or the current run of My Little Pony. The best example currently of outstanding shows animated in Flash would be Motorcity, which is a bit how we did Three Delivery but above and beyond what we ever did.
Wheatley. WHEAAAAAAAATLEY. Precious baby. I remember having to explain to pals who had seen my fanart but had never played Portal nor knew the premise that Wheatley is not a person. I think what always impresses me the most, naturally, is how much character animation you can get out of a big blue eyeball of a robot. And having Stephen Merchant as a voice actor and babbling on for ages gives an animator so much to work with. I'm still facinated that we could have had Richard Ayoade instead of him. What a difference it would have made.
Wheatley's never-ceasing frantic chatter fills all the emptiness of Chell's muteness and even is a nice contrast to GLaDOS' monotone voice. There's this charming naviete to Wheatley that just makes him so adorable, even when he's trying to kill you (THOUGH THAT'S NOT HIS FAULT, GLaDOS'S CHASSIS CORRUPTED HIS TINY BRAIN, HE GOT BETTER).
Summer. Summer is pretty much my favorite season. Yes, it's hot, but I prefer that and being able to go outside and do stuff rather than bone-chilling cold. I'm in pain during the winter, and I'm one of those assholes who thinks that fall and spring are just filler seasons between the two extremes. Then again, I never really experienced seasons till I moved east. So really, summer reminds me of home. Going to the beach, swimming in pools, going to barbeques, watching the fireworks, riding bikes with friends, going hiking.
Though I'm not a fan of humidity.
"Ianto Jones's Forehead."
What it says on the tin. I mean, LOOK AT IT.
I honestly can't remember how this came up other than something random one of us said during an episode of Torchwood and we added it to our LJ interests.