Working on coloring and texturing the my Big, Still-Unnamed 3D Project. Nothing's finalized yet.
Tried out a Wacom tablet for the first time. Very weird and hard to get used to, but I could see it being very useful for some things. I still have yet to actually get one of my own.
Still playing around with various colors/textures, but all that's gonna get shoved aside into my free time because we're supposed to start rigging now. Rigging this thing is gonna be a bitch and a half because of all the car parts and stuff hanging off of the model. Probably gonna have to rig each piece of
kibble (yes, there's a word for that) as a separate limb on the skeleton, so they can all be controllable when I start animating. Hell, I haven't even decided what I'm gonna make it do, other than probably transform, and that's gonna affect how I rig it in the first place, to a certain degree.
This is a huge, daunting task I've chosen for myself. I can see that it's probably gonna make me feel very accomplished when I'm done with it... if I ever get done with it. It feels like I've been working on this forever, and there are times when I don't know if my brain can learn hard enough to make it through.
I guess we're always our own worst critic. But I'm not just criticizing my work; I'm criticizing myself, and what kind of person I am, and whether I have what it takes to see this through. This class is literally probably the most difficult/complicated thing I've ever attempted with any measure of success, and it makes me feel like I'm constantly on the edge of not succeeding. I feel parts of me trying to slack and be lazy, and I have to keep forcing myself to keep going. I remember what happened with "real" school, and how that didn't work out, and I feel a lot of the same things I felt back then. But this thing is different. This has to be different. This is what I want. I have to make this work.