Up until recently had this resurgence in getting back to blogging. I know at one point these thoughts had made sense. Even recollecting my notes isn't helping the situation. All I know is I am enslaved to my will to get this project done. I'll go through with this, unnaming that which cannot be named temporarily. My expected time for completion would be at the beginning of June. As always, I stress to have this done with the highest of standards and accordingly to the deadline. Afterwards, my plans are to design the credit roll and sound elements, and as a bonus, the concept dev artbook.
When the dust clears I'd like to look at this and say, wow I did this only in my early 20s. I do this for no one, but for me. I do this as a way to find my most inner truth.
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Thought Process Imba???
So getting back to what I had aforementioned in the previous blog, what is it? Should the direction I take be all for the how? Or should it be for the why? On the many sketch sessions I partake on I focus too much on delivering the wow factor. I mainly find ways to add extra spice to my drawings to pop them right of the page, giving little thought as to why they are there in the first place. However, given my past experience in the realm of academia, I was mainly taught about technique. The process is super mechanical and methodical, however lacks in the spirit of life. What was the idea behind drawing that I ask myself only to answer, "GET BETTER."
Looking in retrospect, what is it to get better at drawing? To attain a form of draftsmanship. Should my approach favor now the human/spiritual touch? This time I'd have to say, just express the feeling that you get out of drawing. What is it that we feel? What is the truth in regards to that certain moment we'd like to reflect in our drawing? Thinking about it now the reason I got into drawing was just because of how terrible my writing was. If I wanted to communicate something it had to be in the form of some really god awful sketch. But, hey, it got my message across. Now this was when I was just a tot in elementary. Taking it to middle school, I found motivation to change my directive into refining more towards technique. Finding established aesthetics and cycling through them for hours was one of my usual activities.
In the end though, I must ask did that help build what is called a visual library? Did it help me become inventive within design solutions? What did it do for me? For now I still find myself caught within a flux of becoming adept to technique, but what can I say. It's an all time fetish, for now ;)
Looking in retrospect, what is it to get better at drawing? To attain a form of draftsmanship. Should my approach favor now the human/spiritual touch? This time I'd have to say, just express the feeling that you get out of drawing. What is it that we feel? What is the truth in regards to that certain moment we'd like to reflect in our drawing? Thinking about it now the reason I got into drawing was just because of how terrible my writing was. If I wanted to communicate something it had to be in the form of some really god awful sketch. But, hey, it got my message across. Now this was when I was just a tot in elementary. Taking it to middle school, I found motivation to change my directive into refining more towards technique. Finding established aesthetics and cycling through them for hours was one of my usual activities.
In the end though, I must ask did that help build what is called a visual library? Did it help me become inventive within design solutions? What did it do for me? For now I still find myself caught within a flux of becoming adept to technique, but what can I say. It's an all time fetish, for now ;)
What if? *Another Random Thought
"What if?" The question I ask almost every time in regards to the existence and the creation of our ingenious kind. One such idea I grativitate towards from time to time is our lineage tied to light. Practically anything and everything that yields a heartbeat must have some essence given from the sun in our sky. However, we are divided amongst all living forms by our levels of cognitive thinking and emotional depth. We have the power to harness the most advanced technology and turn the tides of nature to wherever we please.
However, it is important to note that although we are blessed by such capability we are still connected to this world and everything else around us. There are forces in existence that we cannot comprehend nor seek to level with. It's arguable that we are nothing more than the result of biological reactions between molecular compounds, which in turn constantly synthesize energy. If we are nothing more than just that why is it that we feel? Why is it that we are engaged emotionally with others around us? It is certain that we are speckles within a sandbox, and our messages send a ripple across several tides. How far our message travels is merely determined by friction among other speckles of sand.
With that jumbled mess said, I'd only like to look back on these thoughts for later reference in so that I could form a narrative out of them. Along with ideas and philosophies I will likely come across the perfect analogy would be for me to throw fruits in a blender and see what substances pour out. Who are the characters and what is the (geographical, sociopolitical, cultural, ethnically, ideological) environment. More than ever, I'd like to stress how much thought I'd give into a design. After it is the why, not the how that matters.
However, it is important to note that although we are blessed by such capability we are still connected to this world and everything else around us. There are forces in existence that we cannot comprehend nor seek to level with. It's arguable that we are nothing more than the result of biological reactions between molecular compounds, which in turn constantly synthesize energy. If we are nothing more than just that why is it that we feel? Why is it that we are engaged emotionally with others around us? It is certain that we are speckles within a sandbox, and our messages send a ripple across several tides. How far our message travels is merely determined by friction among other speckles of sand.
With that jumbled mess said, I'd only like to look back on these thoughts for later reference in so that I could form a narrative out of them. Along with ideas and philosophies I will likely come across the perfect analogy would be for me to throw fruits in a blender and see what substances pour out. Who are the characters and what is the (geographical, sociopolitical, cultural, ethnically, ideological) environment. More than ever, I'd like to stress how much thought I'd give into a design. After it is the why, not the how that matters.
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