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Wednesday, 23 March 2011
Fin al Page 3
'Now that I have the marble in my hand, I look more closely at the chest.'
'As i get closer i can here something from inside the chest.'
'A very faint sound of whispering was coming from the chest.'
'I feel a sudden impluse to open the chest but its locked with no key in sight.'
Final Page 2
'I go to the box and open it.'
'Theres a blue marble inside.'
'Blue, its the only colour i can see.'
'Theres no other colour in the room.'
Final Page 1
The first page of the final book.
'I woke up in a room, a bedroom.'
'I cannot remember a thing.'
'Why am I here?'
'I see an odd chest next to the bed.'
'With a vine growing next to it and leading out of the room.'
'There's a box next to the vine.'
update
essay 50%
scetched book 100%
final book 20% (approx 7/35 pages)
Mainly focused on the essay at the moment.
scetched book 100%
final book 20% (approx 7/35 pages)
Mainly focused on the essay at the moment.
Tuesday, 15 March 2011
More to go
Over 12 pages that have been completed left to go.
Then probably 12 more after that depending on how the story goes.
Then probably 12 more after that depending on how the story goes.
Story Book
Ok starting to upload the book to blog page by page though the earlier pages i may redo because they were a bit scetchy
Monday, 14 March 2011
Ting
I'm surprised i never thought of this before but there was an animated series that i absolutely loved called 'Naoki Urasawa's Monster' which was about a Japanese brain surgeon who worked in Germany. He saved the life of a boy who was shot in the head. But it turned out that this boy was a sadistic murderer that used peoples fear to control them and make them murder people. The boy was the German government secret project of creating another better Hitler but the boy knew this and turned against them. It had brilliant twists and character development and if you do watch this you have to watch every episode otherwise the whole thing will not make sense especially the conclusion of the series.
Sunday, 13 March 2011
Stressed
Argh stupid essay is going so wrong all my plans ideas falling through my fingers. Which will mean to plan B... annoying and more unessesary work to be put towards the essay. I really like the idea of getting the raw responces from the artists i like, but unfortuanatly either cant be contacted or havent replied an now its practically become too late to wait for it.
And on top of that i need to pull out more idea's for art damn it.
At least it still has been quite productive this week. Had a 'fun' interview/group tutorial, waited for replys, went out running and took a few pictures that i could use, waited for replys, started concepts for an art piece to represent myself, waited for replys, carried on with my little story, went out running so i could get some new ideas, carried on with bits and pieces of work and now currently banging my head against my desk wondering why the hell wont the artist reply to my emails!!!
So overall a pretty good week...
And on top of that i need to pull out more idea's for art damn it.
At least it still has been quite productive this week. Had a 'fun' interview/group tutorial, waited for replys, went out running and took a few pictures that i could use, waited for replys, started concepts for an art piece to represent myself, waited for replys, carried on with my little story, went out running so i could get some new ideas, carried on with bits and pieces of work and now currently banging my head against my desk wondering why the hell wont the artist reply to my emails!!!
So overall a pretty good week...
Stories
Started to do a story of a little kid who's family has moved to a new house, but something missing.
Also been asked to do a piece of artwork to present myself. (oh boy)
Right lets see it will most likely be grusome.
Twisted.
Demented.
Presented.
Poetry ed.
Ermed.
ed?
A life behind so many masks that you would forget your original self.
ed.
Also been asked to do a piece of artwork to present myself. (oh boy)
Right lets see it will most likely be grusome.
Twisted.
Demented.
Presented.
Poetry ed.
Ermed.
ed?
A life behind so many masks that you would forget your original self.
ed.
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