Firstly, my apologies for the recent slow down in activity, but the pressing needs to pass algebra and find a way to stay in the country have diverted my attention.
All being well, we should be able to get up and running fairly soon.
I want to take this opportunity to welcome Karen into the fold - Karen might be able to work on the sound design for the film, which would be an enormous boost to its production value.
If any of you are thinking about game development for a future career, you might want to check out Karen's new book, Game Sound, which is on sale now.
Our tentative crew as it stands right now is myself (director), Keenan, Jake, Robinson (animators), Jon (compositor), Phil (concept design) and Karen (sound design). Obviously there will be some cross-pollination too :-)
Marty is still enthused about stationing us in the motion control camera cage for the rest of the year, and will be inviting us in to discuss the running of the equipment soon.
I'll keep you all updated with emails and on this site as the work progresses, but until then, thanks again for coming onboard - and here's to big festival wins!
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
SHOT 1 - The wind howls across a bare mountain side, sending flurries of fresh snow into the air. A boot crashes down, swiftly followed by four more. We pull back and around as the owner of the boots (a flea) leaps out of frame, closely followed by another flea. We continue to pull out and the whole party is revealed, ascending the mountain in their haphazard jumping manner. Fresh swirls of snow blow in, obscuring our view of the climbers.
SHOT 2 - The Louse pauses, looking at his surroundings with indifference. We crane down his bloated body as he removes his pipe from his mouth and taps it on his cane. We continue to crane down, following the detritus from the pipe as it soils the virgin snow.
SHOT 3 - The Louse pulls sharply on the guide line.
SHOT 4 - The flea ahead of him is yanked back and stands still.
SHOT 5 - The Louse packs a fresh wad of tobacco into his pipe with one arm as he retrieves his telescope with another arm. He holds the scope to his eye.
SHOT 6 - Louse POV - he scans the mountain face until he sees a tiny wooden cabin - his refuge for the night.