It is unbelievable what my mom has lying around. I was trying to find a way to shoot these frames I drew, and she whipped out a mini copy-stand and lamp out of no where. My room is an exciting mess:
This summer my other classmates and me are HOPEFULLY gonna do some sort of exquisite corpse walk-cycle project. One person draws a walk-cycle, gives the last frame to the next, and that person morphs it into whatever they want, and makes a walk cycle. And so one. Forever. I got it started last night:
I’m re-doing the crane-headed walk cycle from last fall. I done made it better.