Geez, its been a week since i last posted...
Sorry i havent been posting at all this week, Ive been feeling very busy and quite uninspired. I havent been acting very busy tho unfortunately. An may i also apoligies few not coming through with my promise of comics. I think im going to put that idea off till the holidays when i have a little more time for it.
I'd been feeling a bit glum this week being cooped up in front of my computer doing my flash (And not just any old flash. Ive been rotascoping. THE DEVILS WORK!) I think ive drewn myself in 40 frames so far, and it only comes to 8.5 seconds. Why oh why did i choose to do it in 25 FPS?
Anyway, last night i finally got out of the house and went to 'Lental as anything' with 2 of my chums. What a fantastic restuarant! The way the place works is, you order a meal, you enjoy the meal, and then you decide what you think the experience was worth and thats what you pay. Awsome! Such trust! Its like listening to a busker. Your not obliged to pay him/her, but you do anyway because its the right thing to do. So we turned up to this place at around 8 o'clock. It was a really nice warm night and i was in great mode cos i hadnt seen those 2 in ages (damn you RMIT!). When we got there the place was full which was a bit of a surprise although it probably shouldnt have been as it was in Acklind street (sp?).
So we left a phone number with them and took a strole down to the beach. By this time it had started to rain a little, and by the we got to the beach it had brewed into quite a spectacular thunder storm with the whole sky lighting up neon purple with every lighting strike. After enjoying the storm for a little while, we got a call to say there was a free table for us (how conciderate) and we headed back and just got in the door when the rain kicked in it up a gear or two and started pelting down monsoon style.
We sat down at table near the front window so that we could watch the weather and we had a read through the menu and page describing the restuarants philisophy. The music was great. It was all exotic instruments and in a language i dont speak so my mind did keep trying to follow the lyrics which was a plus.
We ended up ordering a curry sampler and a japanese udonyaki to share between the 3 of us (a bit strange mixing japanese and indian, but what the hell) and also a cup of bumbu each which is coffee substitute. The bumbu tasted abit like weak coffee flavoured with toffee and nuts. Quite nice. A ondunyaki is quite tasty too, but the currys were awsome. They actually managed to cook eggplant (AKA the devils vegetable!) in a palitable manner. So palitable infact that in was my flavour food there. If your ever in st kilda and looking for a good feed, check out lental as anything. It get the "Bray's tick of approval".
On the way home, the 3 of us were discussing the possibility of moving out into an partment together, with maybe 1 or 2 other people. Me and reuben both dont have jobs and have never really had to fend for our selves before, so we decided that the best way to go into this was to aproach it as an experiemental project. We would all sit down a plan out all the finacial issues and find a place we can aford, but go into it accepting that it may all fail miserably. As long as we're careful not pay for anything in credit we would have nothing to loose and if thing do go pear shaped we can just go back to how we are now. This also means we can be as crazy and idealistic as we want with the way the place is run which is prospect i find particually exciting after all my research on anarchism for studies.
Before i go i should probably speak my peace about this new magazine project for studio. I wasnt in a great mood on the day we were planning it having missed lunch and i had a nasty headache, so i kept quiet. I really wasnt in the mood for starting fights, but i wasnt too happy with where the mag was headed.
I was excited about making a publication of what we'd done when the idea first came up and we were talking about how it would documentation of our process, rather than a major project in itself. I loved the idea of compiling snipets of everyones blogs to show the change in how we thought about studio over the semester.
But last sessions discusion seemed to be about producing something else entirely. Instead of compiling what we've done already people seemed to want to do and produced a huge quanitity of new material purely to make this magazine. And the blogs seemed be taking the back seat in the mag when they are really the most valuable documentation we have as they were actually writen during the semester rather than all this writing reviews afterwards which is a bit pointless in many cases as most of us look at this studio completely differently than we did 2 months ago.
Bah! Anyway, ive had my little rant and got that off my chest. I realise its far too late as we're putting this thing together in a few day and im sorry i didnt bring any of this up earlier.
Hopefully this offering of a post will be enough to opease the blogger gods for now. Im off to get my self some sleep and hopefully regain a little sainity. Nighty night.
I'd been feeling a bit glum this week being cooped up in front of my computer doing my flash (And not just any old flash. Ive been rotascoping. THE DEVILS WORK!) I think ive drewn myself in 40 frames so far, and it only comes to 8.5 seconds. Why oh why did i choose to do it in 25 FPS?
Anyway, last night i finally got out of the house and went to 'Lental as anything' with 2 of my chums. What a fantastic restuarant! The way the place works is, you order a meal, you enjoy the meal, and then you decide what you think the experience was worth and thats what you pay. Awsome! Such trust! Its like listening to a busker. Your not obliged to pay him/her, but you do anyway because its the right thing to do. So we turned up to this place at around 8 o'clock. It was a really nice warm night and i was in great mode cos i hadnt seen those 2 in ages (damn you RMIT!). When we got there the place was full which was a bit of a surprise although it probably shouldnt have been as it was in Acklind street (sp?).
So we left a phone number with them and took a strole down to the beach. By this time it had started to rain a little, and by the we got to the beach it had brewed into quite a spectacular thunder storm with the whole sky lighting up neon purple with every lighting strike. After enjoying the storm for a little while, we got a call to say there was a free table for us (how conciderate) and we headed back and just got in the door when the rain kicked in it up a gear or two and started pelting down monsoon style.
We sat down at table near the front window so that we could watch the weather and we had a read through the menu and page describing the restuarants philisophy. The music was great. It was all exotic instruments and in a language i dont speak so my mind did keep trying to follow the lyrics which was a plus.
We ended up ordering a curry sampler and a japanese udonyaki to share between the 3 of us (a bit strange mixing japanese and indian, but what the hell) and also a cup of bumbu each which is coffee substitute. The bumbu tasted abit like weak coffee flavoured with toffee and nuts. Quite nice. A ondunyaki is quite tasty too, but the currys were awsome. They actually managed to cook eggplant (AKA the devils vegetable!) in a palitable manner. So palitable infact that in was my flavour food there. If your ever in st kilda and looking for a good feed, check out lental as anything. It get the "Bray's tick of approval".
On the way home, the 3 of us were discussing the possibility of moving out into an partment together, with maybe 1 or 2 other people. Me and reuben both dont have jobs and have never really had to fend for our selves before, so we decided that the best way to go into this was to aproach it as an experiemental project. We would all sit down a plan out all the finacial issues and find a place we can aford, but go into it accepting that it may all fail miserably. As long as we're careful not pay for anything in credit we would have nothing to loose and if thing do go pear shaped we can just go back to how we are now. This also means we can be as crazy and idealistic as we want with the way the place is run which is prospect i find particually exciting after all my research on anarchism for studies.
Before i go i should probably speak my peace about this new magazine project for studio. I wasnt in a great mood on the day we were planning it having missed lunch and i had a nasty headache, so i kept quiet. I really wasnt in the mood for starting fights, but i wasnt too happy with where the mag was headed.
I was excited about making a publication of what we'd done when the idea first came up and we were talking about how it would documentation of our process, rather than a major project in itself. I loved the idea of compiling snipets of everyones blogs to show the change in how we thought about studio over the semester.
But last sessions discusion seemed to be about producing something else entirely. Instead of compiling what we've done already people seemed to want to do and produced a huge quanitity of new material purely to make this magazine. And the blogs seemed be taking the back seat in the mag when they are really the most valuable documentation we have as they were actually writen during the semester rather than all this writing reviews afterwards which is a bit pointless in many cases as most of us look at this studio completely differently than we did 2 months ago.
Bah! Anyway, ive had my little rant and got that off my chest. I realise its far too late as we're putting this thing together in a few day and im sorry i didnt bring any of this up earlier.
Hopefully this offering of a post will be enough to opease the blogger gods for now. Im off to get my self some sleep and hopefully regain a little sainity. Nighty night.
Proclaimed by his lordship Braden at 12:34 AM
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