El Matador

Slow motion. Foot stamping in a dust. Gentle flamenco. Red fabric falling from man’s shoulder into strong hands, flowing with the wind, so ethereal, yet so firm. Impatient hoofs stir up a cloud of sand. Music hastens, gets louder. The bull gains speed. Line between life and death gets thinner. Single reflection on perfectly polished steel. Downcast eyes. Heartbeat is the only sound el matador can hear. The beast attacks! Red fabric, cold steel, red blood and last breath. Everything fades into darkness… The crowd rages.

Advanced soft-body for fabric, particles for dust, some pre-rendered crowd maybe. Textures for fur and for subtle pattern of the handmade clothes: the ornamented jacket, torero’s short pants and a hat. Field of depth for focus from the man’s eyes to the bull. Fluid simulation for blood running down the spade, some blood drops dripping from the tip. Background music, sounds of fabric, crowd, heartbeat, tramp of hoofs, roar of a dying animal. A lot to do.

Some day,
Matthew

Comedy time

Long time no see but let’s cut to the chase.

There is the big fish – let’s say Tony – and there’s his bodyguard, Mun, the professional. Tony meets people, bargains, partys, has ladies. The last one’s a problem. Tony’s last date is his gunman’s ex-wife which seem to upset Mun in a particular manner. He sees them touching, he pukes.

It’s just a rough idea, still, I consider it a good base for a storyline. I wish I had more time to play with all new Blender’s features. And to unwrap my tablet. I hope it didn’t get rusty.

Way overworked,
Matthew

Ambitious rutines

From time to time I’m haunted by an idea of making a short animation based on a script. I did few in my earlier animator’s career but those weren’t preceded by storyboards nor written descriptions. I worked blind. As a result I’ve never made anything more than a simple presentation. And I’ve got so many concepts! Like…

…a movie of a new life coming into being, a division of a cell which grows strong in numbers and then forms a human body.

A similar animation with a virus that drives healthy cells to sickness, reproduces and spreads it’s major destructive potential.

Another one showing story of a piece of an open source code migrating from hands to hands, from class to class, gaining tools that allow collaboration and multiplies it’s functionality over and over until some day… it’s taken from the world of freedom and sold on a commercial market. Because that’s how life is now.

“Some day I’ll buy a knife and cut everyone around.” Or do other stuff. Some day.

Whining me,
Matthew