Final Images

Ideas for [Dis]Utopic

Kill the trees!!!! Create the storm. FIRE!

Add more missing and fix all mistakes..true

Finish all the buildings and make PERFECT! Yeah... I win. 

A2: Constructed Reality

In these two images I was hoping to capture what Atlanta is becoming. This has absolutely nothing to do with zombies or nuclear warfare, but the decay of a city throughout time. I feel as though every time I go back "home" I am slowing missing a piece of my childhood. The people I once saw are not missing, but they have moved on. The roads that I used to be able to walk safely are no congested with traffic. The parks and the stores I would frequent as a child have all changed. I was inspired by my recent trips to Atlanta but decided to play of the art of Lori Nix, Hisaharu Motoda, and many other post-apocalyptic  artists. I guess you could say that I no longer have a "home" to go to, which played to my series. I have still have not come up with a name but I feel like as I continue to work with these images something will come to me.

let's break sh*t

So since I am working out of class I thought an update might be nice. I am wearing safety googles... don't try this at home... yada yada yada...

Contact Sheet: Breaking up blocks for A3, just so you know...

progress on a3

Still need to change up a few posters... and clean up some of the moss.

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I need to add posters to the white truck, I'm adding broken building via cinder blocks i broke up. Also working with lighting and adding in smoke and texture. 

Study 3: vrooom

Work in progress

This is my sketch on my first image I am working on and a small test jpeg to see if it is working or not... would love comments and opinions.

My second image I'm working test on is from Five Point Station in Atlanta, just a sketch for now ^.^

Constructed reality

In assignment 2 I would like to reconstruct Atlanta, I have about 3 base spaces that I want to try and rework to look like a post apocalyptic or cyberpunk world. My major focus will be cleaning Atlanta of people (merging about 50 images and masking such that there are no cars) then adding in broken cars from pictures of a junk yard I took. Then I will green screening  trash in from studio pictures I will be taking and hopefully making a few models of the skyline so that i can destroy them as well. I am hopeful as always and wish to produce at least 4 images... if not 2. My inspiration is coming from a lot of illustrators and miniature photographers. With this inspiration in mind, I might be adding a touch of illustration to these, we will se how that goes though. ^.^

study #1

To wax seal or not to weal seal?

The Singing, Soaring Lark

There was once upon a time a man who was about to set out on a long journey, and on parting he asked his three daughters what he should bring back with him for them. Whereupon the eldest wished for pearls, the second wished for diamonds, but the third said, dear father, I should like a singing, soaring lark. The father said, yes, if I can get it, you shall have it, kissed all three, and set out.

Now when the time had come for him to be on his way home again, he had brought pearls and diamonds for the two eldest, but he had sought everywhere in vain for a singing, soaring lark for the youngest, and he was very unhappy about it, for she was his favorite child. Then his road lay through a forest, and in the midst of it was a splendid castle, and near the castle stood a tree, but quite on the top of the tree, he saw a singing, soaring lark. Aha, you come just at the right moment, he said, quite delighted, and called to his servant to climb up and catch the little creature.

But as he approached the tree, a lion leapt from beneath it, shook himself, and roared till the leaves on the trees trembled. He who tries to steal my singing, soaring lark, he cried, will I devour. Then the man said, I did not know that the bird belonged to you. I will make amends for the wrong I have done and ransom myself with a large sum of money, only spare my life. The lion said, nothing can save you, unless you will promise to give me for my own what first meets you on your return home, and if you will do that, I will grant you your life, and you shall have the bird for your daughter, into the bargain. But the man hesitated and said, that might be my youngest daughter, she loves me best, and always runs to meet me on my return home.

The servant, however, was terrified and said, why should your daughter be the very one to meet you, it might as easily be a cat, or dog. Then the man allowed himself to be persuaded, took the singing, soaring lark, and promised to give the lion whatsoever should first meet him on his return home.

When he reached home and entered his house, the first who met him was no other than his youngest and dearest daughter, who came running up, kissed and embraced him, and when she saw that he had brought with him a singing, soaring lark, she was beside herself with joy. The father, however, could not rejoice, but began to weep, and said, my dearest child, I have bought the little bird dear. In return for it, I have been obliged to promise you to a savage lion, and when he has you he will tear you in pieces and devour you, and he told her all, just as it had happened, and begged her not to go there, come what might.

But she consoled him and said, dearest father, indeed your promise must be fulfilled. I will go thither and soften the lion, so that I may return to you safely. Next morning she had the road pointed out to her, took leave, and went fearlessly out into the forest. The lion, however, was an enchanted prince and was by day a lion, and all his people were lions with him, but in the night they resumed their natural human shapes.

On her arrival she was kindly received and led into the castle. When night came, the lion turned into a handsome man, and their wedding was celebrated with great magnificence. They lived happily together, remained awake at night, and slept in the daytime. One day he came and said, to-morrow there is a feast in your father's house, because your eldest sister is to be married, and if you are inclined to go there, my lions shall conduct you. She said, yes, I should very much like to see my father again, and went thither, accompanied by the lions.

There was great joy when she arrived, for they had all believed that she had been torn in pieces by the lion, and had long ceased to live. But she told them what a handsome husband she had, and how well off she was, remained with them while the wedding-feast lasted, and then went back again to the forest.

When the second daughter was about to be married, and she was again invited to the wedding, she said to the lion, this time I will not be alone, you must come with me. The lion, however, said that it was too dangerous for him, for if when there a ray from a burning candle fell on him, he would be changed into a dove, and for seven years long would have to fly about with the doves. She said, ah, but do come with me, I will take great care of you, and guard you from all light. So they went away together, and took with them their little child as well.

She had a room built there, so strong and thick that no ray could pierce through it, in this he was to shut himself up when the candles were lit for the wedding-feast. But the door was made of green wood which warped and left a little crack which no one noticed. The wedding was celebrated with magnificence, but when the procession with all its candles and torches came back from church, and passed by this apartment, a ray touched him, he was transformed in an instant, and when she came in and looked for him, she did not see him, but a white dove was sitting there. The dove said to her, for seven years must I fly about the world, but at every seventh step that you take I will let fall a drop of red blood and a white feather, and these will show you the way, and if you follow the trace you can release me. Thereupon the dove flew out at the door, and she followed him, and at every seventh step a red drop of blood and a little white feather fell down and showed her the way.

So she went continually further and further in the wide world, never looking about her or resting, and the seven years were almost past, then she rejoiced and thought that they would soon be saved, and yet they were so far from it. Once when they were thus moving onwards, no little feather and no drop of red blood fell, and when she raised her eyes the dove had disappeared. And as she thought to herself, in this no man can help you, she climbed up to the sun, and said to him, you shine into every crevice, and over every peak, have you not seen a white dove flying.

No, said the sun, I have seen none, but I present you with a casket, open it when you are in sorest need. Then she thanked the sun, and went on until evening came and the moon appeared, she then asked her, you shine the whole night through, and on every field and forest, have you not seen a white dove flying.

No, said the moon, I have seen no dove, but here I give you an egg, break it when you are in great need. She thanked the moon, and went on until the night wind came up and blew on her, then she said to it, you blow over every tree and under every leaf, have you not seen a white dove flying. No, said the night wind, I have seen none, but I will ask the three other winds, perhaps they have seen it.

The east wind and the west wind came, and had seen nothing, but the south wind said, I have seen the white dove, it has flown to the red sea, where it has become a lion again, for the seven years are over, and the lion is there fighting with a dragon, the dragon, however, is an enchanted princess. The night wind then said to her, I will advise you, go to the red sea, on the right bank are some tall reeds, count them, break off the eleventh, and strike the dragon with it, then the lion will be able to subdue it, and both then will regain their human form. After that, look round and you will see the griffin which is by the red sea, swing yourself, with your beloved, on to his back, and the bird will carry you over the sea to your own home. Here is a nut for you, when you are above the center of the sea, let the nut fall, it will immediately shoot up, and a tall nut-tree will grow out of the water on which the griffin may rest, for if he cannot rest, he will not be strong enough to carry you across, and if you forget to throw down the nut, he will let you fall into the sea.

Then she went thither, and found everything as the night wind had said. She counted the reeds by the sea, and cut off the eleventh, struck the dragon therewith, whereupon the lion conquered it, and immediately both of them regained their human shapes. But when the princess, who hitherto had been the dragon, was released from enchantment, she took the youth by the arm, seated herself on the griffin, and carried him off with her.

There stood the poor maiden who had wandered so far and was again forsaken. She sat down and cried, but at last she took courage and said, still I will go as far as the wind blows and as long as the cock crows, until I find him, and she went forth by long, long roads, until at last she came to the castle where both of them were living together, there she heard that soon a feast was to be held, in which they would celebrate their wedding, but she said, God still helps me, and opened the casket that the sun had given her. A dress lay therein as brilliant as the sun itself. So she took it out and put it on, and went up into the castle, and everyone, even the bride herself, looked at her with astonishment.

The dress pleased the bride so well that she thought it might do for her wedding-dress, and asked if it was for sale. Not for money or land, answered she, but for flesh and blood. The bride asked her what she meant by that, so she said, let me sleep a night in the chamber where the bridegroom sleeps. The bride would not, yet wanted very much to have the dress, at last she consented, but the page was to give the prince a sleeping-draught.

When it was night, therefore, and the youth was already asleep, she was led into the chamber, she seated herself on the bed and said, I have followed after you for seven years. I have been to the sun and the moon, and the four winds, and have enquired for you, and have helped you against the dragon, will you, then quite forget me. But the prince slept so soundly that it only seemed to him as if the wind were whistling outside in the fir-trees.

When therefore day broke, she was led out again, and had to give up the golden dress. And as that even had been of no avail, she was sad, went out into a meadow, sat down there, and wept. While she was sitting there, she thought of the egg which the moon had given her, she opened it, and there came out a clucking hen with twelve chickens all of gold, and they ran about chirping, and crept again under the old hen's wings, nothing more beautiful was ever seen in the world. Then she arose, and drove them through the meadow before her, until the bride looked out of the window.

The little chickens pleased her so much that she immediately came down and asked if they were for sale. Not for money or land, but for flesh and blood, let me sleep another night in the chamber where the bridegroom sleeps. The bride said, yes, intending to cheat her as on the former evening. But when the prince went to bed he asked the page what the murmuring and rustling in the night had been. On this the page told all, that he had been forced to give him a sleeping-draught, because a poor girl had slept secretly in the chamber, and that he was to give him another that night. The prince said, pour out the draught by the bed-side.

At night, she was again led in, and when she began to relate how ill all had fared with her, he immediately recognized his beloved wife by her voice, sprang up and cried, now I really am released. I have been as it were in a dream, for the strange princess has bewitched me so that I have been compelled to forget you, but God has delivered me from the spell at the right time.

Then they both left the castle secretly in the night, for they feared the father of the princess, who was a sorcerer, and they seated themselves on the griffin which bore them across the red sea, and when they were in the midst of it, she let fall the nut. Immediately a tall nut-tree grew up, whereon the bird rested, and then carried them home, where they found their child, who had grown tall and beautiful, and they lived thenceforth happily until their death.

--The End--

that is the question....

The answer is no, and the final images are set.

In this assignment, for fairy tale postcards, I chose the inspiration story of The Singing Soaring Lark. Looking at it now I almost see a storyboard. I feel that my five images have a very consistent feel and relate to the story without having every detail. I like that I had an established background throughout the series, along with the wax seals. I know that I was heavily inspired by the anime genre and was glad to work outside the camera for this assignment. I came into this project hoping for a way to add in my non-photographic artwork rather than finding found images through magazines, and as I did use a few shapes from magazines, I believe that my art added a consistency.

work so far update

The images here are last update I do before the final piece.. I bought some textured paper and still doing the 'L' wax seal on each... I like them so far... have a nice feel... or I am being vain, modest is I.

Made some birdy brushes! doves taking over this image when done... I like it thus far though

changed the carriage to add some color, and changed the largest lark to remove text! 

this is done... i think... don't think im going to be making mountains for this...

I added a table, took away the bird in it... still working on the shadow :D

:3 work flow of the kitty

Good Kitty Jessi will be showing you my work in progress today! Get pumped.... ready, steady, go!

So I made a water color of texture and scanned it in, looks like 

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 Then I decided to add some trees I made into brushes a while back using > edit > define brush preset...

http://www.myinkblog.com/how-to-create-your-own-photoshop-brushes/ (that link explains better than I do).  I layered the brushed in black and white with overlay to give this effect. I also drew a carriage with a guy in it and some birds using pen tool to cut them out. Then I added Nocturne, by Claude Debussy to create my singing soaring larks!

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Changed the colors a bit more, not sure which I like more... I am also going to be adding the "L" wax seal...

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I am still working on my next scenes...  I have the girl sitting in day waiting for her lion to change back into the man.... thinking of making a mountain brush for this one.. if I have the time to make it... we will see. I don't have any reference photos of mountains so it will be a little more difficult. I am thinking of a peach or wine color for it.

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Then switching to a warm yellow/brown I am doing him turning into a dove. I found the bird in a cage stamp at micheals.. thought it worked well, adding in the wax seal and candle holder (found in cosmo oddly enough). 

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I have the doves made, but already added back in nocturne but they feel like the lark so I am going to change them... other than that I have a cut out of the girl (im using pin tool and then printing it out and water-coloring them...). using my brush of trees, I am going to distort them inward to create this path for her seven year travels.. no wax seal?..maybe...

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Last but not least... I still don't know how I want this one really so I just fucked around and drew on it.... Good Kitty OUT!

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Sketches meh!

• These are my sketches, sorry at poor quality... I know, I am not cool (says Photoshop).   
• When that is all said and done I want to shoot large format in a style of my first image, then add color in with photoshop.... Is this too much? We will see. 
• Next is my basic rough sketch that I am enjoying. I am working with color based "drawings" and then I will be taking photos of Erica and editing in the format of "pen tool" to create a style like Kimi no Todoke. As we all know I love the "anime" style and the layering, except I want to use mixed media. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8AzEFia1UEY

fairy tale: the singing, soaring lark

http://www.familymanagement.com/literacy/grimms/grimms65.html


I wish to do this fairy tale because of my childhood love for Beauty and the Beast. The stark contrasts of the two stories are actually funny. I really love that Disney couldn't have a female die, but a man falling off a castle is fine?
Anyways the nutshell version of this story is as such:
A father is going on a journey and asks his three daughters what they want him to bring back: eldest two want diamonds and pearls, the youngest wants a singing soaring lark. The father favors his youngest and finally finds like lark in the forest on his way home. He goes to take it and a lion comes out and tells him he can have it for the first thing that greats him when he gets home. It is his youngest and she goes off to marry the lion who is actually a man at night and they live happily. In an unfortunate turn of events the lion turns into a dove for 7 years, she follows him through a drop of blood and a feather he leaves every 7 steps, but in the end she looses him. In the hunt the sun gives her a dress and the moon a egg that turns into some awesome chickens. She finds him cheating (he doesn't remember her) and trades the dress and eggs to get back with him only to realize the evil witch he was marrying was an actual which who was poisoning him. They escape and have a child and live happily ever after.

I am going to keep the motif of seven and the colors red and white. I have some sketches I will put up later. GOODBYE!

Ex 1. Pen tool

These are my pen tool exercises for class. I hope to get some feed back!... Or not.
Thanks ^_^