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Tuesday, March 25, 2014

First time with Anime Studio Pro

Hey out there, I'm back from outer space!. I keep planning to get back to this. But, you know.....WEED. Lol, any how,  i was fumbling around in these internets and I found a little program called Anime Studio Pro. Animation has never really been something I was interested in. I love all art, but looking at it from the outside, it looked...well, tedious. And boring. 28 frames per second sounds like a way to punish a person.
  Anyway I decided to fumble around with Anime Studio, especially after
I saw a YouTube tutorial about how ready it is to use Photoshop to import existing artwork.
  What happened next gives me an idea about heroin or crack addiction. I misplaced hours then days giving motion to my portfolio. I'm not about to create the next Simpsons, but I have made myself smile by giving  life to some stuff that I had never imagined in motion.  Or with voices. I mean, once they start moving I needed to hear them. This is also when I realized most of the things I draw don't sound like me. Atleast not in my head.
  Don't know who I'd recommend Anime Studio Pro to. Most of the people I know who are into animation already love it or hate it. So I'll try this. It is possible to create
 wonderful art with ASP. But it ain't easy. But with some effort It is definitely worth it. I'll post some YouTube videos when I get up. Its been a long night.
  

Thursday, November 28, 2013

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Sunday, September 15, 2013

Endgame


Steaming blacktop by the overpass
A stalking ground for johns and whores
Don't stop walking boy you'd be a dam fool!
They just want to make you famous
Not like Amos, posthumously
So ride and die the fare is cheap
As are the thrills if you like the nasty
I saw a guy I used to play chess with today
He was down to eighty six pounds
I couldn't hold back my tears
He was too weak but for one last game
As I moved his pieces across my last gift 
To this extinguished golden soul
The onyx of pink and black
A favorite of the ancients
Pools of my tears reflect sorrow and loss
Recognition faded from eyes dead and still
I had him in check hours ago, but my last thoughts 
Of this friend of such gentle demeanor
Would be a proud king standing
I'm sure if the roles were reversed he'd do no less for me
I'm satisfied with the memory of the good times
I reserve in honor with one final tear
And my last word to an ascended soul
Stalemate

Wednesday, September 4, 2013