This is a project I cooked up while in my first DIGM class of the year at ETSU. It was a storytelling sequence in which we had to add sound effects and other things like voice acting, and tell a story in 3 minutes roughly. This was my project. It was a freelancer and a couple of his friends who are hired to return a ship Navigator along with a combat droid to a docked starship. Got criticized that this was more movie like but I guess I can’t win them all. Got a good grade, so that counts.
Little did I know this would be one of the cornerstones for developing Dawnstar as time went on. My characters would morph into more original versions and veer off into something that I would be pleased with. It’s interesting to look back and see how far it’s come from simple sketches and this storyboard concept, even.
This was something I was doodling on my tablet this evening. I’ve just felt isolated a bit and though I have people to talk to here at ETSU, it doesn’t feel real deep and I don’t think I feel like I fit in to do something more. My mind kind of wandered to doing something impactful with a girlfriend figure by my side; I usually draw my OC Jennifer in that role, but I guess the Sheena character from Tales of Symphonia was in my head at the time. Not sure how to find that at college, but it doesn’t seem like it’s going to happen from hanging out in a Christian outreach group, that’s for sure.
I always pass something of this sort when going through ETSU, but this is the first time I saw it in an open space that wasn’t a classroom building. Sounds like there was a fun party going on, not much to say otherwise.
When I was hanging out with my friend at Sherrod library, we found this random carrot half-stuck in the trash can on the way out. And this wasn’t a small carrot either; this was like a 1-foot kind in the big bags in the produce section.
Both of us were definitely baffled, and she couldn’t figure out why someone had a carrot in there in the first place. Third floor I believe.
Something I did at the expense of a friend. They were always being random and silly, and I decided to show them what their silliness does when plugged into a Java program. This was the result of that; the values are supposed to be only taken by numbers, but crashes when her “OMG ITS MREE” is typed in instead.
Sorry, you’re not getting your test scores, it looks like.
Also, the background of the command prompt window is white because the teacher wants paper printouts of your work. I’m not a neat weirdo or anything like that.
I’ve always heard people talk about pranks and nonsense that people pull off from being at ETSU. I’ve never seen any of these pranks occur or their aftermaths. Just the tales from students a few years later.
This wasn’t the case.
On this particular morning while going to class, I spied this out-of-place traffic cone on top of a lamp near Lamb Hall. I have no idea how that got there, but that’s…creatively placed.
Ended up in Nashville this weekend due to some family coming to see the sights. I’ll get you a detailed log sometime of what I saw and whatnot. I will say I saw a few interesting things, strangely. All of them are flip phone quality, but better some than none, right?
When my cousin and I were heading back to his dorm in Governor’s Hall, we were going up the stairwell and ran into this scene. Medhavin effectively dubbed it as a “Goldfish murder scene”, as it looked like someone took a bunch of the Goldfish crackers and smashed them into the floor.
Whoever you Goldfish are, rest in peace.
More Skype doodles when talking to my sister. This conversation revolved around her being annoyed how something very abstract could be counted as art. I jokingly told her I could make an abstract art about monsters going “XD”. This was the final result.
It’s about the 2nd week of classes here at ETSU, and I’m finding that I’m talking to my sister a lot more. Specifically online with Skype; even talking to my brother and sometimes my Mom. It’s been a real interesting experience.
I don’t know when or where it happened, but I got into the habit of trying to sometimes draw my sister’s colloquialisms that she’d mention. One of these was her complaining how she didn’t want to eat squash curry, saying how it was “looking back at her”. My mind got into work and produced this image.