The title is pretty much it. And it is true there is no point in regret. But that doesn’t stop it from happening.
Apparently they made a flipbook of a shot from “Evolution in the First Person” for SIGGRAPH ’99 when my animation was in the show reel. Joe Geigel found this and gave it to me.
Overhead shot. Woman climbs onto one side of a bed. Medium shot, side view. Nightstand in the foreground – a jewelry stand with two rings. Rake focus to woman lying in the bed. She turns from her back toward the
There’s probably a word for this feeling in some other language. This feeling of emotion built up and stuck. “Uptight?” Nope. It’s like a pressure cooker. Last night was fitful sleep…as in I kept having fits. At one point I
Imagine a three foot wide walkway suspended at a great height. It’s solid. But you can see over the edge the potential for a great fall. You’re in no danger, other than your own body threatening to trip you up.
What to do if/when I grow up? The boys are at a point where I am not so necessary to them. They can take care of themselves. So the “mother” role is changing. My day to workaday day is fairly
So in the same way one sets up the key frames and then figure out the tweens, pacing, ease-in and out, so can the narrative be set. I hadn’t thought about it that way until I asked the candidate if
I think it was Timmerman who advised me to figure out the ending and then work my way to it. I remember him waxing despondent about how we would go on and not remember him. I didn’t know he had
Sprang for a massage chair. In the absence of regular sex, this is the best thing ever. The stroke was three (?) years ago, and since then I’ve had a bunch of problems. Tendonitis of the hip, a lower back