After 4 days of staying up late, hardcore painting, and wrestling with a uncooperative scanner, I finally finished my Howl’s Moving Castle tribute for the Ghibli Jam 2014! It was difficult choosing what I wanted to paint, but I am so happy to finally produce something and contribute to the celebration of Studio Ghibli stuff! :)
More WIP of my Howl’s Moving Castle tribute for this year’s Ghibli Jam! You can sort of tell I’m a little scatterbrained and jump around a lot when painting. Anyways, if I really push it, I think I can finish in the early A.M. or tomorrow!
I’m participating in the Ghibli Jam (if you like to draw, you should, too!) and I thought, “Oh I love Howl’s Moving Castle so much. I will do a tribute. I’ll do the dream tunnel scene.This will be a good idea. Annette, you a genius.”
Many hours and sketches later, I’m living an inking nightmare and I’m starting to regret this. haha, oh man, and my booty be cramping something fierce. I’m really determined to get this done before the Ghibli Jam is over (March 9th), which is good since I haven’t been motivated to do anything for a while. Plus, I really really love this film. It’s one of those “go big or go home” situations.
I couldn’t sleep, so I decided to just stay awake and clean up my portfolio work. The unrefined version was posted a few months ago, so I just wanted to update a better version.
This is just based on how my mom grew up in Seoul during the ’60s. It wasn’t easy growing up the youngest out of 5 in an unstable, post-war 3rd world country. Everyone was really poor back then, but her father was an irresponsible alcoholic so it was even more difficult to get by. I remember she would tell me stories from back in the day. Like how much she hated school uniforms, taking the packed bus to school where teachers were allowed to hit students, and never having enough of things that people don’t even think about today.
Mom also told me about how much she craved this one traditional candy(뽑기/bbopki), but she never had the money for it (usually 1,000 won so around $1). It’s made out of caramelized sugar and baking soda. Once this mixture’s heated, it’s pressed into a lollipop shape and stamped with a pattern like a heart or star. The deal is if you can eat around the pattern without breaking it, you get another one for free! It’s very sweet and tastes similar to a toasted campfire marshmallow. It’s a nostalgic sweet for many people, mainly the older generation. My imagination sort of ran with her story, and I put my mom in a much nicer environment- an environment I wished for her where she wouldn’t have to worry about not being able to afford something so simple. She’s not a perfect person by any means, but she deserves hills of them.
Just breaking in a new sketchbook and doodling around for ideas to make a business card… I included some neat facts, too! I used to eat a lot of rock candy and konpeito growing up, but I can’t seem to eat sweets like I used to anymore. My handwriting and inking skills are HORRIBLE. Sorryyy~
◤ Social Networking/Art Sites ◢
new DeviantArt account
twitter (I don’t use this a lot. I just use it to keep track of advice/insight from pro Illustrators who hang out there or promote something I made.)
I think that’s all I have so far. I’m just working on editing/uploading more work and making new work while I wait to hear back about my grad app. Look for other jobs (I didn’t get a position I interviewed for recently). Sometimes vegetating. You know. Life.
Artist: StarsAlbum: Set Yourself On FireTrack: Calendar GirlPlays: 2,665
Stars | Calendar Girl
I dreamed I was dying; as I so often do
And when I awoke I was sure it was true
I ran to the window; threw my head to the sky
And said whoever is up there,please don’t let me die
Some of the worst things for me is the smell of masking fluid and struggling to open the bottle for 10 minutes only to get a giant, coagulated glob of it on your hand. It was upsetting, but I use it because it gets the job done. Anyway, this is something that I’m currently working on. I should upload WIPs/pictures more often because I’m not active enough in posting, well, anything.
I’ve fallen in this post-grad depression/art rut. I spend a lot of nights thinking back, reassessing everything, and wondering what’s going to happen to me. How the world moves on too fast. How people seem to have it together. Before I know it, it’s 6 AM and I end up not sleeping.
Today, I was editing my website and found this picture I took of one of my prints in the department glass display from last December.
My senior port professor asked the class to provide a print for the display. I couldn’t help feeling a giddy seeing my artwork in the case for everyone, both students and professors, to see. It’s probably not up there anymore (hopefully my professor kept it). What’s it like to be acknowledged for what I was capable of? To be happy with what I’m doing with my life? How far could I go?