发信人: soulfox (零四通信·我有我型|毕业论文搞定), 信区: ANSI
标 题: 送给所有在人生中飘泊的人
发信站: 日月光华 (2008年06月08日14:47:32 星期天), 站内信件
飘,这个作品是从07年10月就开始构思了,也就是画《飘泊》(x-7-1-16
-13-15)那幅图的时候,脑子里就开始构思了,当时还给chess说要画一
幅飘泊的动画。。直到今日,已经7个月,半年多了,才完成,期间剧本
构思颇久,而实际的实现过程还算不长,零零星星加起来也就一个星期左
右,尽管实现过程中也对剧本进行了很多修改。不过整个制作的过程想到
就让人觉得振奋。
一共四个场景,构思中想要实现将飘渗入每一个元素之中。一朵小花独自
发芽成长,可知其种子何以飘泊如此?看似落下脚,独自就这样守在一个
陌生的地方,但却不得不忍受风霜日晒的沐浴;那个小人,早已经出现在
我以前的画中了,无形却又似人形,慵懒却又立而不屈,定形却又飘忽不
定,是我却又不像是我,其实是那朵悄悄绽放的小花自己,是自己捧着自
己,自己照顾自己,而仰头望向天空,和天空中飘浮的云。。。
天空中飘浮的云看似变幻无穷,飘动无形,然而换一个场景,换一个角度
看,它却依然在哪里;而相反,飘流瓶看似被冲上沙滩,告别其飘泊的命
运,但其胸怀中仍然汹涌,仍然翻腾,仍然宁可翻覆坠落海底,也依然顶
风向前,即使最后仅仅是留下些许泡沫,且身躯早已难以寻觅。。
但可知那泡沫充满的是回忆,是其飘泊万里而来所携带的无形证据,幻化
成光,幻化成风,幻化成在风中驰过的雀鸟。雀鸟是要飞到何地,我想它
自己也许也不知道,可能某一天累了,会停下来;片刻的停留,停下来享
受秋风吹过的阳光,和掺杂虫鸣的麦香,然后继续飘泊;飘泊的感觉就是
永远也感受不到身在何处。。
就像从高空中坠下,坠下,慢慢地,缓缓地坠下,穿过云层,背向几千米
以下的大海,微笑,自由地随风摆动,飘逸,直到最后坠入海里,但却依
然没有结束,是继续在水中下沉,还是幻化成泡沫飘浮上升。。
飘浮没有季节,就像这四个场景中经历的春夏秋冬一样,就像坠入了第五
个季节,飘浮在看似繁华,丰满和喧嚣的包围中,充满幻想,童趣和神秘
的氛围,却隐含虚无,飘渺和轻浮。在这种明知是虚无的环境下,仍然自
由的驰骋与翱翔,这是多么的享受和慵懒啊。
整个创作的过程,一开始,可能只是几幅已经成形的画面,这些画面毫不
相关,却又有着某种联系,某种一瞬间就能转化过来的契机,而这一切都
是随机的,都是任其自由去想象,自由去构思的。
不知道说了这么多难懂的废话,有没有人能像我这个怪人一样去理解。。
可能只有我才是时时刻刻都独自飘泊的人,即使没在飘泊,也在憧憬着飘
泊,或者回忆着飘泊。。
算是留给我,和所有即将离开校园即将飘泊在人生中的毕业生的一份礼物
吧。
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Sender: Soulfox Zero Four Communication I have my own style and my graduation thesis is finished, message area: ANSI
Title: To all those wandering in life
Sending site: Sun and Moon Guanghua June 8, 2008 14:47:32 Sunday, site mail
Gone with the Wind This work was conceived in October 2007, that is, the painting Gone with the Wind x 7 1 16
13 15 When I was making that picture, I started to conceive it in my mind. At that time, I told Chess that I wanted to draw it.
A Wandering Animation It has been 7 months, more than half a year, until today, and the script has not been completed.
It took a long time to conceive, but the actual implementation process is not that long. The bits and pieces add up to only about a week.
Right. Although many modifications were made to the script during the implementation process, the entire production process thought
It makes people feel excited
There are four scenes in total. In the conception, I want to achieve the idea of infiltrating floating into every element. A little flower alone.
Sprouting and growing, one wonders why its seeds are wandering like this, seeming to have settled down, staying alone like this.
It’s a strange place, but I have to endure the wind, frost, and sun. The little man has already appeared there.
I hit the mark in my previous paintings: formless yet human-like, lazy yet upright and unyielding, shaped yet erratic.
It is definitely me, but it doesn’t look like me. In fact, it is the little flower that blooms quietly. It is held by myself.
Take care of yourself and look up at the sky and the clouds floating in the sky
The clouds floating in the sky seem to be endlessly changing, floating invisible, but change the scene and change the angle.
Look, it's still there. On the contrary, the bottle seems to have washed up on the beach, bidding farewell to its wandering life.
Luck, but his mind is still turbulent, still churning, still willing to capsize and fall to the bottom of the sea, still resisting
The wind is moving forward, even if only a little foam is left behind in the end, and the body is already hard to find
But we know that the bubble is full of memories, the invisible evidence that it has brought with it after traveling thousands of miles.
It turns into light, turns into wind, turns into a bird flying in the wind, wherever the bird is going to fly, I miss it
I may not know it, but I may be tired one day and stop for a moment to enjoy.
Receive the sunshine blown by the autumn wind and the fragrance of wheat mixed with the chirping of insects, and then continue to wander. The feeling of wandering is
Never feel where you are
Like falling from a high altitude. Falling slowly. Falling slowly. Through the clouds. Thousands of meters away.
The sea below smiles and sways freely with the wind, elegant until it finally falls into the sea, but still remains
It's not over yet. Will it continue to sink in the water, or will it turn into bubbles and float up?
Floating has no seasons, just like the spring, summer, autumn and winter experienced in these four scenes, it is like falling into the fifth
Each season floats in the seemingly prosperous, plump and noisy surroundings, full of fantasy, childlike interest and mystery.
The atmosphere contains nothingness, mistiness and frivolity. Even in this environment where we know it is nothingness, we still feel comfortable.
The galloping and soaring of freedom is such an enjoyment and laziness.
The whole creative process may just start with a few pictures that have been formed. These pictures have nothing to do with it.
Related, but there is some kind of connection, some kind of opportunity that can be transformed in an instant, and all of this
It's random, and they're all freely imagined and conceived.
I don’t know if anyone can understand it like a weirdo like me after saying so much incomprehensible nonsense.
Maybe I’m the only one who wanders alone all the time. Even if I’m not wandering, I’m still longing for it.
Drifting or reminiscing about wandering
It is a gift left to me and all the graduates who are about to leave campus and wander in life.
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It is mentioned in the masterpiece of soulfox Zero Four Communication: I have my own type of graduation thesis:
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'Love China
Welcome the Olympics
by soulfox
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