a resurrection story

A frozen human figure is trapped in stone, and exists in an ethereal and simple world. It is as if the figure were between two mirrors facing each other, with smaller figures just like it fading into the background. It is an art piece, or so we think, and we move more closely in to admire the figure closest to the foreground. As we close in, we see that it is a person struggling to break free from the stone that entraps it. Its neck muscles strain and stretch, its arm and legs tense and seize. The repeating figures do the same.

The endeavor seems to be all but a lost cause, but then the stone faults. Crumbled pieces of marble lay at the figure's feet, and it steps out of the space it was trapped in. The figures ascend through and to another plane, literally lifting themselves up through a floor, defying the laws of physics. Triumphantly, they turn their gazes upward to something unseen.

Heather's Story

Open to a TARDIS-like creation sitting under a jacaranda tree. The setting is calm and serene. The jacaranda flowers have fallen all around the TARDIS . Birds chirping, or some other calming noise, can be heard in the distance. Out of nowhere, a magpie swoops in and rams the TARDIS. The TARDIS leaves the tree and goes through a series of various "wrong places," for example, on a train track with a train approaching. The last scene the viewer sees a wide view of a baseball game. You can hear all the crowd noise. You hear the crack of a bat. The ball hits the side of the TARDIS. Zoom in on the ball and hear the TARDIS door open. Hand picks up the ball. Fade to black.


Also, just in case anyone is curious: Wikipedia pages for the TARDIS and Doctor Who.

Pics and Words

Some good preliminary drawings Tuesday –
Flower pressed against window, etc.
Storyboard 1 ready for class next T 2/7. 
Change to original post:  So much to do, don't worry about posting images to blog just yet.