Compliment Sandwich

Stewie: Now, I’m going to do something I like to call the ‘Compliment Sandwich' Where I say something good, talk about where you need improvement, and then end with something good.

That's on of my favorite scene from Family Guy where Stewie starts his own company in his small room :D
Well It's been a long time since I posted some *sandwiches* on this blog.I've been very busy and lazy to put up a new post. But I've been active on the Facebook page of this blog. So make sure you subscribe to my Facebook page too [even if you don't like it]. I got myself a new laptop with a little better config compared to my MeaN-ManchinE. i5 processors does a pretty good job with ZBrush and Mental Ray rendering. I also got a job as a Web Designer, and lets hope things work out <3

Ok let me warm up:

1. Deadly Sun:

Deadly Sun. Very Initial Image

Deadly Son

I made two wallpapers. Both of the illustrate the concept of "Deadly Sun". The one in red, i named it as "Deadly Son". Huh! not much of a difference in name but the son one is more bloody. That orange like thing [son] in the middle is surrounded by alien like tentacles, which signify as the rays from the Sun.

T'was a pretty easy to made it in ZBrush and took me only half hour to build the base model of the concept I had in mind.

Following, I made a facebook cover for my profile, where I used this model:

Limelight

I named it 'Limelight' [since I'm under the influence of two son <3 ]

Hmmm...This gives me an idea, I think it's time for redecorate this blog.

2. Err...A Frog ?? As an *Angel*! Lmao :P

Frog Angel. I gotta find a better name for this masterpiece.

Pathetic right? :P

Side Project: Means f Taking Out Anger

Before Explaining this project, I would like to introduce to the reason and the idea behind this project.

Since a small crisis in my life, when I was in around 16, I have been a very angry son. My parents were very protective and resourceful. But since that point of time, well, I was going through a phase of life where we see things through our own eyes and by our mind set [the way we thing; or the pre-existing intellect which helps us to understand the world] gave reason to the happening in my life.

My parents think that what I'm watching, listening, speaking is going to make me a bad person. Watching wrestling, gore filled games, and other means of extremism which a kid gets to expose. They were wrong to decide that such things ruins one's mind. Because, now if I think back, I had a conscious to make a judgement. But still, they tried their best to fuck me up and restricting what I was exposed to. They way they thought I would emerge, never happened.

Adolescence, is a very state every one goes through, and leads an adolescent to insecurity if not guided well.

Ok given you the circumstance I was going through, I would come to the right point and the reason behind this subsidiary.

I still do puke out my anger very easily [well depending on the person I'm angry on], But I have found various *means* to release the fuel. Many of my loopholes [loopholes: "the things/situation which makes someone angry"] I have mend. But still, it's in my nature to express it, and I've many more things in lifetime to see and accommodate to.

By far, I had found many ways to deal and distract with my rage. First of all, gaming. It's the big one, I still spent much of my time on it. Now the reason of playing has changed, but it was there when I wanted. Music, to be precise, hard rock, metal, industrial, thrash. Bands like LP, Metallica were some my favorite in that point of time. Writing letter, drawing illustrations while sitting idle; although not as much interest I took as former, but I'm just mentioning them for completion.

Now this project is just going to be digital paintings [or some other digital form], through which I'm going to express my perception and character. I have no degree [da fucking recognition], no kind of background and no kind of sophistication in the field of expression through paintings. I'm just going to be myself would try my best to get help to express.

My first *Concept* is going to be about the fact that my parents [I won't say in general situation, but in my situation, as everybody has different experiences] never understood me and never trusted my attitude towards everything, and how I tried to make understand, although unsuccessful.

I have sculpted one of the components of the painting. Not very detailed, just the basic figurine. I would display here to make this post little more interactive [I've already blabbered a lot!].

I have named this sculpt "Society":

Enzo, Getting Bored

After spending two days doing nothing, just nothing, I have decided to stop working on Enzo. Aahh! Kinda tired of working on it. I'm just left with rigging the model and then well, animation. Well fuck with technical, I'm bored of life. Don't find pleasure in much things these days, gotta resurrect my passion.

ttyl :D
[ Don't feel like saying anything more ]

This Freaking Sunday

Currently It's 4:09 AM and full of sleep. Last night I overslept like 12hrs :P Had a lot of body pain and was not feeling to do anything but sleep :D

I tried going out for sometime, had a puff. Tried watching movies and American Dad, even after that I was not able to understand my impatience. What I realize that I was not trying to work or get busy with some stuff, just kill some more time relaxing. But it's our life, whatever we do, 'we do' with the constant of time passing by. Now it's up to you how you spend it. BTW, I woke up by 11am, the usual time, but was in no mood to sit before this machine today.

I started working on Enzo around 4pm. Probably, I think, I would blame all this fluctuation, because the day was Sunday. I fucking hate this day cause, first of all, mom is at home. All day long she just keep annoying about little stuff. Next thing would be the fact that it is Sunday, so some or the other person would jump back in home. One more reason would be, but I doubt it to be valid, is that in past couple of years, on weekdays we spent time in college, then we were left with weekends free, but with no activity. Maybe that state of mind still resides.

Usually I prefer spending out this day with friends, just for a ride in car or just a small walk around neighborhood [with at least two puff], or one of my favorite hobby, gaming :P I have spend a lot of time in my life playing games, and in my predicament, I have chosen games as my career. I would like to mention that I do not only know how to play games but I am also aware of the various sections of any game, how they are developed, what kind of personnel you would require [at least I know what kind of software he should know], how the whole project is managed. But the most important question is the concept. A car works only when you fuel up the tank with gas. In same manner, you would require a great story line, great concept art, great game play and interaction and finally a great look. I have spent a month thinking about this fuel. But I have also came up with a feeling that these games can be the next source of knowledge. People play games with such a great concentration that they would leave all the troubles behind and drown themselves in the depths of the fantasy. I won't say fantasy, would rather say, the scenarios, the NPC, the conversations, the wisdom involved while playing games really help the person to keep himself in other's shoes.

(I think I would continue this discussion later on when I would be in mood to type. Feeling awfully sick and sleepy)