New year, new class schedule

I’m really loving it. There’s less time for unrelated-to-graphic-design subjects and a little more focus to what we should be working on. So now we have a total of 6 hours for Illustrator and 6 for Photoshop. 3 for printing like usual, but I don’t really like it but its necessary so okay. I’m really glad there’s less history subject now. It’s nice but it gets complicated because of my lack of Italian.

I’ve had a really fun day today even though we had history for the first two class hours. I think I’m able to talk to the teachers a little clearer now and they’re helping me improve my language (meaning more grammatical book photocopies for me, but okay). Time really went by fast during that class.

Over Illustrator class we worked on making a unique looking outline to be printed as a folder. The professor had these really cool books with him all the time; just looking at the cover is really interesting. He let me have a look at it because I was the first one to finish the basic folder so I can have the inspiration to make a more complicated one.

So I made a puzzle piece-inspired folder. It took a while to sketch out how it would work out because I wanted the “piece” to stay together so it won’t open when not used. Doing it on Illustrator was a little easier though and I was able to finish and print it on A3. The professor then asked me to cut out my little paper folder to see how it would turn out. I felt really accomplished when I closed it and it “locked”. Too bad I wasn’t able to take a picture.

I also finally finished the drawing I’ve been working on. Check out “Vanity” on my art blog :3

I’ve been having a lot of inspiration lately, but I’m starting to have a little too much ideas. I’m now 100% sure that I’ll do Nanowrimo this year, its the too much drawing ideas that bothers me. Now I wish I didn’t see the Everyday Matters drawing challenge; I’m wishing I have a lot of paper, lots of gel pen, and a century-worth of time…

I guess I have to pause the sketches in school for now. I need to start plotting for this year’s novel. I’m kinda inspired to let it out for sale now… I hope the inspiration stays though. Read sypnosis here

Dream

I found myself walking through the streets of a huge Kingdom that was surrounded by water. Perhaps it was late afternoon, for despite the absence of the sun, the skies gave an orange glow somewhere in the horizon. People were everywhere; smiles across their faces; children running around bearing gifts of some kind. I kept walking in no particular direction, until I stumbled upon a wide table where things that looked familiar to me were placed on.

I realized I was a merchant. People looked at the things with wonder and curiousity, some bought, some didn’t; but nevertheless, everything was fine. I saw another thing among the things I was selling; it was a page of my sketchbook, a drawing of a landscape. There were mountains, tall grasses dancing in the motion of the winds, and a dense forest just ahead. I grabbed the paper with my both hands, examining it carefully, until I decided to sell it for a small amount. I did not think anyone would buy it anyway.

But the night was just beginning, and everything changed within the blink of an eye.

There was fire somewhere, and the skies now seemed it was burning as well, replacing the orange glow into a bright, fiery, shadows watching from the distance. Villagers ran to hide; the Kingdom was under attack.

A huge building stood at the very center of the Kingdom. Not a castle, but more like a church. There was a bell tower, and it rang and rang, its deafening metal sound echoing from miles and miles throughout the dark sea.

We ran towards the church, but not to hide, but to protect it. I was just a merchant, but I knew well enough how to use a sword. There were many of us — from villagers to Kindgom soldiers — standing steadily over the slanted roof.

Then they appeared.

Demonic women with wings, piercing eyes, and screetching wails flew over the church, all over the Kingdom. No one knew where they came from, and the happiness that once dwelled in everyone’s faces were immediately replaced by fear. I heard windows shutting, even if it was useless. They were not harpies, no, but something else we never know.

Something rose over the skies, thin and suddenly wrapped in flames — spears — showering above the Kingdom. It was the end of everything, and the last thing I knew, I was protecting a helpless dog from the fiery showers, and the piece of drawing drifting in the winds.

(Source: cloudbearer)