Spent some time in Red Hook over the weekend; went to say goodbye to that institution of a watering hole Bait & Tackle, followed by a visit into Sunny's (where yesterday's photos originated), and finally dinner and some time with friends who sing at Hope & Anchor, also soon to be no more. This is… Continue reading Jolly sketches of karaoke time at the diner
Month: January 2018
Textures in an empty backyard in Red Hook
a jaunty little row of art nouveau trees
Focal lengths and depth of field on pencil drawings
The red oak that dwarfs the big barn
Another drawing in service to the animated short I'm working on. This is one I did last weekend, and I'm hoping to get the barn and silo illustrated from at least one point of view this weekend. Also: fences. I'm looking into learning more about the puppet tool in After Effects, too, so that I’ll… Continue reading The red oak that dwarfs the big barn
A small woods, cloaked in the lonesome air of winter
A Snow Story [in progress] from Elizabeth Daggar on Vimeo. Here are the bare beginnings. (And more Ravel, as it happens.) For context, see this post and this post.
Everything pales as it recedes
Here is a fox. This is a study or start of the character design process. He will appear in the animated short I've undertaken to create. I've still not done any story boards, nor have I a story set in my mind, but I do tend to get ahead of myself with these things. Below… Continue reading Everything pales as it recedes
The dream of many waltzes
I had one of those odd coincidences earlier this week. At my new job, we are sometimes availed of complimentary tickets to events— for example this week it was attendance to a two o'clock performance of Ravel's Bolero (and two other pieces, but that was the star) by the NY Philharmonic on Jan 20th. It just… Continue reading The dream of many waltzes
This winter has conspired to plant seeds for a story
I've embarked on a project that has decided it wants to be something much larger than I'd planned, which is awfully exciting (to me). What began yesterday as just a few drawings of trees and birds to layer into another snowscape has planted the seeds of a short film, a proper story. The spark has… Continue reading This winter has conspired to plant seeds for a story
It is quiet, and all the city’s a snow globe this bright morning
I've been given a snow day from work on account of this storm (referred to by meteorologists as a Bombogenesis, Bomb Cylone, and Winter Storm Greyson). It has settled in Brooklyn in the form of a persistent and blanketing snowfall out the window all morning, and not a soul around. It inspired me to make… Continue reading It is quiet, and all the city’s a snow globe this bright morning







