I used MY natural resource to make a film about OUR natural resources.

A nine minute short that’s so full of charm and entertainment it feels like it’s two minutes.

A love story of a boy born with his heart inside of a snow globe. This award winning 1999 independent short was produced at Character Builders Studio in Ohio.

Found at Matt Williames blog.

Here’s an AM student film with some great animation in it. No sound, but who cares.

The third book sale has been another huge success. I’ve managed to off load a lot of books I simply wouldn’t have had the time to read again while passing them on to passionate artists and readers of On Animation. Blogging is so cool! While most of the books are gone, there’s still a few gems left. I dropped the prices a bit, so stop by and see if there’s anything there for you.

Source: Animation Progression Reels

Lots more at Nathan’s Vimeo Page.

The Gorillaz meets Hayao Miyazaki in this visually appealing trailer.

Drawing for me has never been a case of therapy because I was shy, or not outstanding in physical activities, or anything else. It was a compulsion. I carried a sketchbook day and night, because I could not stop drawing. To sell a sketch was a pleasure, because it meant a little less economic worry and more freedom to explore. But if I had not sold, I still would not have stopped.

To me line is something which one can explore endlessly, and which keeps me in a constant feeling of excitement and adventure. I know I shall never live long enough to say and do all I want in line. I can only hope to get up each day, bursting to push the exploration a little further. But line is useless if one has nothing to say with it. The artist must be driven with the desire to express something, and use any device to achieve it. He must be perverse. Everybody will want to mold him to their pattern. But in the end he has to satisfy himself — or spend his life trying to please other people.

If satisfaction with one’s work creeps in, the time has come to give up and take to prostitution. A sure sign that there is still hope is when one is miserable at not having met one’s own demands.

The hand is feeble and the artist has still to express with exactitude what his brain conjures up.

Some day it may be possible

-Ronald Searle

Image from Matt Jones, Perpetua.
Quote from Michael Sporn.