FInal paper

To begin this final project, I started with my interests. What is it that I like? What is popular yet holds personal meaning? I thought immediately of books. Reading is an enjoyable, comforting and wholly personal experience. The text within the covers is text available for you to interpret, the characters for you to imagine, the adventure for you to undergo.

So what do I do now that I've selected my desired subject? What aspect of reading could I possibly cover, all the while needing to show a process of progress? On an entirely personal level I've been evolving as a writer every day since my early years. Now, that to me shows progress. What better way to interpret my love of reading than with my own writings of the past?

I immediately went to my mom, scoured the house for all my past writings, and decided to put together an homage to myself, my own personal literature collected since the early years until now.

Now, several hours later, I sigh with mixed emotions, nostalgia dripping from every page, photograph, note, or memory. Ever since my childhood I seem to have been an imaginative child, always with writing of adventurous or perilous fiction. Some early stories being " Wishes with the Genie", "Soccer Troubles (with a sequel basketball troubles)", "The Big Race","Attacking ants", "The Sewer Adventure" and a couple of untitled works of adventure.

Perhaps the best way or maybe the only way to understand one's present is to go backward, self understanding being tied with one's life's experiences. I reflect on just how familiar everything feels although I'm reading the works of a boy twelve years ago that physically does not resemble this man. The brain works overtime, my eyes close, and suddenly everything goes back. I time travel to that moment, mentally the physical space expands and I am who I was. I am really not so different. I laugh as I see myself then and now. The switch in priorities aside, my character, or maybe that "inner child" people like to talk about lives strong. Just thinking I am the same corner-cutting dubious, gleeful boy spreads a smile wide on my face.

I peer at the clock, thirty one minutes until I submit my most modern work. The culmanation of all that has been, all that was written once, flowing into this paper. Ego is the ultimate project, every single act and choice a building to my character. It's funny how people state the "life is too short" because life is the longest thing one will ever do. You and only you are master of your domain, and only you have the remote to change yourself. My head is now thick with scraps of modest philosophical thought, tied in to endless mementos to my past.

I now think that this paper has little or nothing to do with...anything. It feels like a silly cop out, of course life is a project, unfortunately it is not tangible in any sort of growth sense except in my own brain, as I have obtained a sort of understanding of myself. As my third grade teacher put in my report card, "Occasionally Simon's work is compromised by speed, and needs frequent reminders to stay on task". But this to me is the point, and perhaps what I was most able to get from the class. It was not in any curriculum, but in your ability to have us think freely, to truly be ourselves.

A little introspection never hurt anyone I suppose, as I feel that life is the biggest and most blantant series of pimps, hacks and mods. And now this little boy, this teenager, and this college student has contributed yet another work to memory, and another modification to his life. Go in peace.

Yo Exzibit, Pimp my Hack Mod

Pimp- As a verb, it means to enhance or improve an ordinarily mundane object. Particularly with more color (like purple) and more texture or pattern (fluffy zebra print)
As a noun, a pimp is a manager of a series of women who sell themselves for cash. The cash is handed to the pimp in order to protect the hoes. Other exchanges would be sexual favors and drugs.

Hack- A word with several meanings, generally only with negative connotation. Whether professionally you are a hack, being a fake phony, washed up, useless, should retire. Or in a computer sense where frameworks are tampered with. There is generally a victim to hacking. However at times it can be used in an admirable way, like this video http://www.chooseurfun.com/beer-pouring-robot . This is quite a hack.

Mod - As far is improvements go it's a trendy way to say 'modification'. Like a hack; but different where instead of a victim there are only beneficiaries. It's a modification in that, it does not begin on original terms, but it positively alters or changes something already in existence. Like where Half Life was the original platform. They Hunger was a modification for that game. It adds new dimensions and new life to old things.

Wow! That's a Nice Product.

An old standby; the lightbulb.

My Cartoon with essay

Better late than never as my ol' grampy used to say. Depending on my time management skills I might re-post these looking a bit nicer.


Creating an original character, with its own personality, who is distinguishable, is the first major obstacle in cartoon drawing. There are many worm characters, so to fix this I used an 'unusual' pattern on his chest to show he was not generic, but rather an individual. As far as personality goes, I feel he reflects his creator more than being his own entity. From 'Jahova' as a curse word, to drinking black coffee and reading on a summer morning. Not to mention my fear of the Witnesses.

From panel to panel there is a certain passage of time. The first panel being picturesque, comforting and nice. Between these is an assumed accident. Chaos begins to ensue. Rage turns to fear by the third panel, where an unexpected surprise shows up. The overall feeling is changed as each box rolls by. Where happy but relatively boring turns to misfortune and cursing, the interest level rises. The climax is hit, the plot thickens. The surprise ending then hits *kapow*
The creepy, overly friendly men of the cloth interject. The mood swings and a more lighthearted tone is met. The mess becomes more or less irrelevant. Although many of actions take place in between, you freeze those that move the story along. Your imagination fills in the gaps that appear blank before panels. The invisible space is not so invisible, as it is colored with your mind.

The constancy of character varies, as i have only drawn him a few times. Lines were sloppy, as it was all done in a single draft. I used only a dark graphite where marker would appear better. Perspective and third dimensions lack any logical physical boundaries, and those damned curtains move in the invisible breeze as the window breathes in and out. It's consistent enough, but sloppy. Even if I were to rescan the photo's the drawings would not improve.

An assignment long long ago in a semester far away.

Heres the scan i was supposed to do like 2 months ago.

I drew it whilst bored in class

and about putting a KIC scan on here. nobody likes the KIC scanner.

Chessilosophy

Updated Slice Of Nature