Being Struck with Inspiration

Inspiration can come to someone at anytime and anywhere. This project in particular was inspired by an iconic moment from a Super Smash Bros. Invitational Tournament in 2014. As the game itself launched, it was highly anticipated by fans (myself included) to be involved.

The picture above is the thumbnail of an animation I made a while ago. The intention was to make the character an announcer/host with robust and vigor. Needless to say, the hair is pretty spot on for that.

Viral moments only come when the unintentional is executed or when something truly amazing happens. This is good example of sharing both of those traits. Making animations to accommodate for a voice over is rather common on the internet these days; podcasts, let's play's, shows, you name it.

The hype from this moment makes the motivation skyrocket and the will to make something because of that. Not only did I aspire to make some creative but I made it having fun wholeheartedly throughout the whole process. We conjure countless ideas as artists, yet there are very few that we find fun and even though it may not be what we really wanted, it's still fun, is it not?

Beginnings

The origins of our craft can come from the most strange of places and at times where we never expect them to be. Mine in particular, as far as animation falls under this category. Give a 13-year-old some LEGO, his parents' camera, and his imagination, and you'll give him an door of opportunity worth checking out. Stop motion still is one of my favorite forms of animation to this day. There is a certain charm about it that makes it fun to watch regardless. My reflection on the whole experience was blind confidence and having fun. Even though I didn't know thoroughly of what I was doing, it didn't stop me in my tracks when I started. Animation--among countless things--is a process where it's absolutely necessary to just box yourself in between you and your goal and block out any and all distractions. I only did this a couple times when I was 13, and then it came back to me again between my times as a junior and senior in high school. Despite the primitive techniques I used, it gave me such joy to simply go out and show people what meager creation I made just for the fun of it. I did not think much of it at the time for I was still in a state where I did not know of what to do with myself after I graduated. Even now, after a year and a half into art school, I'm trying to figure that out. I've heard other experiences and anecdotes about how much time one spends jump from one career path to another before they can even consider themselves satisfied with themselves, and some don't even get there. My general view of things as of now is that you never know where you going to end up, and that you never know anything unless you give it a try.