I’ve been working on learning Maya the past few weeks but i haven’t been producing anything new with blender or anything much else. Currently I’m struggling through my final architecture assignment for the semester, and I’m not too happy with it.
Based on quotations from the book Hard Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World, by Haruki Murakami. Acrylic on paper. I need to get better photos of them but these work for now.
“You’re wrong. The mind is not like raindrops. It does not fall from the skies, it does not lose itself among other things. If you believe in me at all, then believe this: I promise you I will find it. Everything depends on this.”
“I believe you,” she whispers after a moment. “Please find my mind.”
“Presently, I sense within me the slightest touch. The harmony of one chord lingers in my mind. It fuses, divides, searches—but for what? I open my eyes, position the fingers of my right hand on the buttons, and play out a series of permutations.
After a time, I am able, as if by will, to locate the first four notes. They drift down from inward skies, softly, as early morning sunlight. They find me; these are the notes I have been seeking. I hold down the chord key and press the individual notes over and over again. The four notes seem to desire further notes, another chord. I strain to hear the chord that follows. The first four notes lead me to the next five, then to another chord and three more notes. It is a melody. Not a complete song, but the first phrase of one. I play the three chords and twelve notes, also, over and over again. It is a song, I realize, I know.”