Today, we went to see the animation exhibit at Museum of Contempary Art Tokyo (MOT). It was a good exhibit but our translator was using a quiet voice while there were animated bits blasting out their music and voices, making her hard to hear. The exhibit covered Japanese animation from it’s very beginnings1 to the present day. Again for the most part, cameras were forbidden but towards the end of the exhibit they had a mock up of Lupin’s car from Castle of Cagliostro which they did allow you to take pictures of (but no flash allowed). In that same area, they also had some of the pre-production art and key-frame art from Porco Rosso, which was so damn cool! 😀
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Tag: sleep
Today we had a different instructor, Koshikawa-sensai, for our manga class. She demonstrated some more advanced screentone techniques and then they turned us loose to we could get started on our original work. I should note that during the previous night before falling asleep, I’d worked up a manga name (rough draft on normal paper) of what I thought I might like to draw for my original work. I did this because they kept encouraging us to use as many of the techniques that they’d taught us as we could. However I wasn’t too keen on the idea of trying to draw (and ink and apply screentones and cleanup and finish) a full strip in 2 days. So during class when they mentioned that we could do do just a character sketch if we wanted; I figured I had my out and set the manga name to the side to get started on the character sketch.
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Again I woke up before our alarm phone1 went off. I got up, dressed and enjoyed a breakfast of mizo soup and rice cakes with some strong Japanese coffee. I love the soup, the rice is okay but I’ve gotten used to it.
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I didn’t sleep so good last night, not quite sure why. I went to bed late and was completely exhausted but partially woke up a couple of hours before the alarm clock went off. My wrist braces1 were bothering my hands, so I took them off and tried going back to sleep. That sort of worked but it wasn’t really good sleep, as I was still somewhat awake. Though that did allow me to somewhat realize that I was dreaming while I was doing so. Unfortunately, I either had no control over the dream or I did and just never cared to change it. Also, I had the distinct impression that this was not the first time I’ve had this particular dream, though I cannot recall any other time that I’ve woken from this dream.
You’ve been here since the dawn of time itself, old timer, and you’ve been biding your time with your eye on the boss’s job.
You deserved to have a promotion. You’ve been here longer than anyone else. Your fingers have become craggy, and you see Excel spreadsheets when you go to sleep at night. More than half your life has been spent at budget meetings, advertising liason sessions, team-building seminars and pub lunches with people you hate. Yet for some reason you’ve been passed over every time in favour of younger, less competent workers.
No more. You’re at the end of your tether. Where’s your gold watch? Where’s your acknowledgement? Your raises? When does your time come around?
Your time is now, hombre.
Which Office Moron Are You?
Rum and Monkey: jamming your photocopier one tray at a time.