Comics tests 1-3

Presented here from most current to first. So far, I have three of them. I have two more ideas ready to work on soon, and then I'll have more yet! Right now, I'm focused on experimenting with different ways of presenting actual 3D comics, not flat comics. You can't appreciate the work without clicking Play.

Paint 3D tests

From Dec. 2020 to now, ideas have been floating in my head. The most current realization is my diorama test; they are all presented here in descending order. I'm now beginning to see more concrete possibilities. Stay tuned for upcoming stories! I've been posting these on YouTube and Twitter.

 

 

misao

što ćeš sad

kad ništa nemaš?

hrvatski nešto

Uvijek sam u istom mjestu

što želim ja ne znam, ali

jednog dana hoću stajati gore svima

u jednoj planini u kojem mjestu ću sve promatrati

Neću odgovoriti

Neću kontrolirati

Neću savjetovati

Color Town Gets a Makeover (for Fishdom contest 17 July 2020) #fishdom

Fishdom named characters	Fishdom’s word list (select a minimum of 10)
Sir-Paints-A-Lot (blue fish) Rosy Mary (pink fish) Colorful Caroline (rainbow tailed fish)	Pearl, sapphire, celebration; Paint, colors, holiday; Splash, rainbow, paint powder; Fish, best, friends; Clay, ocean, underwater; Blue, deep, gorgeous; Pink, beauty, brilliant; Fun, festival, aquarium; Vivid, festive, blooming; Shiny, bright, colorful

Jamie was a human in the world outside of the aquarium. He liked to sit by the edge of the table, his head propped up by his arms. For an hour or more, he could watch them swim and disappear behind the decorations he’d so carefully and strategically placed. He liked it best when he could see their heads or tails pop out, and he’d follow them wherever they moved next, making up stories in his head.

When he fed them, he’d laugh as they chased after the flakes spilling every which way. Perhaps he overfed them, but he didn’t care. They ate what they wanted and ignored the rest.

“Jamie,” his mama asked, “Should we do a makeover for the tank?”

“Yes!” he exclaimed, “And I have the most brilliant idea: I want it to be festive and blooming with color.”

“Any special occasion?” she asked, her smile having gotten wider.

“Yes. In India, they have the Festival of Color. They like to make the world shiny, bright and colorful. It’s where we’re going for our holiday, right?”

“Right.”

Soon, they left for Milbury, the next town over from Groversville where they lived. They had a specialty shop devoted to all things fish. It’s where he first met Sir Paints-A-Lot, Rosy Mary, and Colorful Caroline, though he never named his fish.

He’d picked the first two fish because they were a gorgeous blue and pink. He chose Colorful Caroline because of her tail which was blue, pink and yellow.

“Did you hear?” asked Colorful Caroline.

“Hear what?” asked Rosy Mary.

“Yes. What?” chimed in Sir Paints-A-Lot.

“Jamie’s going to make our home vivid with colors. I can’t wait!” exclaimed Colorful Caroline.

“Me, too!” said Sir Paints-A-Lot and Rosy Mary at the same time.

When Jamie explained to the owner what he wanted, Peter beamed. A new order had just arrived, and he’d been waiting to get his hands on it.

“I have just the thing for your celebration,” Peter said, “Follow me,” and, with a quick turn to his right, he led them to the back end of his shop.

“These just came in today,” he said excitedly. “I have a rainbow, a paint powder bag set, and some other fun things that have a splash of color on them. Look at these…”

He showed Jamie and his mom an elephant, a fish fountain, a beaver man in a suit, an alien, a boy and girl, an alligator couple, an octopus drummer wearing sunglasses, a stand with what looked like ice cones, a prawn on a pole, a clothes hanger, a fruit tree and, lastly, a mouse flautist.  Then he leaned down and picked up a couple of houses.

“We also have sidewalks! We bought these just in time for summer. What do you think?”

“Oh, yes, mom, please, can we get everything?” Jamie begged, already on his knees to get a closer look at these new decorations.

“Oh, I can just see what a thing of beauty the aquarium will be. So, yes, let’s do it!” she said.

“You’re the best mom ever!” Jamie exclaimed, piling the decorations into the basket Peter had pulled from a nearby shelf.

“Oh, look at this, mom, there’s a clam with a pearl in a bed of clay!”

“No,” she said, having turned it over to look at the price, “I’m sorry, but this one’s a bit expensive.”

“It’s a real pearl,” Peter explained.

Before they returned home, Jamie and his mom stopped at a small eatery for lunch. He ordered the tuna melt and his mom the octopus salad.

“Oh, I think it’s going to look gorgeous!” Colorful Caroline exclaimed to her best fish friends.

“Certainly festive!” agreed Sir Paints-A-Lot.

“Vivid, too, just like the ocean!” said Rosy Mary.

“Have you ever seen one?” Colorful Caroline asked.

“No, but I know it’s deep and blue.”

“I wish we had some paint powder to paint waves on the glass,” said Sir Paints-A-Lot.

“What a brilliant idea for our underwater adventures!” said Colorful Caroline.

As soon as his mom unlocked the door, Jamie rushed up to his room and spilled the decorations on his bed. Then he grabbed the fish scooper with one hand and, with the other hand, took the small cup and scooped some water in it. For a few minutes, he had to hunt around for his fish, who, scared by the sudden movement, had gone off in different directions.

When he had them safely out, he ran to the bathroom in the hall and grabbed a towel. He laid the towel on the table and placed the wet decorations on top, not noticing that his mom was standing by the door watching him happily.

Slowly, he placed the houses along the sides of the glass. Then he added the sidewalk in the middle before arranging the rest of the decorations up from the sidewalk, then on the left and right sides.

The fish couldn’t get a good look since the houses blocked their view, so they waited agitatedly against the side of the cup, wanting desperately to see their new home. At that moment, Jamie turned around.

“Mom! Come look!”

She quickly approached and said, “Wow, that’s so lovely! Now let’s see how the fish like it.”

Jamie scooped Sir Paints-A-Lot, Rosy Mary and Colorful Caroline on the first try; they weren’t resisting. Gently, he pushed the scooper through the water, removing it only when he was sure they were out of the net.

They scurried around the water looking at everything. They swam through things and came back out again. When they were done exploring, they met back in the center.

“I know what we should call our town now,” said Colorful Caroline.

“I think I know what you’re going to say!” exclaimed Sir Paints-A-Lot.

“Me, too!” shouted Rosy Mary.

“Then, let’s say it together,” Colorful Caroline said, “One, two…”

“Color Town!” they all shouted, looking up at Jamie and his mom looking down at them.

Just as quickly, they scurried away. Hugging him, Jamie’s mom gave him a kiss on the head.

“I’m so proud of you, honey,” she said, and Jamie beamed.

Fishdom Easter story 2020 (28 screenshots) #fishdom

Egypt

Wild West

Tropica

Spring Meadow

Beach

Spring Meadow

Spring Meadow

Egypt

Hawaii

Egypt

Greece

Japan

Pirate Ship and Moon

Middle Ages

Egypt

Spring Meadow

Spring Meadow

Spring Meadow

Egypt

Spring Meadow

Wild West

Primeval times and Farm

Spring Meadow

Spring Meadow

Spring Meadow

Egypt

Egypt

Wild West

bilješka za 105 pjesama iz Zatvorske bolnice u Zagrebu / a note for the 105 poems from the prison hospital in Zagreb

Bilo je oko zime 2017. / 2018. kad sam počela ih napisati. Istovremeno sam se vratila šetati i to mi je dalo puno nadahnuća. Nisam imala plan za pisanje, ali sam probala bez akcenta do pjesme 25. Vidim svoju bilježnicu i napisala sam "Writings from Zagreb" (Pisanja iz Zagreba) počeći s bilingvalnom pjesmom 30, a napisala sam na hrvatskome s akcentima počeći s brojom 31.

It was around winter 2017/2018 when I began to write them. At the same time I had returned to walking which gave me a lot of inspiration. I didn't have a plan for writing, but I tried without accents until poem 25. I see in my notebook that I wrote "Writings from Zagreb" (sic) starting with bilingual poem 30, and I wrote with Croatian accents beginning with number 31.