Thursday, April 15, 2010


I wrote this for somebody. They are thoughts that don't make sense anymore. Even to me. It's called Willow

Show me real affection
I would still believe
When we sleep together
I still want to believe
My heart longs
To hear you talk
and the way u sing it
I try to talk
Hold my hand again
And walk with me
Into an aimless road
or into a bottomless sea
You've said its complicated
I don't want to know
How much you've hurt me
I'm still a blind willow,
Even I know..

We were made to do a 30 second animation of a drop dancing.This is pretty much it. there is no music and this is basically my first animation. So, it's pretty much raw. Don't mind!
FYI this is called stop motion animation.

The drops were animated in small increments between individually photographed frames, creating the illusion of movement when the series of frames is played as a continuous sequence. Compiled using Adobe Premiere software.


We exist in distant worlds
Bound by creepers that crawl
Our feet are frozen on sand
And our hearts are eaten raw
We lay in darkness
With thoughts that weigh us down
Our dreams are red
Our hands dream too.