2021
INTO SPACE
Winner of 2021 Korean education group BNW competition
I edited 'spaceman' model for personal project.
This work is one of the trilogy projects.
I worked on it based on my past experiences and tried to visualize fragments of my impressions and thoughts from Ágnes Hranitzky's movie 'THE TURIN HOUSE'.
I mostly used blender and rigging parts for maya, after that I exported to alembic. And for sound, I referred to radiohead's 'fitter happier'. If you are interested in the script, I would appreciate it if you could read it.
For fast viewports and avoiding heavy mesh, I use alpha texture and shader animation.
blackhole and nebula were shade node based texture mixed with volume shader.
I saw so many tutorials and mix them together.
Spaceman was difficult to rig. Because of cables. I solved them with hook and used constraints in maya(I lost maya file, because it was trial version. I have only alembic file).
Warp was simple UV trick. Rig mixed with UV projection and blender shade node.
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Script
INTO SPACE
I was once locked in a corner of the room.
The room had a large window outside, and beyond it grew a large tree full of branches scattered by the wind, making it a picture of a quiet room.
The room was about 72 square feet small and had only a high ceiling, but it was dark even during the day because the lights were not turned on.
I don't really remember whether there was a clock in the room.
In that room, I had closed my eyes and lowered my head to hide it between my legs, so the things that filled the wall seemed meaningless. In the dim redness of darkness, the walls expanded away, and I shrank endlessly.
"Am I in space?"
At some point, I started to think that way.
This is a space that expands infinitely, and I was an organism that was dying in it.
I thought the room was like the space.
My hands, unable to grasp the distance, were as insignificant as branches outside the window.
This place, built solely for frustration, threw me into space.
In my dream, I conquered the world. The servants blew the trumpet, and the people sang blessing.
The world knelt down, and my chamber was full of gold. The days of the Taiping Era fluttered like ashes, and as the years went by, the king grew old and bent.
One day, he lost his breath after greeting the world in his chamber.
I could not open my eyes in this room until the faint light was obscured by the cap of the coffin held by my children's dignified hands.
Somewhere dark, my kingdom disappeared underground. I thought a black coffin looked like the space.
Even in the indifferent darkness, that eye light, which flies with light, landed safely on the moon.
When I landed from eye light, I made a large footprint on the moon, but soon the moon turned black and hid itself in pitch black.
I could only hold my neck in my hands and sob.
In Turin in the past, a horse that had been beaten by someone is revealed under a streetlamp where the lights went out.
He hugged the child, but I couldn't feel it.
I could only look at them wailing.
"If there is a god, please, take them in the light, and wipe away their tears."
Many hands just brushed against each other.
The lecture hall was crowded.
The lecture hall was crowded.
Scientists, artists, critics, film directors, priests, monks, pastors, entrepreneurs, killers, doctors. Everyone revolved around and then held their breath.
Then I opened my mouth.
"I was foolish, ignorant, and arrogant."
But there was no sound.
The audience is no longer visible.
Light comes down from the window.
There was a clock.
There was a clock.
It's 06:15.
The dawn came.
