February 9th
For the animation workshop, I bought some neodymium magnets with bolt holes, put screws through and fixed wooden pegs as handles. This will make the magnets easier to move and will help cut down on the number of crushed fingers. :P
Thursday, February 10, 2011
40/365: Sixteen neodymium magnets
Monday, January 31, 2011
29/365: Workspace
January 29th
A bit dark. I need to get more lamps in here.
I was in all weekend working on the project that's hung up on the line there, so that's why my latest photos are badly lit and boring. That's DS9 on the screen, btw, I need something to glance up at while I draw, and there's nothing like a good old cheesy space opera. I was going to watch SG-1, actually, since I've seen DS9 already but it was just as bad as the movie.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
8/365: At home with perch and burbot
January 8th
I like to say I'm currently unemployed, but the actual truth is that I'm freelancing. It's nice, because I have lots of time to go outside and take pictures, but some days I do have to sit down and make a deadline.
The illustrations I've been doing recently are all going into schoolbooks, so it is rather important that the perch looks like a perch and that the burbot is not missing its fishy goatee. Enter my vast collection of picture reference books. That's an encyclopaedia of animals which my mum got me at a flea market. Very useful. Because google is good, but google plus books is better.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
308/365:Yeah...well...you know.
THESE WRAP PARTIES NEVER END people won't you just go home already
306/365: Another goodbye party
This one was for...oh, pretty much everybody. The departures are staggered so every other night is drinking goodbye night. (hence this is a phone photo, as I have mentioned before that I do not take my camera when I plan to drink. Basic caution.)Exhausting.
To clarify: I work with a lot of imported folks, and now that the project we were on is ending, they are all going home.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
302/365: Safety first
This is part of a sign painted on the wall at work. The space we were in used to be a large textile factory, and in the heydays of the People's Republic, motivational slogans were a favourite form of expression for the authorities and their pencil-pushing minions. This large mural proclaims the wonders of portable fire extinguishers, and warns factory workers against carelessness, which can lead to the loss of "our common goods". Because everything was common in the Eastern Bloc of the sixties.
A few more images from work...
The sign (sin addendum) was supposed to hang in the main hallway and prohibit using spray paint in that area, but the art department decided it fit better in their workshop.
To explain, 'Bez pracy nie ma kołaczy' is a Polish proverb meaning, literally: without work, there will be no bread. Kołacz is an archaic, disused word for a loaf of bread; more precisely: a large, flat, egg-based loaf which the ancient Slavs used in their pagan rituals. The word is derived from 'koło', which means 'wheel', and refers to the round shape of the bread. Nowadays, we would only use it to describe a ceremonial loaf, such as one used at a wedding or other important feast.
And those are just fake poppies scavenged from the art department, sitting on the windowsill of the riggers' corner.
Monday, November 15, 2010
295/365: Kuba's scooter
This is how IT department gets around at work. Efficient, speedy, dangerous.
293/365: Stage three is empty
There used to be a huge set in here, greenscreen, motion control, the works. Now it's all cleaned out. A sign that the production is finally ending...
Saturday, November 13, 2010
291/365: This is how I feel some days
At 11 hours at work, do you blame me?
Thursday, September 23, 2010
243/365: The Jogo Dairy and Dog
August 31st
The Jogo Dairy is just a short walk from where I work, so we go there all the time to buy yoghurts and cheeses and butter and ice cream and and and and. There is always a little dog standing by the gate. The Jogo Dog.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
210/365: Return of the Maneki Neko
Agi's beloved maneki neko was abducted! After many ransom notes and threats, it was returned to her in time for her birthday. But she had to bake a cake to appease the kidnappers.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
204/365 Hands
Can you guess where I work? Why, yes, at the tiny human factory.
203/365 Nowhere
Waiting for the bus after work. There was lightning all around, but no rain.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
190/365: Freedom?
The sparks at work found him drowning in one of the AC water drains. The puppet girls gave him some food and some stuffing to nest in, and he recovered very quickly. We named him Chopin, and then we let him loose outside.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
171/365: When I work on the weekend
This is how I set things up. The tablet isn't mine, but the compies are. (And please notice how wonderfully my bean plant has grown!)
Friday, May 7, 2010
126/365: The factory
This is where I work. No, I didn't get a job on the production line- this building used to be a textile mill, but now only a fraction of that enterprise is left. Now the space is rented out to a bunch of different companies- among them a stocking factory, a gravestone workshop, a gym, and the film studio I work at.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
35/365: My code is wrong
It is not doing what I want it to do and that makes me angry. >:(

