worlds un/fold_v.02

In a canopy of trees there stands a mushroom guardian and a wolf

I wanted to highlight the forgotten subculture of “Googie,” one of my favorite subcultures from the 1950s. I added retro-futuristic elements as well to all of my 3d models. Most are inspired by the cartoon, The Jetsons.

I wanted to highlight the forgotten subculture of “Googie,” one of my favorite subcultures from the 1950s. I added retro-futuristic elements as well to all of my 3d models. Most are inspired by the cartoon, The Jetsons.

I wanted to highlight the forgotten subculture of “Googie,” one of my favorite subcultures from the 1950s. I added retro-futuristic elements as well to all of my 3d models. Most are inspired by the cartoon, The Jetsons.

I wanted to highlight the forgotten subculture of “Googie,” one of my favorite subcultures from the 1950s. I added retro-futuristic elements as well to all of my 3d models. Most are inspired by the cartoon, The Jetsons.

I wanted to highlight the forgotten subculture of “Googie,” one of my favorite subcultures from the 1950s. I added retro-futuristic elements as well to all of my 3d models. Most are inspired by the cartoon, The Jetsons.

I wanted to highlight the forgotten subculture of “Googie,” one of my favorite subcultures from the 1950s. I added retro-futuristic elements as well to all of my 3d models. Most are inspired by the cartoon, The Jetsons.

Humans are not one dimensional. As we evolve, so does the many facets of identity. In our transitionary spaces of life, we may take on characteristics of our environment, of our family, genetics, our aspirations and societal expectations. They are often similar and also very different. This project delves into the transitional and often ambiguous "in-between" spaces where women navigate and construct their multifaceted identities within society. It examines how various social contexts, roles, and expectations contribute to the development of multiple, sometimes overlapping, and even conflicting identities that women inhabit.

this is the way that it is, this is the way that it always will be, they say, something you love and something you miss (the media of our childhood, the promise of a techno-utopian future), something you say, "I'm not super into politics!" and something you mean, what am i supposed to do? when did it get this bad? this is the way that i know, i've had only three smartphones in my life and it feels like too many. this is the way and it makes me sick, i start to scroll and the meter dips...

digital
style/hate/god/pain/violence/world/boy/girl/silence/yell/start/end/birth/death
heaven/hell

In this model I wanted something like a dream room. Where death and cost do not exist. Time is changing but frozen in this space.

What will our hero do?!?

This is a small little town themed restaurant. Sometimes smaller things are better than big fancy and huge spaces. That is the image I wanted to display, always cherish the little things. 

A floating observatory drifts inside an hourglass, surrounded by stars in the night sky.

As one approaches the group of ghosts, they exhibit a looming sense of judgement as by their size and elevation above the ground. Almost looking down on you casting judgement, the ghostly noises being made sound illegible but put together here looks as though they are having a discussion you are not privy to. The overabundance of voices can be overwhelming to understand what they’re saying, the one outlier, however, is the menacing laugh coming from the biggest ghost, that combined with the towering appearance leads to the idea that the discussion being lead here is almost sinister about whoever within their proximity to hear. Each ghost has various expressions and colors in their eyes, from that can be discerned about what their personality is like and what type of input they have in the conversation. The way we feel self-conscious about what others talk about can feel overwhelming and stressful as we don’t know what they could be talking about. For some people, it can be scary for them as the anxiety swells up, or for others, they don’t care much for what people have to say about them, so it falls on deaf ears.

As time passes, it becomes harder to remember events in the exact sequence in which they happened. The following scene is from an event that I do not remember, but which was retold to me the following day; Organized in a manner that reflects the serene stillness of this ignorance, this piece depicts an intentional wreck.

You're so sweet; you make my teeth rot.

I wanted to make a simple batch of donuts with icing for my project. It uses a minimal amount of learning about blender using tools in object mode, edit mode, and sculpt mode. I feel like there is still a lot about Blender I need to learn, but I am satisfied with this simple project and hope to make more advanced works in the future.