Philosopher's Stone

             Okay, tell me I'm not the only animation student who caught the Fullmetal Alchemist reference in the title? El Oh El!!....*ahem* sorry, my nerd was showing.

The real reason that this is the name of my blog is because I wanted to leave a little message for Leeper: I will totally take you up on a philsophical debate/convo one day. I love philosophy, and I think that would be an extremely epic conversation.

           Anyway, as far as class went today, I was personally excited at the beginning of class whenever I took a glance at the individual's blog he was speaking about and saw my name. I was so surprised that I turned to a random girl next to me that I didn't know and went, "Holy crap, that's my blog!" Poor girl XD

              

This is probably the cliché of everyone else's blog, but I really did enjoy how Leeper pointed out the ever-present but overlooked comparison of seasons and emotion. However, as much as I enjoyed the "Seasonal Circle of Life", I cannot get that poem  about the creation of the world he read out of my head. That was such a visual experience, even though there were no pictures. I wish I already had the horribly unattainable powers of a graduate animator, because I have such a scene in my head of how that might have looked, and I might do it by hand anyway, it was just that cool. However, even though I (among other people in class) pulled a C.S. Lewis by having a mental picture when it was read to us, I might be a little afraid to make an animation of this, because if people were to associate my animation with the poem, it might ruin the mental picture that others have. I want to do it, but some things are meant to be left to the imagination. But then again, I rebel against everything anyway, so why not?

         One last thing and I'll leave you all alone: I really liked the last story he told (honestly can't remember whether it was a poem or not, I currently have brain freeze thanks to Coffee d'Vine) about the children that played in the selfish giant's garden. I love how the writer characterized the different types of weather, and I want to know how it ended. That reminds me, does anyone remember the names of both the black woman’s creation poem and this story? X'D

Love, Peace, and all that jazz. Love's first cuz it's more important :)