Enter, Hilda the Hippopotamus.
It’s high time I started contributing around here. My poor husband has a lot of stress on his shoulders. My holiday is over. If by holiday you can count having time to do fun things like make knitted blankets and paint cats.
In South Africa that’s where the animation work is. It’s a vapid, superficial soul-destroying place, jam-packed with pompous self important “creatives” with big beards and wooden framed spectacles (or glasses with plain glass, ’cause you know, you have to be “with it” even if your eyes are fully functioning)*
Anyway, back to business. My husband and I have a little summin’ summin’ on the side which we haven’t had enough time to focus on properly. It’s a “shop” in a 3D market place. Think Etsy, but for 3D models and animation clips. The “Etsy” in this case is Turbo Squid. Don’t ask. Us 3D types can be a little…otherwise. What’s in a name anyway!?
This is where old Hilda comes in. Inside sources have informed us that hippos are in short supply so we best hop on the train.
One ticket please (it’s just me for now).
Hilda’s progress is slow. She is only two days old and comprises of a mere few hours of work due to a very active toddler who wont let Mommy sit at her PC unless said child is allowed to climb on the desk, bang the keyboard and lick the monitor. It makes working a tad bit difficult. And slow.
(That isn’t me with the beard. This is the closest pictorial evidence I have to demonstrate my plight).
To be continued. (Hilda, unlike the blanket, takes quite high priority which should hopefully guarantee her completion before Christmas. So the “continued” part isn’t a lie, unintentional as it may have been last time).
Oh! One more thing. While perusing the vast library of Google images I couldn’t help but be drawn into looking at pictures of baby hippos. Once Hilda is complete she will “give birth” to a potamus (that’s what a hippo is before it’s a hippopotamus. We’re very scientific around here). That cuteness NEEDS to be utilised.
*No offence to wooden spectacle wearing nice people, I’m just describing the stereotype here. I even considered them, the spectacles, but it’s allowed, ’cause I’m nice too.