senior project ideation


  • a game, a very technical game illustrated in progressively more and more analogous material, with text popping up that tells the story of a relationship gone sour, or a burgeoning relationship – allow viewers to decide which story they would rather be told
  • visual novel/twine with pictures 
  • traditional narrative presented nontraditionally 
  • the protagonist is you. it's interactive. the game is an introspective exploration. moods and images are thrown at the user. the game is not about a single person. it's about all of us, about humanity.
  • i need to have room for spontaneous and dark humor
  • definitely written, like in most point and click adventure games. visually, though, in the world itself (not the text box) or as spoken, the language can be foreign animated, fully rendered, and subsequently filmed on a computer screen, like in david o’reilly’s north korea series 
  • two types of play: “play the game” and “watch the gameplay” 
  • themes of loneliness and anxiety, expressed visually through empty landscapes of the last unconquered frontiers—space and deep ocean 
  • a theme, also, of love as the only solace to this existential reality 
  • a sci-fi, asian backdrop for a click-and-point adventure 
  • rostam’s song/music video “EOS” 
  • flaming lips 
  • dark blues and bright pinks/oranges 
  • simplicity of line and color, modeled after moebius/japanese paintings 
  • flat cel-like animation on top of textured backgrounds 
  • chinese imagery, texture, etc. 
  • entirely foreign (at least to an english-speaking audience). how would the space race have manifested in china? how would the artists and writers of the song/tang dynasty visually and linguistically expressed their feelings on space exploration? 
  • journey to the west? a hero’s journey 
  • oil pastel, colored pencil, crayon. a mixture of stop motion and analog animation

IMAGES
  • a telephone booth in the middle of a planet 
  • lines of bright orange in a dark blue sky 
  • the red/white/blue/orange glow of a rising planet 

REFERENCES

QUOTES
The roar of the traffic, the passage of undifferentiated faces, this way and that way, drugs me into dreams; rubs the features from faces. People might walk through me. And what is this moment of time, this particular day in which I have found myself caught? The growl of traffic might be any uproar – forest trees or the roar of wild beasts. Time has whizzed back an inch or two on its reel; our short progress has been cancelled. I think also that our bodies are in truth naked. We are only lightly covered with buttoned cloth; and beneath these pavements are shells, bones and silence. 
-Virginia Woolf
Along the coast we could see time and space / And across the water it was all emptiness / But I held you close, my cheek pressed up against yours / And we could feel the storm gathering in front of us both
-“EOS” by Rostam

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