fall 2010 final

This should really be draft two of four, but due to time constraints I had to call this "done". I fixed most of the problems with the scale and perspective, and overall I think it moves pretty realistically. But still it could use another pass or two and some more polish. If nothing else I learned a ton doing this study.
Untitled from Chris Hilberg on Vimeo.

Progress 1

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Elements

Untitled from Chris Hilberg on Vimeo.

Metamorphosis Remix: Brain Segment

Brain Segment from Chris Hilberg on Vimeo.

walk cycle with character

Walk Cycle With Character from Chris Hilberg on Vimeo.

Walking Heavy

Untitled from Chris Hilberg on Vimeo.

Walking Female

Untitled from Chris Hilberg on Vimeo.

Walking Male

Man, Walk Cycle from Chris Hilberg on Vimeo.

Weight: Three Objects

Paper feather rock from Chris Hilberg on Vimeo.

Sequential #2

Sequential drawings from drawing session #2, favorites in no particular order

Bouncing Ball

Untitled from Chris Hilberg on Vimeo.

So due to the complexity and overall confusing nature of my path of action I split it into three separate parts, and then drew them on top of each other with each section labeled a different color  

Golf Swing Sequence

golf swing from Chris Hilberg on Vimeo.

Pendulum

Pendulum from Chris Hilberg on Vimeo.

Incremental Sample #2

Incremental Sample #1

Is it my best incremental drawing? Probably not, but it does make me laugh

Metamorphosis from Chris Hilberg on Vimeo.

Metamorphosis

KCAI ANIM: Hunting and Gathering Project, PART 1

This is the final hill you go over to get to my dad's house in Kansas. It is a ways out there and whenever you top that final hill I can always see this one tree standing alone. It is very picturesque and I am often struck by it's beauty on the final approach. Although you can not see my dad's house in this picture whenever I come over the hill and see this tree, it reminds me I'm home.

This is the love seat on my balcony. In my first week in Kansas City I had no job, no  TV, no internet, no friends, and no air conditioning. So I spent nights on the balcony with a pack of cigarettes and my banjo, plucking away and watching the neighbors across the street. In the mornings a cup of coffee on the balcony was therapeutic. Even now with most of the luxuries I didn't have at first in place I find the balcony a great place to spend an evening.