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THE KID WITH HIS HEAD
IN THE CLOUDS
by John Aurthur Mercader

I was that kid - the one at the back the first time I walked into the cinema.
of the classroom with my head in the The first film my parents took me to
clouds of my notebook, scribbling was Jurassic Park. I absolutely adored
away to whatever fantasy my mind got dinosaurs. Mom would always say that
caught up in this time and paying zero every time a dinosaur would come out,
attention to the teacher stomping up to I’d jump out of my seat and shout out
my desk, furious at my insubordination. its name! My childhood monsters that
Though every time that same notebook I could only imagine or see in exhibits
goes flying out the classroom door and and toys, are now ALIVE in front of me.
when the teacher is done making a fool Nothing, nothing could compare to the
out of me in front of the class and carries magic that film making brings to the
on with the lecture, I did what every hearts of their viewers. I knew I wanted
artist should do: I stood up, politely to be a Film Maker. I first discovered 3D
walked out of the classroom, picked up back in high school shortly after Blender
the notebook, and walked back in. came out. I saw videos on 3d modelling
and I fired up the software. It took me
Movies and Computers have always a while before I could extrude a cube
been a big part of my life. Before I into a puppet but I was hooked. I read
could even talk, I’ve been watching and watched videos about rigging and
cartoons on TV and playing those walk cycles all the way to ray tracing
Disney children’s games on my Dad’s and render buffers, I knew more about
old ThinkPad Laptop. The one with the 3d than I did about our history class in
red mouse button in the middle of the school, and I was determined to take
keyboard and a diskette slot. But nothing this path for the rest of my life.
could come close to the wonder of

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