The Art of Ramona: If I were a character I would be...

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

If I were a character I would be...

The new theme this week is,

If I were a character I would be..

These characters include movies, tv shows, books etc.

so the character I chose is..

Babette

(from Beauty and the Beast)

This is because she is super cute, and sexy. When she is turned into an object she comes a feather duster, which is practically the cutest object you could be. On top of this she gets the suave Lumière. My favorite scenes with her include the one where Lumière and Babette are behind the curtain, and she says, "Oh no, no no no no! I've been burnt by you before!" If you don't remember that scene or have not seen the movie, you are missing out!

Here is my sketch and watercolor of her as a human.

I also have other characters I would very much like to be, and surprise, they are all Disney. The other three are Ariel (of course),Vixie (girl fox in The Fox and the Hound), and Faline (from Bambi). OH, and Figaro (Pinnochio), aaand the girl bear from Brother Bear (at the Salmon Rush). Hmm.. I guess thats more than 3, oh well!

I'm hoping to do at least one other one this week, we shall see.

7 comments:

JKROctober 5, 2010 at 12:19 PM
That's very nicely done, and I love the watercolor version of it. Awesome job! One thing to watch, the thumb holding the duster is coming from her wrist a bit. It should be moved up a smidgen along the handle. But that's obviously nitpicking (still, as animators, we have to watch for that stuff). I can't wait to see more.

This "Theme for the Week" thing, is that something you do on your own? Or is it a larger collective of animators? I only ask because I'd love to join in. :)

Glad I accidentally stumbled on your blog here while looking for a picture of Tom Bancroft's book to use on my own blog.
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RamonaOctober 5, 2010 at 1:15 PM
Wow! thank you! Ahh, yes I see the thumb is wrong hah. The theme of the week is done with a few people that took a summer animation course. Only one of them have actually put something up yet, but it should happen soon. You are most welcome to join in! We would love to have more people.
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JKROctober 5, 2010 at 2:03 PM
Awesome, then I think I'll do that. I suppose I'll just post a link here when I have something.
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RamonaOctober 5, 2010 at 2:21 PM
I can add you to the list on the side too
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MiniOctober 6, 2010 at 7:08 AM
I got this link from JKR's blog and that looks amazing!!! I'm going to bookmark this so I can see what you do next. How are you so good at watercoloring? I wish I could do that but it always runs all over the place :(
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RamonaOctober 6, 2010 at 8:49 AM
Thank you! Watercolours are very hard! It took me a while to be able to do this. But I love it so much. Do you have a blog or website?
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UnknownNovember 25, 2013 at 7:24 PM
Please contact me regarding commercial work - info@qmco.com - thanks!
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The Walrus and the Carpenter

The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd,
because it was
The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"

The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead--
There were no birds to fly.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"

"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year.
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?""I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.

"O Oysters, come and walk with us!
"The Walrus did beseech."
A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each."

The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head--
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.

But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stoodAnd waited in a row.

"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"

"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.
"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed--

Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed."
"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would beA dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said.
"Do you admire the view?

"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!
"The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"

"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!
"The Carpenter said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"

"I weep for you," the Walrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

"O Oysters," said the Carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.