busy and low

a sketch of a tattoo my friend plans to get eventually.
why she would want this on her body, i have no idea. but there you go.

let the countdown to end of semester commence.
-marissa

final storyboard

some of my favorite panels from my final story board project. it's about a superhero who's afraid of heights.

that last one makes me laugh... hehe.

busy as a bee for the rest of semester, too many things to get done in not nearly enough time.  wish me luck.

-marissa

some doodles i do.

-marissa

hansel and gretel

so, i go to college to make story boards that will hopefully eventually become animated films. 
here is an example of a story board i made for the classic story "Hansel and Gretel." i also wrote a poem to go 
with it:

Hansel and Gretel, all done with their chores, 

Decided to go and have fun out-of-doors.

"let's go for a walk in the woods," gretel said

"and we'll find our way back,"

"... with a trail..."

"... made of bread!"

Neither Hansel nor Gretel was terribly bright,

and the walked til their cottage was far out of sight.

The trees became gnarled, and the sky grew dark-

and the children could not find the trail that theyʼd marked.

They were starting

to panic

and fill up with dread,

When they noticed a house

... through the trees up ahead.

they crept up to the clearing and there they could see- 

a beautiful cottage made of sugary sweets!

The kids slurped...

... and they crunched...

and they kept

eating

more...

when the owner burst suddenly out of the door!

when she saw it was children

that were causing the din,

she smiled quite sweetly,

and invited them in.

now i hope you'll remember, as i said before,

these children weren't smart, and their judgment was poor.

 with the promise of candy and boardgames and more, 

the kids followed the witch right in through her door.

surreptitiously

the witch gave them both sleeping potion,

The children passed out and in one sweeping motion-

The witch threw the kids in a cage on the floor 

and walked out of the room after locking the door.

The kids tried to get free, but it was too late.

Locked up in a cage, you can picture their fate. 

The witch came toward the cage with her cleaver raised high-

And the next day she enjoyed some fresh children pie.