Thank heaven, we've come to the conclusion of our documentary series on the animation class that I attended in the summer of 1991 at Capilano College. Don't know how much more I could have suffered of this.
If you've been watching along with us this month - revisiting the less than inspiring (boring) layout course in 5 abbreviated video segments (selected from a much longer master video) - you should begin to understand the less than satisfied mood that prevailed upon the majority of our team as we prepared to cross the invisible finish line and enter the doom and gloom of the working world.
Knowing that I would personally not be interested in strolling any further along this dreadful animation path in any manner, I was, perhaps, in a lighter frame of mind than the rest of my classmates - which is never more evident as when we see them all huddled together in a team meeting (minus the instructor) near the end of this chapter, discussing the barren landscape of future employment possibilities, while I flitter about the room like a moth - without care or concern other than to videotape their collective apprehension with a steady hand.
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