What I had first imagined as a 3-part documentary series for this blog - showcasing the animation class I attended at Capilano College more than 20 years ago - might, on second estimate, take 5 or 6 or 7 parts to wrap up. But we'll see if there's any need to devote that much time and effort on what still remains in my mind as an unpleasant, sour, rather pointless 3-month period in the summer of 1991.
On this second episode (of 5 or 6 or 7) some fella named Emmanuel takes over both the narration duties and player introductions and does a fine job describing the situation we all found ourselves in. Like passengers in a lifeboat after having watched our cruise ship sink, we were now directionless, confused and listing. Only lighthearted acts of distraction from the other castaways could save us from abandoning all hope of ever working in the industry. Although personally, I had already given up on that idea by this point in the proceedings.
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