SCT project – first thoughts

 

 

Straight after listening to Flora I had two very different ideas on what kind of animation I wanted to do for the Spitalfield crypt trust. My initial thought was to promote their coffee shop, doing a more advert like animation in a more fun and humorous way. Coming from advertising myself, I thought this could serve the trust in promoting their shop and therefore gaining new costumers. The more however I thought about it, I thought I wanted to create something more artistic, something with a more emotional connection on it. After researching on their website I came across a poem about someone’s experience with 2020, dealing with a world in lock down named Mr Pandemic 2020. I really liked how the charity worked with people in different ways, one of them being creative writing, as a way to express and handle their emotions. I thought about complimenting the poem with hand-drawn like animations, scenes that were morphing in one another. I formed a team with Sara, Alejandro, Kate and Tamasin.

 

Mr Pandemic 2020

It is just so quiet for a Wednesday morning,

You’ve changed everything, seemingly over night,

I was looking forward to that folk singer,

The night you came –

And changed everything..

Seemingly over night.

It has been a long wet winter,

And you decide to come at the same time as blue skies and sunlight.

 

What a cheek! What an intrusion!

 But as I write.. I wonder –

Is this part of a picture I can’t fully see?

Are you here for a reason, for all humanity?

The buses are empty and the pubs are shut down

Causing many a wrinkle and many a frown,

We’re all being told –

‘Just sit down!’

 

And oh, how much slow

 -er, are the days,

As I walk across bridges and back again.

Standing in the porch, on the steps of St. Paul’s

There are people made of stone down there,

White and sooty and tall.

 

The Nightingale built in ten days flat,

Amazing it could be done, just like that..

Grief and confusion and boredom and faff,

People are dying –

 And I’m sorry about that.

 

Can we learn something new from Pandemic flu?

Can we change our ways when we’ve all pulled through?

I don’t know, it’s tough to call, and anyway I don’t have a crystal ball.

I was looking forward to that folk singer,

The night you came, and changed everything,

Seemingly over night.