Greyscale

"The Twins" satchels

2011-10-26T15:10:00.000-07:00

'The Twins' - 6th and 7th prototypes.

I tried different material layering on this one, and got a much sturdier final product. I'm testing it now.

- Zack

more cintiq fun

2011-08-05T09:50:00.001-07:00

quick sketch before work...

- zack

suddenly, a dragon!

2011-07-31T23:50:00.000-07:00

sorry for the lack of posts, been super busy, plus i can't show any of my work stuff.

i'm trying to get out of my intuos-y comfort zone, so i'm playin around on the cintiq at work.

the dragon is a WIP... i'm gonna get all concept-art up in this bitch.

the shoe is just a shoe.

raaawr.

- zack

alias - district 10

2011-04-30T00:12:00.001-07:00

movie poster for my alias class.

there is SOO MUCH PHOTOSHOP in here! this is like 10% showcase, 90% shopshop

the model's still kind rough, this was a bit of a rush job.

here's the original sketches for reference, made a few tweaks in 3d.

thoughts?

- Zack

thesis - car

2011-04-28T01:49:00.001-07:00

thesis - scooter

2011-04-28T01:47:00.001-07:00

thesis - bike

2011-04-28T01:45:00.002-07:00

thesis - branding

2011-04-28T01:45:00.001-07:00

commence thesis dump! research

2011-04-28T01:40:00.001-07:00

quick update, peace out for a week

2011-04-21T19:25:00.000-07:00

Quick update on the scooter. I won't be updating again until next weekend, once the hurricane of work I'm facing has past. Expect a mega-update then.

Sidenote: I got an internship at Whipsaw in San Jose this summer, so I'll be westward bound in a few weeks!

- Zack

final rendering style

2011-04-20T18:43:00.000-07:00

quick update on the bike. I've been sketching a lot, haven't scanned stuff in yet, but expect a massive update sometime next week.

this is the style / level of detail I'm considering for the final presentation. each vehicle will have 3 views rendered at this level, plus a few detail shots.

thoughts?

- zack

scooter update

2011-03-31T07:51:00.001-07:00

made a few tweaks to the scooter. the greyscale rendering is the latest, i reposted the red for comparison.
made the forms and lines a bit more dynamic, took some weight out of the front, and tried make it jive a bit more with the greyscale car rendering from the last post.

thoughts?

-zack

thesis dump - small car

2011-03-24T19:43:00.000-07:00

of the three vehicles, the car has been the most difficult. the aesthetic i generated on the bike doesn't translate very well. my first attempts led to the red rendering, which i'm not a huge fan of. the greyscale rendering is the most recent, and closest to my current direction, but i'm gonna play a bit more before i settle on anything.

still to come: car interior, storefront / showroom interior, pop-up-station kiosk, bike accessories and details, cross-vehicle storage units, brand identity / graphics, and maybe sleep??

thesis sketch dump - scooter

2011-03-24T19:41:00.001-07:00

i'm fairly happy with the direction of the scooter, but i don't feel like it jives with the family aesthetic quite yet, so i need to play a little bit to give the form a little more dynamism

thesis sketch dump -handlebars

2011-03-24T19:38:00.000-07:00

the bike is the farthest along of the three vehicles, so i'm starting to get into the individual components. with the handlebars i'm trying to incorporate everything together into one component, with a built in headlamp and a conductive rail system to plug-n-play accessories (gps, battery control unit, phone holder, etc)

satchel prototype no. 4

2011-02-28T13:42:00.000-08:00

latest prototype for the satchels. I used a thicker upholstery material instead of the standard cloth-weight fabric, so this version is way more durable. I've started handstitching on some of the trickier areas, which is a whole new thing to learn, but should make for a nicer final product once I get it down.

I think this is the final prototype in terms of paterns and construction methods. From here I'll start to elaborate on this design by adding functionality + durability. I'm also gonna try to branch out a little bit. Messenger bag maybe? Iphone case? I also have a disturbingly strong desire to make a tie out of that beige fabric....I'm not really sure why.

- Zack

shift ideation: bike

2011-02-26T20:02:00.001-08:00

This week kicks off the ideation phase of my senior project. I'm 1/3 done for the week, still need to play with the scooter and car, so check back for those before thursday.

I started with the bike since it's the simplest of the three, and this session I'm primarily concerned with aesthetics. Mostly the graphics of the frame. I'll be sketching on this stuff for the rest of the semester, so plenty of time to noodle the details later.

The two in red are not final directions by any means, way to early for that. They are, however, my favorites from the group. I'm going for minimal / bold / approachable, and I've discovered that bold and approachable seldom play nicely, so simple clean shapes seem to be the way to go.

- zack

prawn scouter

2011-02-11T21:54:00.000-08:00

for my vizcom - alias class we had to design a vehicle based on a movie, so i chose district 9, and tried to imagine what some of the other prawn ships might look like.
i'm imagining this being for scouting / recon. the orange area in front contains a massive array of sensors and scanners. the rear black section that hangs down collects particle samples for analyzation. when not in use it retracts up into the top segment.

on an entirely different planet, i've finished the first phase of my senior project, so i'm going to begin sketching soon! look for work on that in the near future.

- zack

satchel prototype no.03 Basic

2011-01-30T13:21:00.001-08:00

just finished my no.03 prototype.

same basic design as the no.02, but with a few changes. i've improved ergonomics a bit by attaching the strap to the body at a 45 degree angle, instead of straight up. this puts less stress on that connection when it hangs on the body.

i've been field testing the no.02 for a few weeks now, and it's holding up fine to heavy use (1-2 books, 1-2 magazines, a notepad, and markers).

my next step is going to be playing with materials and nailing down construction methods. i'd like to try something a little more durable, and i'm still trying to eliminate a little bit of slop from the build process.

- zack

business card

2011-01-28T19:50:00.001-08:00

thoughts?

2011 Detroit Auto Show

2011-01-16T21:39:00.001-08:00

Pics from the 2011 Detroit Auto Show. Some cool stuff this year. As usual, I was just as impressed by the exhibit design as I was by the cars.

- zack

Satchel prototype no. 02 - Basic

2011-01-03T19:52:00.001-08:00

second satchel prototype.
i disregarded the 'ricochet' design for the time being to focus on fine-tuning the construction methods and pattern. i like this design, in a different way than ricochet though, it's cleaner. i'm much happier with this construction method, the body is made from a single piece (per material) instead of 5. the result is a much and more precise finish. i'm going to do a few more in this style with some minor variations on design.
on a somber note, my singer is kinda broken... i did this bag on my mom's machine. taking my singer in tomorrow, hopefully it's nothing to serious.

also, i've finished the prototype molds for the 1x1 pot from the x.y.z. series, i'll be pouring those tomorrow.

- zack

Ricochet prototype no. 01

2010-12-28T13:00:00.000-08:00

first prototype for ricochet.
feeling so-so about the result. i'm diggin the design, and i found perfect materials, but the construction method turned out a little sloppy. i also miscalculated the strap length, so it's a little short.
next iteration will be up soon.

- zack

1954 Singer 306

2010-12-25T11:15:00.000-08:00

my "new" 1954 Singer 306 sewing machine.
this thing is pure industrial design badassery.
now i'll be able to work on satchels + stuff once i head back to school. (first run of bags is in progress now, pics up soon)

merry christmas!

- zack

satchel progress : ricochet

2010-12-15T21:24:00.001-08:00

satchel progress. i'm gathering materials and will begin the first production run shortly. i'll be making ricochet (seen above), tipping point, and at least one other.

also in the works are the x.y.z pots. i'm experimenting with mold techniques at the moment.

- zack

saturday sartorial salute

2010-12-11T20:03:00.001-08:00

inspiration for various projects.

i'm done at chase! so i'm moving on to try to blitz through a few pet projects this break. i'm starting on my satchel tomorrow (hence the soft stuff ^^^^). i'll throw up some prog shots as they happen.

- zack

X.Y.Z modular potting system

2010-12-04T17:31:00.000-08:00

Today I expanded on the 3x3 pot I did last night. The result is the X.Y.Z modular potting system. I think it has some cool possibilities for arrangement. I'm gonna try to make these if possible.

- zack

3x3 micro pot

2010-12-04T00:22:00.001-08:00

small pot with three compartments.

i'm imagining it made out of concrete, maybe 8x8x6". small enough to fit on a desk.

my rendering programs are experiencing technical difficulties so i tried something different with this one.

more views and different pots on the way.

- zack

bike study continued

2010-11-21T18:45:00.001-08:00

more two-wheel-ness, sans-photoshop this time

sorry bout the wheels, my templates are at work....

-zack

uno mas

2010-11-20T00:13:00.001-08:00

k, now i'm done for the night....

motorcycle sketches

2010-11-19T21:41:00.001-08:00

Quick bike sketches, more to come. playin with rendering styles and looseness.

- Zack

5 min render

2010-11-10T19:56:00.000-08:00

keeping with bizarro-sketch day, i did a render exactly how i don't do it normally....

wanted to try a super quick style. hard brush only, minimal shading, etc etc.

i'm gonna do a more detailed shopjob this weekend. wanna show my product render style

- zack

loosey goosey cars

2010-11-10T18:58:00.001-08:00

nothing like a good loose car sketch session to undo months of product sketching...

might shop some of these up quick.

expect increased blog activity as i work my way back into school mode...

bag refinement + more random sketches soon

- zack

more satchel doodles

2010-11-08T15:09:00.001-08:00

sketched a bit during a meeting today...

Senior Thesis outline

2010-11-07T14:11:00.000-08:00

Satchel refinement

2010-10-15T14:37:00.000-07:00

So my foray into soft goods design continues. I decided i'm gonna make this over winter break, so i'm startin refinement.

Here's the first concept, more to follow.

it's a satchel...

2010-10-05T20:50:00.000-07:00

Indiana Jones wears one.

im posting?!?

2010-10-01T18:01:00.000-07:00

ya.

felt like doodling.

apologies for the lack of activity, but i can't show anything i've been doin at work.

i'm workin on my independent study proposal, so i'll probably throw that up when i'm finished.

all work and no play makes zack forget about his blog

2010-06-10T15:42:00.000-07:00

soooooo...

i've been a busy little bee here in new york.

my internship at ChaseDesign has been taking up a large bulk of my time (been workin late + on weekends...). i'm getting to do some pretty cool stuff, unfortunatly, nothing i can show here. things move very quickly there compared to school. the longest project i've been on was several designers going from research to several dozen concepts (rendered alias models) in less than a week. consultancies work is usually phase based, so we'll take a project to a certain point or number of concepts, then send it to the client for review / feedback. as such, there are usually several projects going on at once, and when we're awaiting feedback on one, we'll be working on another.

the other designers are really good. what amazes me most isn't how good their work is (it's really good) but how quickly they do it. i've had to alter my sketch style a little bit to keep up with them. the nice part is that i'm learning a lot of tricks in alias and photoshop to expedite my workflow.

i'll keep you guys updated as the summer progresses. i'll try to take some photos of the studio soon.

noooot gonna happen

2010-05-17T17:25:00.000-07:00

k, so, after my first full day of work, I'm pretty sure this '1 post a day' thing isn't gonna happen. Unless I can add hours to the day, it's just not feasible with a 8-5 job.

also, the manner of the things I'm working on dictate more study than application. So, it's not that I'm not working on stuff (I am), I'm just not at a point where I'm producing postable work.

I'll still be posting stuff frequently, just not every friggen day.

- peace -

Daily #8 Photos of Skaneateles, NY

2010-05-16T14:03:00.000-07:00

I've found myself in the polar opposite of detroit...

This lake is a 5 minute walk from my place.

ps,

parking structure? psh! I park 2 feet from my door!

Daily #7 Mech bird sketch

2010-05-15T14:34:00.000-07:00

Sketch from an illustration project. I'm working towards an illustration for the story 'Legacy' that I posted a while back.

I wanted to have more done on it today, but moving took up more time than I figured it would.

Daily #6 The Clock Ticks Twice

2010-05-14T18:13:00.000-07:00

Aaaaand we're back!

I apologize for my absence; I've been in transit, and am now set up in my pad in NY. (pics coming tomorrow)

As I mentioned in my last post, writing is going to be a big focus for me this summer. I'm guessing the composition of this blog is going to be about 50/50 (writing / design) for while. While I'll be doing a lot more than 50% design in real life, most of it will be at my internship, and therefore proprietary.

So, as I have yet to inaugurate my new place with a sketch session, today's post is literary.

This is my stab at a horror story (pun very much intended)

The Clock Ticks Twice

"Sir, are you gonna stare at it all day or sign the damn paper?" The delivery man was getting anxious.
"Who sent this?" I asked.
"Sir, I already told you, I don't know. It's probably just cookies from your mom or something, now will you sign this so I can get moving?" said the delivery man, thrusting the form towards me. I took it from him and scribbled something by the X. It may have been my name, I'm not entirely sure. I cautiously took the package and shut the door. It was dark in my house, all the curtains were drawn, and the electricity shut off two days ago. They think they can wiretap me? Not if I don't have any phones they can't!
Pushing aside empty Chinese cartons and a stack of newspapers, I placed the package on the table. I paced around it for a few minutes before sitting down, examining it closely. It was ordinary enough: brown paper with my address neatly printed on the top. Floral postage stamps were placed in the corner, and a red [FRAGILE] was stamped directly over my name. After several more minutes of deliberation, I decide to open the box. Grabbing my pocket knife, I cut along the top centerline where the two flaps meet. I slowly dragged the dull blade, listening intently as the paper tore. I repeated this process for the sides, and flipped open the box.
What I had been certain was a thermally activated bomb or a lethal amount of airborne toxin turned out to be a rather plain pocket watch, set inside a wooden cigar box, and buried beneath layers of crumpled newspaper. I took it out and gripped the silver chain, letting the watch sway slowly. Back and forth, back and forth. As it crossed its pendular path, I started to notice the subtle tick-tock it emitted. This added to the hypnotic effect and soon, I was entranced by the glistening silver charm.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.
Tick-tick-tick.
Wait, what was that? I thought, halting the clock's movement and examining the face closer. It seemed normal now, but I swear I heard an irregularity. I paid close attention to the face as the second hand made its dutiful revolution.
Tock - 43, tick - 44, tock- 45, tick - 46 - tick - 46 - tick -47...
As the watch added a beat, my heart skipped several. This watch was faulty, defective, deranged. Who would send this to me? One extra second for each minute. An extra minute to an hour. How soon until my day is night? Until I lose all perception of time? Who would wish this on me? Was it the 'delivery man'? No, no, he's no mastermind, then who?
My delusions and rants took me late into the night. I paced, I pondered, and each time this infernal clock double-ticked my mind raged. I've got to get rid of it, I told myself, each time the clock ticked twice, Gone, before it gets me.

My mind made up, I made my way, purposefully, to the table, where the devil's timepiece waited.
"I'm casting you out, demon!" I shouted.
Tick-tick-tick, the watch replied.
"DON'T MOCK ME!" I reached for the watch, intent on hurling it as far out the window as I could. As I grasped the sterling trinket, however, a searing pain shot through my hand.
"AAAGGGH!" I yelled, grasping my hand in agony. As I collapsed to the floor, the watch sat calmly on the table, looking down at me, no, glaring down at me.
It was several minutes before I could muster the strength to stand.
"Alright then, If that's how you're going to act, I'll destroy you right here!"
I marched out of the room, and from my bedroom dresser, grasped my salvation. I bought the .9 mm pistol last week, when I first suspected sabotage, and now, I would use it to blast that damned chrome curse out of my life.
When I returned to the kitchen, however, the watch was gone. Panicked, I dropped to the floor, and, on my hands and knees, fumbled around the chairs for my lost enemy. Then the oh-so-familiar tick-tick-tick caught my ear. My Pocket!
Sure enough, the demonic thing had found its way into the right hand pocket of my jacket. Ignoring the pain, I grasped the trinket and hurled it across the room.
Screaming at the top of my lungs, I raised my gun and fired three shots. I don't know whose screams were louder, mine or the pistol's, but when the flash ended, I was a crumpled mess on the floor and the silver timepiece had landed beside the stove, fully intact, and sounding a triumphant tick-tick-tick.
"You, you, you, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" I screamed, for this is where the ticking sounded now, ricocheting through my gray-matter, down my spine, through my bone marrow.
"Fine," I said, with a chuckle and a sigh, "I'll make you leave..." I raised my pistol once again, and made sure I heard the bang not three times, not even twice, but once, just once...
*****

summer plan!

2010-05-12T19:01:00.001-07:00

I'm just finishing up my week off between school and starting my internship (hence the lack of posting).

I'm gonna start the dailies up again on Friday, once I get moved into my new place.

In the spirit of a few of my CCS brethren. (Jon and Mike) I've decided to lay out my plans for the summer.

I'm gonna be doing design stuff at my internship, so my free time is gonna be spent on other creative stuff. Such as:

-writing
-developing my writing skills and working on some stories to submit to journals and stuff

-illustrating
-figure drawing, photoshop painting, creature / character / concept vehicles / enviros, etc. I'm hoping that it'll translate to better / looser sketches for my design stuff and maybe expand my form vocabulary a little bit

-design competitions

-creative / high concept design
-i have no idea...but i'm gonna play around and see if anything cool happens

-explore!
-i'm gonna be spending the summer in NY state (a new area for me) so I'm hoping to explore the state itself and the surrounding area.

so there it is! daily posts will resume on friday!

Daily #5 Micro-fiction

2010-05-04T22:57:00.000-07:00

posting daily while moving is crazy! still on track though.
here's a quick micro-fiction from a writing exercise.

The night air is thick and tangible; as if the world itself is trying to slow me down. I fold into the handlebars and pedal on. The world can't beat me tonight; it shouldn't interfere. This is a private affair between me and my machine. Tonight my bones are carbon-fiber, my veins are cables, my muscles are gears.
A tidal wave approaches; made of concrete and intimidation. I twitch, gears change. Standing from my seat I pump harder. Halfway, I have momentum; twitch: higher gear. I'm nearing the top now, I've slowed, the rush of air has left my face. In some distant part of me, my legs scream. Almost there. Pump. Twitch. Breath. Pump. Breath. Pump. Pump. Pump. At the apex I stop; my legs are tired pistons, I breath fire.
I look back on my conquest. I just fought the world and won, but tomorrow, it won't be so intimate. Tomorrow, when I find myself face to face with the concrete and the fear, it will be with the heartbeat of the peloton at my back. As my face shines in the moonlight, and my lungs burn with fury, I know I'm ready.

Daily #4 - Renault alias kick-off

2010-05-03T17:54:00.000-07:00

Starting the alias model for my Renault. I'm trying to get as much done on this as I can for my review on Thursday. There are some insane surfaces on this thing...should be fun!

Daily # 3 Legacy (short story)

2010-05-02T16:18:00.000-07:00

I'm in the process of packing up my stuff, so it'll be a few days before i have any new sketches. BUT! daily creative posts must continue! So, here's one of the stories I did for my creative writing class this semester. (This is also the reason for the bird illustrations, the two will come together in a few days.) So, enjoy the read! let me know what you think.

I'm starting the Renault in alias tonight, so be on the lookout updates.

*edit* sorry guys, importing the text killed my indentations.

Legacy

I was always amazed when I opened the door to the studio. Crossing the wide cherry wood threshold dismissed any chill from the cool winter wind. A warm, golden dust hung in the air, as if held captive by the rays of light cascading from the arched windows. The tables, crafted by Amadeus himself, were now comfortably worn with grooves in the wood where the artisan placed his elbows. Tools, blueprints, and metal parts were strewn about like stars in the night sky, and at the far end of the studio, at his newest table, sat Amadeus, the calm center of his chaotic universe.
I approached him quietly. Years of working in near-solitude made him a bit jumpy, and he needed to focus on the task at hand. I could tell he had been working all day. Brown leather goggles sat askew atop his messy white hair. His jean overalls were caked with dust, specks of precious metal mixed with oil and grease, giving the clothes a reptilian shimmer. As I neared I could hear the tune he was humming. I couldn't place the song, but that didn't surprise me; I had a hard time keeping up with Amadeus' eclectic tastes. His feet were trying their hardest to tap the beat, but either his lack of rhythm or diverted attention prevented them from succeeding. This resulted in a nervous, flailing twitch, which made him look like a fish that was trying to swim, but couldn't quite remember how.
I was carrying a letter, which I shifted nervously in my hands. I was hesitant to give it to him. Letters from the Magistrate were rarely good, and as I carried this parcel to Amadeus' desk, it seemed especially heavy. A wheezing cough broke my thoughts. Placing his work on the desk, Amadeus groped the handkerchief from his back pocket, and held it to his mouth. I didn't need to see the cloth to know there was blood. Damn, he's getting worse, I thought as I moved to his side.
"You alright, sir?" I asked. He looked up at me as he would look upon an old friend. No matter how bad he got, the warmth never left his old eyes.
"Oh! William, I didn't hear you come in!" he said, hastily moving the rag back to his pocket. "Yes, yes, I'm fine. I think the dust is getting to me, I've been at it all morning. But, look at this!" Turning back to the table, he grabbed the fruit of his labor. It was a small gold object, the size of an apple. I gently took it from his hand and inspected closer. What first appeared to be a mess of metal was in fact a highly detailed mechanism, like a dozen watches rolled up into a precise bundle. The housing was brass, delicately engraved with beautiful curves. It held the most complex gear work I had ever seen. Minuscule gemstones were set among the sea of brass and gold, making the device glisten with life as I turned it in my hand. Of all the components Amadeus crafted, these were the most ornate. They were hearts, and each was as unique as the shell it would soon power. Amadeus was an artisan unparalleled in the realm. While others made clocks and machines, Amadeus created life. I always thought 'Artificial Life' was too crude a term for what he does, but that was what the Magistrate called it, and for longer than I've been alive, Amadeus supplied the King with artificial beings for any purpose, he was the Royal Animator. The guards in the palace were his first commission. Simple creatures, they only needed to move if there was a problem. It's easy to build robots that only move as ordered, the trick is making them think for themselves. The messenger birds were more complex. Creating the proper guidance controls took Amadeus longer than he'd like to admit. He said the key was, oddly enough, not telling the birds exactly where to go.
"Just give them the idea, and they'll find the way, you don't give a hawk exact coordinates, do you?" And it worked; the mechanical birds never got lost. They would occasionally take a detour, possibly to mingle in a nearby bell tower, say 'hello' to the pigeons, but they always arrived. Since then, he had created librarians, book-keepers, minstrels, cooks, and, most recently, soldiers. That commission had bothered him the most.
"I'm just worried about what they might do," he told me, "I don't much care for the idea of my creatures taking the lives of others. But, I suppose it's not my place to judge. We make the machines, William, remember that. We give them life, it's up to them how they use it." Cradling the new heart in my hand, I wondered how this robot would use it. It was easily the finest work Amadeus had done yet.
"It's beautiful, sir," I said, handing the mechanism back to him.
"And," he said with a brilliant smile, "it's the last piece! I'm assembling him today."
"What's this one for?" I asked, "I didn't know there was an order placed."
"Oh, this is a personal project. The Magistrate's soldiers are getting a bit boring, I wanted to try something harder. This, here, is a new high-dexterity prototype. See the hands over there? Twelve new joints! New contact design in the wrist, translates motion better. I'm expecting at least a 40% performance increase. If all goes well, I should finally surpass human dexterity."
"Well, normal human dexterity, maybe. You can't imagine surpassing your own, can you?"
"I can always imagine, William... I can always hope." He paused, looking down at his hands. "Anyway, what's that you've got there?"
"Letter from the Magistrate, sir," I said, handing him the envelope.
Cracking the red wax seal, he read the letter in silence. As he set it down, he went into another coughing fit. They were coming more frequently.
"What are they on about this time?" I asked, ignoring his condition for the time being as I knew bringing it up again wouldn't do any good.
"Oh...nothing, nothing. Well then!" he said, the gleam back in his eyes, "What do you say we put this fella together?"

Several hours of assembling and tweaking had passed, and now there was a third man in the room. A lanky six-foot automaton hung, suspended on a hook, from the center of the ceiling. Hunched, lifeless, but about to be born. Pacing around his latest creation, Amadeus looked at me, his eyes filled with pride.
"Not so bad, eh William?"
"A bit gaunt, isn't he, sir?" I said. Amadeus dismissed the remark with a wave of his weathered hand.
"He's efficient!" he defended, "you-you-you know as well as I do less mass means less energy to move, and more control sensitivity, more grace!" As he often did when speaking about his work, his mind was moving faster than his mouth could keep up.
"Efficiency is one thing, but it looks like a slight breeze could topple him! I'll be afraid to open a window!"
"Bah! That shows how much you know about gyroscopic stabilizers or windows!" he said, returning his gaze to the robot. "Trust me, young William, he's going to be perfect." He smiled, and seemed happier than I had seen him in a long time.
I decided to trust him. I'll just have to watch where I sneeze, I thought.
"By the way," I said, "is he going to have a name?"
"Oh...right," he said, as if snapped from a trance, "I hadn't thought about it."
A mischievous smile crept across his face. "Why don't we just ask him?"
He moved in front of the robot, and, after a few seconds of contemplation, raised his hands like a conductor leading his symphony. The room was silent, and I held my breath. Placing his hands on the machine's chest, Amadeus spoke with conviction, "Power on!"
For a second nothing happened. Then a slight whir sounded from deep within the mechanical torso. The whir became a steady buzz, and Amadeus stepped away from the machine. The body began to shake from the gyrations, then fell silent. I looked at Amadeus. Had it failed? I was answered by a click and a hum. When I looked back at the robot hanging from the ceiling, I saw a bright amber glow emanating from its round eyes.
"Hello," said Amadeus, extending his hand, "what's your name?"
"I---I have not been issued a name," said the automaton, the words fluctuating in pitch as he struggled to find a range that suited him.
"Hmm...Run a random-output simulator, parameters: male names, minus Amadeus, minus William. Initiate," Amadeus commanded.
"One moment, please," the robot said, having settled on a deep baritone voice.
"Output: Landon."
"Alright then, Landon it is!" said Amadeus.

Over the next few days Amadeus and I taught Landon his basic tasks. Within a few hours he was sweeping the floor, a day later, making supper, and, after only three days, he was working with tools, building small model animals out of Amadeus' scraps. I was embarrassed, because by day five, Landon had surpassed my own ability. Amadeus told me not to worry, "This is what he's made for, of course he's gonna be good at it!"
It was mid-afternoon, and I was in the shop with Landon, watching him play with his tools. Amadeus walked in, carrying a packed bag. He was breathing heavily from carrying it up the stairs. As he neared our table he went into a coughing fit.
"Erm! Hmm," he cleared his throat before speaking. "I've got some business to attend to in the city. That letter you brought last week was a summons, something needs fixin' with the soldiers, I reckon. So, I'll be away for a few days."
"Let me come with you, Sir. In your condition you shouldn't be-"
"My condition! Bah! This is nothing, I've never felt better!" Amadeus said, faking a smile, "besides, someone needs to stay here and watch Landon. So, what'll it be? Would you rather I watch this fella while you go repair the King's soldiers?"
"No, sir."
"Uhumph! Well, keep an eye on him then, I expect him to have made something mechanical by the time I return!" he said on his way out the door.

I quickly learned two things about Landon. First, he had a fantastically dry sense of humor. It took me a while to realize that his quips about my tooling ability were an attempt to be funny, not demeaning. He had developed a strange habit of naming his little models with a complete lack of reason. He had a pigeon named 'Seven', an owl named 'Circus', and a squirrel, complete with pivoting tail, named 'Twig'. The second realization was that Landon was, by far, Amadeus' best work. Landon's mechanical ability was growing quickly. 'Twig' was soon eclipsed by articulating felines, barking dogs, and walking beetles. His personality was equally impressive. He could carry a conversation (today, he was trying to justify why 'Cheddar' was the perfect name for a snake), and even critique my craftsmanship. Although his body was metal, and his face stoic, he glowed with life. Sometimes I could swear his round, amber eyes reminded me of Amadeus.
"I still don't see what's wrong with it, William," Landon said without pivoting his head away from his work. "It's just as good as anything else."
"Cheddar? You want to name that snake after a cheese? Do you want it to be eaten? It's a snake, for heaven's sake, call it 'Slither' or something."
He paused for a moment, and looked up, as if considering the possibility. Then he looked at me with his mouth piece slightly open, a gesture I have come to recognize as something like a smile.
"Cheddar is better," he said with finality, turning his attention back to the mechanical snake in front of him.
"Ugh! You're impossible!" I said, getting up off my stool.
"Improbable," he corrected.
I was about to retort when the studio door swung open. In walked Amadeus, carrying his bag and a look of contemplation.
"Welcome back, Sir. You feeling alright?" I said, taking his bag for him.
"Yes, yes. A little road-weary is all."
"What did they need from you?"
"Well, I was right," he said, taking a seat next to an old desk, "the soldiers needed some upkeep. Seems like they've been put under more difficult conditions than originally intended."
He looked concerned, I didn't know what to say. "Were you able to take care of the problems, Sir?"
"Yes," he said distantly, "they'll be able to keep going for a long time now...a very long time."
As we were talking, Landon rose from his seat and made his way to Amadeus. "Greetings, Sir," he said, bowing slightly to the old man.
"Ah! Landon, what have you been up to? How are you progressing?"
Landon simply draped the snake model over Amadeus' shoulder and said, "Cheddar."

Landon was improving quicker than either of us could have anticipated. Unfortunately, as his skill grew stronger, Amadeus grew weaker. The coughing fits were a regular occurrence now, leaving his voice rough and faint. It was good that Landon was around to help. Today, he was assisting Amadeus with lunch. I was sitting at the kitchen table, fiddling with a model I was planning on calling 'Swiss'. Amadeus was lecturing Landon on the finer points of making stew.
"You see? You need to chop it up very fine, like this," he said, demonstrating the proper technique.
"Like this, sir?" Landon said. Before Amadeus had finished his demonstration, Landon had finished his own pile of onions.
"Er...yes, that's very good, Landon!" Amadeus said, smiling at him. "Now, why don't we....um..." He put the knife down and braced himself on the table, a confused look on his face. He took his handkerchief from the table to cover a wheezing cough. "William... could you fetch...me...a" he managed. He looked at me, shocked, before collapsing to the floor.
"Amadeus!" I cried, rushing towards him. "Landon, go get help!"
"Yes William!" he said, and strode quickly out of the room.
"William! Listen to me!" Amadeus groaned. A trail of blood trickled from his mouth. I was trying to hold back tears.
"I'm here, Sir."
He fumbled a hand into his pocket and produced a small letter. He handed it to me, his hand shaking.
"William, look at me," he managed, coughing up more blood, "I've seen what they've done, the soldiers. I've seen the error of my ways." A wheezing cough was followed by a spurt of blood, and Amadeus started to shake violently. "William...you must....Landon...he's..." He looked up at me, his eyes still full of warmth; until the moment they closed for good, his eyes were full of life.
"Over here, quickly!" I heard Landon’s distant call. I could hear footsteps approaching. I collapsed on top of Amadeus, sobbing, his letter clutched in my hand, and the image of his warm eyes in my mind.

Friends came and went, spoke words of consolation, but I didn't hear any of them. I found my way to my room and sat on the bed. I fiddled with the letter in my hand. I didn't want to open it. It was as if, by saving the letter, I could wait to say goodbye. It was hard to imagine life without Amadeus. My bed never felt so cold, my room so large, or the studio so empty. I had never felt so alone. I was a wayward moon, flung out of orbit into the abyss of space. I had lost my world.
Wiping the tears from my face, I cracked the seal on Amadeus' letter. It contained a single sheet of parchment. I recognized Amadeus' script immediately.

Dear William,
If you are reading this, then I'm sorry. I wish I could be there for you,
continue to help you grow, but, alas, there are some things even I
cannot fix.
Being so close to the end, as I have been, makes one review one's life.
Have I lived it well? What have I given to the world? What have I
left behind? I thought I knew the answer to these questions, then I saw
with my own eyes the culmination of my life's work. I went to the
front lines, William. I saw my soldiers, and the lives that they were taking.
Funny, a life devoted to creating, and my legacy is one of destruction.
This is why I made Landon. If I will continue to be the cause
of death, I must continue to create life. Landon must continue
my work, until you are ready yourself. You mustn't give up, William.
You are strong, and you have in your heart a spirit I can't replicate
with gears and machinery. I'm proud of you, William.
Landon is my replacement, but you, William, are my legacy.
- Amadeus

Tears covered my face as I put the letter down. A hint of hope was beginning to work its way through the abyss. I won't let you down, Amadeus, I'll make you proud.
The next morning, I woke to a knock on my door.
"Yeah?"
"William, might I enter?" Landon asked from outside the door. I glanced at the letter on my bedside table.
"Yeah, come on in." I said, sitting up in my bed. The door creaked open as Landon entered.
"William, I have something for you. I thought you could use some cheering up," he said, producing a small gold bird from behind his back. He tossed it into the air, and, as I was about to catch it, the small creature flapped its wings and began to fly around the room. As it did aerials through the sunbeams, the gold and silver feathers in its wings glistened. After nimbly darting across the room, it landed gently on my shoulder, fluttering its wings and chirping quietly.
"Landon, it's beautiful!"
"I'm glad you like it, William."
I held out my hand, and the bird hopped into my palm. "What's it's name, then? Apple? Twelve?"
"Amadeus."
"What?" I said, sitting up from my bed and looking up into his amber eyes.
"His name is Amadeus," he said, "I thought you might-"
I cut him off with an embrace, holding his warm metal body tight.
"Thank you, Landon," I said, holding back tears. He put his arms around me, and as Amadeus chirped happily on my shoulder, I knew I wasn't alone.

Daily #2 Airship ideation

2010-05-02T01:03:00.001-07:00

Oh boy...I can tell already this one post a day thing is gonna be tough. It'll be a good challenge though.

This is the first round of ideation for the Syd Mead contest. It's some kind of airship (size, function, etc to be determined). This first round I was just playin around with shapes. Nothing has jumped out at me as a definite direction yet, so I'll be jammin more on this in the next few days.

Color meanings in different cultures

2010-05-01T10:13:00.001-07:00

Interesting infographic about the meaning and usage of different colors in different cultures.
Could be a good thing to keep in mind if you're designing something for another country.

via Information is Beautiful

Daily #1 chirp chirp chirp

2010-04-30T18:55:00.000-07:00

H'ok, so, today is the first post for my summer plan. I'm going to have at least one creative post per day on this blog for the rest of the summer. This is my way of motivating myself to keep workin! I doubt I'll be able to show any internship work, but I'll be doing plenty on the sides to keep the blog busy!

This first post is the start of an illustration project I'm working on. It's an illustration to go with a short story I've written (which I'll be posting shortly). It's gonna be of a mechanical bird, so, to get in a chirpy-mindset, I did a session of sparrow sketching from photographic reference. I'll have to keep these in mind next time I do a flying vehicle, the gesture of these guys in flight is crazy!

This is also the first project for a weekly illustration prompt over at We Draw Cars, our CCS group blog. If you feel like participating, head on over there for details.

ChaseDesign

2010-04-28T10:13:00.000-07:00

Looks like I'm gonna be spending the summer in Upstate New York at ChaseDesign!
I'll keep ya updated as I get settled in.

Renault sketch

2010-04-28T01:58:00.000-07:00

Quick update on the Renault. It's looking like it's not gonna be gettin finished anytime soon. I'm gonna extend this project into the summer. I'll probably build it in alias, so, be on the lookout for progress on that.

Next items: Syd Mead and Betacup! GO TIME!

LG MTR

2010-04-26T02:54:00.001-07:00

My entry for the LG Design the Future competition.

Thoughts?

Nendo miniature chair garden

2010-04-24T10:58:00.000-07:00

concept from Milan Design Week

from their site:

"Giving people a small " ! " moment.
There are so many small " ! " moments hidden in our everyday.

But we don’t recognize them.
and even when we do recognize them,we tend to unconsciously reset our
minds and forget what we’ve seen.

But we believe these small " ! " moments are what make our days so
interesting, so rich.

That’s why we want to reconstitute the everyday by collecting and
reshaping them into something that’s easy to understand.

We’d like the people who’ve encountered nendo’s designs to feel these
small " ! " moments intuitively.

That’s nendo’s job."

via Core77 and Nendo

bookshelf-hamster-wheel

2010-04-23T15:23:00.000-07:00

sick.

via core77

Renault exterior sketch

2010-04-14T12:36:00.001-07:00

wheel ideation

2010-04-07T11:49:00.001-07:00

wheel ideation for the renault

Exterior sketches

2010-03-30T23:26:00.001-07:00

A few more sketches for the Renault. The red one is my final direction.

Renault Interior Ideation

2010-03-29T16:24:00.000-07:00

Interior ideation (this is the stuff that led up to the renderings posted below)

Renault sketches

2010-03-29T14:10:00.001-07:00

exterior ideation for the renault... more to come!

Renault Interior

2010-03-25T03:31:00.001-07:00

Renault exterior

2010-03-08T21:23:00.001-08:00

getting back into the photoshop groove, expect more soon.

Enso

2009-12-05T08:04:00.000-08:00

This is my yacht for studio, called Enso. It's a 140' wingsailed catamaran. It's inspired by Zen buddhism, the idea is that through eco-friendly design, you can see the world without doing too much damage too it.

audi renderings

2009-11-21T23:00:00.001-08:00

Gesture Study at Detroit Zoo

2009-11-08T17:31:00.000-08:00

Over-Flag finished

2009-08-16T20:01:00.000-07:00

finally!

first gundam model est fin

sorry the pics suck...need better lighting

flag update

2009-08-12T20:02:00.000-07:00

rest of upper body roughed

started wear + tear / weathering effects (gonna be nice and battle-worn by the time i'm done)

gundam over-flag progress

2009-08-11T19:27:00.000-07:00

i've finally gotten around to starting my flag model.

i'm not going with the standard paint scheme (dark cool grey) since i already have a few shades of this green to work with, and finding a place to buy tamiya paint here has been impossible!

so here's the progress after day one. the paint's still super rough. i had some issues with the parts...(tough figuring out what's goin on with japanese instructions) it seems as though it wanted me to defy physics to get the inner parts of the torso to articulate... i ended up having to do some hacking and slashing to get it working...

i've primed all the parts normally, but i'm doing the painting with a brush, like i've done in the past with warhammer models. (not sure how that'll turn out...we'll see)

here's the torso and head so far

finalish direction

2009-08-08T21:05:00.000-07:00

i'm trying to hone in on a final direction.

i took some of the themes of the previous ones and played with the proportions a bit.

i'm goin with in-wheel motors

also, this one can turn....happy?

i'm done with my internship (won't be able to post anything for a while) but i'll be working on more postable stuff. I'll probably throw some sketchbook pages up tomorrow.

crit away!

more sketches

2009-08-04T05:49:00.001-07:00

more sketches, crit away!

sketchbook pages

2009-08-03T05:44:00.001-07:00

okey dokey...

so here's a few pages of some ideation style exploration.

this is a 6x9 sketchbook, so these aren't that big.

this first style is pretty much how i sketch now but looser and with a different pen...

this style is way different from what i do now. more of a continuous line thing.

a 30 second summary of life as a fat cat.

the one thing i'm sure i like about this style is that it's very quick. so i'm gonna feel this out a bit, fill a few sketchbooks before classes, and see how i like it. i'm sure that this style is one that needs to be practiced a shitload, so that's what i'm gonna do.

ok...crit away!

more to come!

h'ok, so...

2009-08-01T19:25:00.000-07:00

after a bit of time with prismacolor i'm not happy with the results,

so i turned to a uniball pen and a sketchbook, and have finally discovered something a lot of you have had figured out for a while.

soooo i'm trying a more automotive-thumbnail-style quick ideation sketch.

i'll be postin sketchbook pages on monday...

on an unrelated note, go see (500) days of summer, it's amazing.

going into pen-sketch rehab

2009-07-30T19:18:00.000-07:00

i was sketching trucks today and realized that my sketching is (still) waaay to tight. (see above)

i've been trying to loosen up my sketches for a while now...and it's not working with my current pen technique...

so, i'm gonna spend the weekend tearing up some newsprint with my old buddy prismacolor. quick, loose, & dirty. i'm hoping this'll lead to a better ideation sketch style than what i have now.

so i'm off until monday, i'll have a massive post for ya then.

2 more bikes for We Draw Cars

2009-07-29T20:44:00.000-07:00

A few more bikes.

These are getting a little redundant, so i'm gonna change it up a bit with the next batch.

Also, before you say it, I know they can't steer and i know there are some ergonomic issues, I'll fix all that stuff at a later phase. these are just to flesh out an aesthetic theme.

tomorrow: trucks, hover-jet-bike-things, and other stuff

Coupe

2009-07-28T19:11:00.000-07:00

sport coupe

I think the design is a bit conservative (trying to break way from that a bit)

please, crit it to shreds (rendering and design)

another round of motorcycles tomorrow, maybe some other stuff if I have time

motorcycles for we draw cars project

2009-07-27T19:41:00.001-07:00

Hey everybody, here are some renderings for the we draw cars motorcycle project.

much more to come over the next several weeks.

***slight update*** touched up the first two renderings

Stuff to come!!!

2009-07-24T11:43:00.001-07:00

Hey everybody...

I'm gonna be throwin some random stuff up here soon...

i'ma be gettin my render on...

be on the look out for that and a blog redesign

2009-05-12T09:56:00.000-07:00

my most recent studio project, more to come.

Daily 3: City Car

2008-12-22T23:51:00.000-08:00

First shot at a new, more detailed rendering method.

more to come soon.

Daily 2: Gundam

2008-12-16T00:10:00.000-08:00

My second Daily photoshop sketch. Slightly tighter linework than the last.

I'm starting a Vintage Motorcycle project so i'll be putting sketches for that up soon.

Daily 1: Gundam

2008-12-14T20:54:00.000-08:00

First of many daily photoshop sketches.

2008-12-11T18:44:00.000-08:00

2008-12-10T22:53:00.001-08:00

My name is Zack Stephanchick. I'm a Transportation Design student at the College for Creative Studies.

I've entered the blogosphere to post some renderings and get some crits. so please, crit away.

GO TIME!