This was a project that was very long in the making. It began as very heavily storyboarded drawn piece based on a poem and the piece of music I had.
It slowly degenerated into the above.
Made in Maya.
So recently I submitted it to a few festivals with the following synopsis:
“God’s taps gleamed far above, like Chomolungma’s peak, but they leaked . The Devil’s toad sat by the death plug unable to progress beyond early meiotic division. Although distressed by Charons pet nymphs, it gained succour from the drip and stole time before new washers arrived.
Short psychedelic whimsey.”