Language of flowers
Forgotten language
Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly in my bed.
Once I heard and answered all the questions of the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dying flake of snow
Once I spoke the language of the flowers…
How did it go?
How did it go?
-Shel Silverstein
This project is a work in progress! Not finished but not forgotten, and still beloved.
Initial styleframes
Most of my initial style remained the same, but during animation I wanted the light to be a bigger part of the stylization. I wanted it to look like moonlight through clouds, or sunlight streaming through leaves in a forest.
Initial storyboards
With the style changes this project has undergone since the time I made these boards these boards will likely change as well.
