It all started about two and a half years ago, after a somewhat restless period of my life. I had just graduated from university and started a job that didn’t satisfy me. One fine day, I asked myself if what I was doing was really what I wanted to do and if it was right to settle. So I decided to drop everything and try to follow what I had set aside for too long: my passion. I wanted to bring to life what I had in my head, move my ideas, my thoughts, my emotions. Cartoons and animated films had always been my passion; they were what made me daydream. I found them the best way to convey any kind of idea, feeling, or simply a concept. But I was ignorant of the entire work process behind an animated film. I didn’t know what animation really was.
I knew a bit about the 3D world, specifically modeling, which was closer to the studies I did at university, like drawing and sculpture. But I was looking for something more than just something that stayed still and had nothing to tell. So I searched for something that could help me with what I was looking for. It wasn’t easy; the internet offers so many choices that it’s easy to get lost. Here, I think I had my first stroke of luck. I came across a link on Google that said, “squashnstretch.net Italian School of Digital Animation by Filippo Dattola.” Clicking on that link was the most important and wise decision I ever made.
I did it with some fear because I realized I was about to “collide” with what I was seeking most in the world: my passion! I wrote more than one email to be more than sure of my choice, or maybe to buy some time, I don’t know. But I let some time pass. The person who responded to my many emails did so with an Olympian and disarming calm. It seemed like anything but someone who was only interested in making money. So I decided to enroll in the first module of this Animation school by Filippo Dattola.
For me, it was the first time for everything; it all seemed strange. Live online lessons, recorded lessons to follow, a forum to post animation progress and receive comments, downloadable rigs (which I didn’t even know what they were), playblasts, webinars (we studied animations from Disney and DreamWorks films... A dream). Everything was new, everything was strange, but everything was so damn well organized, so simple to follow and understand. I immediately thought that this was what I was looking for!
But when the first lessons started, I have to admit, it was very tough. I was the only one in the first module; the other students were much more advanced than me and were doing really nice and interesting things, as well as fun ones. I had to make a ball bounce and stop. It felt frustrating and boring; I thought, a whole module bouncing balls, making springs jump and sacks of flour bounce, and swinging a pendulum against a wall. I have to admit, I was very inconsistent in the first few weeks. I didn’t follow the lessons much, I didn’t feel like it, and it all seemed so useless. I thought maybe I had gotten everything wrong about myself. I almost thought about giving up, also because Filippo checked every detail of that bouncing ball. I asked myself, all this care for this? Then one fine evening in class, it took just one sentence from Filippo to make me understand the “power” of that bouncing ball. It may sound silly to say, but after what he told me, I became that bouncing ball, that spring that jumped, and that pendulum that swung. And from that evening, not a day went by that I wasn’t in front of the computer, in front of a book, or in front of an animated film, observing everything that moved to study animation. Slowly, that ball turned into walking cycles, running, actions, and acting, until it became flying creatures and characters interacting with each other and living, all because of that bouncing ball.
And it was great to see Filippo never sparing himself in anything, giving his passion 100%. It was a rare thing for me, and it was fantastic, learning with the best. For this, I will never stop thanking him for everything he taught and conveyed to me with his passion.