When I was little I wanted to be an animator at Disney. And as I got older and became fascinated with computers, I dreamed of working at Pixar as a graphics designer-slash-engineer.
My aspirations were serious enough to enlist the help of my uncle, who at the time held the very prestigious position of VP of Broadcasting at MBC studios in Korea. After touring the studios, speaking with some of the designers (and even getting some nifty demonstrations) and having a serious talk with my uncle, I came to the conclusion that while I will continue to study graphics design, I could never work for a large studio like Pixar doing so — the work would be too tedious, the competition fierce, and I would most likely have little to no creative control for decades.
…but when you see videos like the one below, you can’t help but be transfixed by the beauty and intricacy of multidimensional animation.
And while I am content with my career choices and how my life has turned out, I can’t help but think back to those days and wonder “what if.”
We were watching Toy Story 3 last night, and just like you, I was struck by just how beautiful Pixar movies are. I was also struck by how a scene with a bunch of toys holding hands on the brink of oblivion reduced me to a crying, blubbering mess. It takes some serious talent to make an action figure (or a robot, or a fish, or a bug) emotionally resonant to the point that it is impossible to remain detached from them. Even this collections of clips made me cry (specifically, when Dori tells Marlin that when she's with him, she's home).
Pixar and Disney's animation has always blown me away. What a fun dream you had!