Behind the scenes
By Chamophélie, special correspondent · 1 min read
The studio let us in: the chamos finally have a proper skeleton, and their humps sway when they gallop. It sounds silly. It changes everything.
They let me into the workshop — a few hours only, just long enough for them to tidy up whatever was lying around. What I saw: a chamo suspended in mid-air, cut into pieces, surrounded by little numbered bones.
"That's the rig," someone explained, in the tone of a man who has explained this a hundred times. In plain words: the skeleton that lets you animate it. Without it, a chamo runs like a table.
The hard part is the humps. They have to move — otherwise it looks like a horse that went wrong — but not too much, or it looks like a jelly. It took three weeks to find the right jelly.
The Papyrus will be back in the workshop. They promised not to lock the door.