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The first smile I brought on my parent’s face was on that shivering cold day, 09th January 1978, the best memorable day for them when I took birth in Kolkata. As my parents say I was very naughty during my childhood stage. My Mother was a Senior Secondary School Teacher in a West Bengal Govt School which was situated in a village named Amta, that’s why I also stayed with my mother and spent my childhood and adolescent period there, itself. My Father was a defense employee, his office was in Kolkata. For that reason I used to come and visit my Father and our house along with my Mother in weekends. Basically we belong to very much Bengali cultured family. I am their one and only issue. I have a cousin brother whom I love very much, he is a Post Doctorate, his wife that’s my sister-in-law is also a Science Graduate and their sweet daughter, my niece is very affectionate to me, they are now living in USA. I have very good and cute memories of my youth period. I loved that village life. I had a large circle of friends with whom, I used to climb trees, go for swimming in those ponds, fed fishes. Chirping of birds and fragrance of those beautiful flowers, the vast paddy fields till now feels me as marvelous. I really miss those days, that naughtiness, stupidities, childish nature, all those were heaven to me.
After I did my schooling, we left that village and came to Kolkata in our new house. Here I did my Graduation, made new friends, after my Graduation I joined a Football club, I love Football very much, it’s an oxygen to me. My favorite club is Mohunbagan. Figo and Maradona are one of my best footballers. I have also played Handball in Kolkata league. I also love to play guitar, one of my favorite time pass. I am also very fond of watching Bengali, English, Spanish and Italian, French films. Tom Hanks and his Cast Away as well as Forest Gump are my all time favorite. Russell Crowe’s The Beautiful Mind is mind blowing. I also loved La-Strada, Stalker, Seventh Seal, Three Colours Blue, Nostalgia, Through a glass darkly, Pother Pachali (Song of a little road). My favorite directors are Andrei Tarkovsky ,Ingmar Bergman,Federica Felini, Akira Kurosawa, Satyajeet Ray, Rittik Ghatak.
After I completed Graduation in Literature I took admission in a Multimedia Institute to learn all aspects of Multimedia. But without one’s own hard work no one can achieve a single bit so as I had to do, for learning these in details I have to spent every of my single time to learn Multimedia because my aim was that to be some one in every one. After the process, I started my career as a Multimedia professional. It can also be well said as 3D Artist and Animator. I used to do 3D Architectural Visualization to advertisements, product designing to special effects (After Effect) and little bit character modeling and animation. After years of working, I met with my life partner and we got married in 28th November 2005. Now we are a happy married couple living with my parents, we four are enjoying our life as it should be.
Location
Kolkata, India
Interests
Music, Films, Photography
Occupation
3D Artist and Animator
Software Used
3D Studio Max, Photoshop, After Effects, Painter, Illustrator
Frank Lloyd Wright , Andrea Papini, Elif Serencio, Bay Wrights
Favorite Building
Tajmahal, Konark,Maccu Piccu, Great wall of Chaina, Pyramids of Egypt
Favorite Car
Cars of James Bond ;)
Favorite Website
3d2design.com, 3dallusions.com
Real Name/Studio
Indranil Ray
Signature
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro’ Gleams that untravell’d world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end.....