This is my vision of the protagonist from Crime and Punishment's flat; it's a dingy place with a low ceiling, a couch for a bed with rolled up clothes as a pillow.
This was made with another 3D mesh as the base to expedite the compositional process.
I can imagine the worn floorboards creaking as he relentlessly paces from corner to corner, muttering to himself. Every so often he'll exclaim "Eureka! Yes that's it...THAT'S IT!" and laughing gleefully as he scrawls nearly illegible notes of mad atrocities.
Sometimes he'll sit, twirling a pen in his fingers, shuffling his haphazard notes. He'll tap his foot harder and harder until his heel is hammering on the floor. Just when it seems he is about to stomp a hole in the floor, he'll leap to his feet and continue his wild circuit of the room.
His nails are chewed to nubs, a few are even bleeding, from his constant nibbling and gnawing. His scalp is scabbed and raw from raking his fingers through his wild, unwashed hair.
His rumpled clothes are torn and stained. The madman hasn't bathed in weeks - nay months. His breath is sour from cheap wine, which he'll still drink when it's nearing the potency of vinegar.
In the darkest hours of the night he'll rise from the dank and musty couch to squat in the corner, rocking and humming while tearing bits of the yellowed wallpaper to shreds.
He doesn't know the ghastly image reflected in the cloudy window. That phantom is a lunatic. He is a genius and they all know it. It is they that made him run, hide, hurt...even kill. They feared his brilliance. They were jealous. That is why he now resides in this fetid prison. His wits are as sharp as the razor he uses to make the darting little slices in his forearm.
Crazy they called him. Murderer.
They know nothing. They know everything.
He'll show them. He'll show them all.
I think it is great idea painting scenes from books.
I imagined his flat completely different. Great to see another perspective!