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Here’s a video from the Pop Portrait series. Boba Fett, take 2. Enjoy!
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Poison Ivy Timelaps. Three and a half hours compressed down to seven minutes.
Woot! I got some Philo archives up until October of 2007 ***EDIT: January, 2008. There is almost another two years left of comics after that and the entire run of videos to upload, but I think I figured out a method for doing so. Behind the scenes, things have finally settled enough for me to start updating the site again on a regular basis. I’ll have access to my archives and tools soon enough to start scanning in my future production diary for Captain T.
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Over the past several weeks, I’ve been doing a lot of consulting with local artists about branding and selling their artwork. It’s been rewarding work that has taught me a lot about myself and what I enjoy doing. Every artist has a market for their art but sometimes they’re not always sure where that is. I believe in these artists I’ve been working with and their dedication to their work. We’ve been packaging and refining some pieces for weeks. Today was spent walking along the 16th street mall in downtown Denver with samples in hand to sell to a local vendor. Pretty exciting stuff. You’ll have to wait a few more days until we’re done taking photos of the final product.
Also, lots and lots of writing. Captain T is coming- Oh yes. And it will be wonderful. I’ve finished the first draft of episode one and am currently in the rewriting. Writing is fun, re-writing is work. But it’s work I enjoy doing. A production diary is on the horizon as I track my progress on the project. Until then, writing, writing, writing.
More to come! See you soon.
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The recent tragic death of Robin Williams was quite shocking to me. I found myself thinking these thoughts over and over again until I finally put them down. I needed to get this block out from my other work. While there are countless deaths happening in the world through war, genocide, and terror it is sometimes unclear why the death of someone unassociated with these things can get so much more attention. The truth of the matter is about visibility. Robin Williams was seen the world over in movies, television, posters for such things, on stage, in comedy clubs, and heard on the radio. He entertained troops in Iraq during the thickest fighting. He was a lonesome child growing up. The clip below from Mork and Mindy: Mork meets Robin Williams (Season 3, Episode 10). In his Inside the Actor’s Studio interview, he discussed how this clip was him talking about the real him. So, here’s a poem I wrote about the man’s death. I’m sure Robert Pinsky could do better.
The flashing smile and quickest wit
Do not always save the day.
It becomes not important to stay fit,
To care, to dress, or want to stay.
Lightning jokes and deadpan humor
Are both felt as highs and low.
It’s hard to fathom the pain to cure
(Or think to cure) with drugs like blow.
An actor becomes what he invents,
He builds the mask that others see.
Within camouflaged environments,
“Disappearing into me.”
The tall thin walls created by
The character masks- the actor wears,
It’s not enough to love his work
You have to love them and make it theirs.
Those walls can crumble, fall and crack.
They can bury the builder in too high.
The blackness hides the dark path back,
They redraw into the self-hate lie-
That they’re not worth the life they live,
And that nothing has an impact.
They think there is nothing to give,
That life, itself, is just an act.
To choose the ending of their own play,
Is not how story structure works.
The characters really have no say,
Of the ending of them that darkly lurks.
It is the actor and creator and the muse-
The inventor of these masks galore,
Finding simply nothing of use,
In all himself to live some more.
There is no time travel, no magic left-
To say “Don’t do it,” or simply “Stop.”
It feels like murder, like petty theft.
The whole world’s heart fell down “plop.”
The creative spark and touch you made…
I wish you’d fought…I wish you’d stayed.
Filed in schedule Comments Off on Relocation, location, location
Coming out of online hibernation now. We made it to Denver without much to report. Both Ian and I are good and the cats all seem to be fine. For the moment, we’re staying with a friend until the house sells in California.
Wow, I love this state! Between the glorious splendor of the Rocky Mountains to the west, rolling clouds with short cooling rains, the amount of visual green space while driving around, bike paths, and opportunities, I find myself questioning why I didn’t do this sooner. Moving is very expensive, though, so money is a bit tight until I get more established here. A few freelance writing gigs have already been picked up here so I am encouraged by the new environment.
This means the long process of updating my social media information and accounts on sites like odesk.com and skillshare to reflect my new surroundings. The office is completely packed up and in storage in a POD somewhere so I’ll be unable to update the comics until it is unpacked and I have access to my printer and scanner again. The same is true of the Pop Portraits. To rectify the absence of art, I’ll be posting some experiments drawn with a Wacom tablet on the LOG portion of the site within the coming weeks.