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| Wednesday, November 25th, 2009 | | 11:14 am |
| | Tuesday, November 24th, 2009 | | 5:47 pm |
| | Monday, November 23rd, 2009 | | 1:38 pm |
| | Thursday, November 19th, 2009 | | 2:37 pm |
| | Wednesday, November 18th, 2009 | | 5:45 pm |
Exhalation of the Moon.
 The Exhalation of the moon, or: The mysterious planet Monstrator eclipses the sun. (Inspired by the writings of Charles Fort) | | Tuesday, November 17th, 2009 | | 9:22 pm |
Battlefield
 Here's a monster on a battlefield. I think this is very ugly, color-wise, but maybe that's alright? | | Monday, November 16th, 2009 | | 2:41 pm |
| | Sunday, November 15th, 2009 | | 3:56 pm |
| | Thursday, November 12th, 2009 | | 7:58 pm |
Mr. Confusion
 Mr. Confusion walks in the night. Perhaps you yourself have seen him, passing your window in the wee hours.... | | Monday, November 9th, 2009 | | 6:41 pm |
| | 12:05 am |
It is what it is!
Recently I have been getting into color and painting....Trying new things, expressing more stuff? I dunno!  Ain't this a woofer! | | Sunday, November 8th, 2009 | | 12:34 am |
Brain
 I am currently reading 'Postcards from the Brain Museum,' a book about the history of the study of the human brain, and how scientists through the ages tried to find physical characteristics within the brain to show genius. It's fascinating and has a story in it so weird and intriguing I think I may use it as the basis for a new feature length film idea. I'd describe it now, but it's too early to elaborate further. Needless to say my own brain is now gripped with this idea....about brains. ... | | Thursday, October 29th, 2009 | | 2:00 pm |
| | Sunday, October 25th, 2009 | | 4:54 pm |
MY NAME IS POTATO!
Perhaps the most adorable and inexplicable music video ever. I love it. | | 12:01 pm |
| | Friday, October 23rd, 2009 | | 12:49 am |
"Ours is not an existence but an utterance." -Charles Fort
"Ours is not an existence but an utterance." -Charles Fort I am currently reading the collected works of Charles Fort, having found his all-in-one book in a handsome 1950s edition hard-cover at a brilliant used bookstore who had a supernatural/unknown section so vast it actually broke down into shelved categories (ie a shelf for ghosts, a shelf for werewolves...). I've always had the utmost respect for Fort but until now had never really read his work. It's wondrous. For those who don't know he was the first person to heavily collect information of strange phenomena and curious events unabashedly, looking for, if not answers, then patterns. Fish falling from the sky and the sort...It is from his name that we get the adjective 'Fortean.' One has to respect people who have become adjectives. Strange and vast things are always afoot, one step sideways from the vision we see as reality. I wish I could tap into this more frequently. But day to day doldrums take up far too much of my time these days. I am very busy, but at a standstill! I am in the midst of a new animation, but can't animate anymore until I get some new footage from NYC and on top of this I already have my next paid music video/animation gig, but that song won't be fully mastered till the end of the week...So I have projects...and yet nothing to do. So, without work, I just mope around. A typical day consists of me waking around noon, puttering around on the computer for a few hours and then, having literally nothing else to do, trying to go back to sleep again, usually to awake from restless dreams around six, where I have dinner, and then...putter about on the computer for a few hours..... Sometimes it feels like there's nothing outside of my little apartment. That it's all a hazy mirage set up in this dusty desert. Things I took for solid real people, friends, relationships, have drifted away like particles of sand on a stormy beach. The saddest thing for sure about the post-college time is the realization of how many people one took for true friends, were but friends of convenience, and how, with the closeness of classes gone, these friends too leave, for their own attempts at life or work or who knows. It's terribly frustrating to miss people whom at the same time you don't want to actually be with, considering how they are now treating you or have utterly cut off all contact from mysteriously. It makes me feel like I too don't truly exist, if I can be thrown away so quickly, discarded, unwanted. My mind reels. Always this disconnectedness! Living alone certainly doesn't help this. But I wanted to live alone. Though maybe it wasn't the best idea. However, for all those lost and gone, there's always a few true blue friends who seem to have stood by, who call randomly and release me from my mental machinations. And so it is with a sense of great relaxedness that tomorrow I will go about building a miniature hospital room set for a friend's pilot comedy show. Actual footage of people shot against green screen will be composited into my miniature set. Isn't that cool? Aren't I real? | | Friday, October 16th, 2009 | | 11:11 pm |
Autumnal Dance
 I had some left over paint from what I was using on a shirt for my Halloween costume, so I started brushing it crazily onto some paper without any thought. After a little bit I saw what looked like some dancing creature, so I added some elements to it. Consider it an Autumnal Dance from a Leaf Critter. | | Wednesday, October 14th, 2009 | | 2:29 pm |
'Killer Buyers' back from the past?
The summer before I went to Prague I became involved in a documentary with Amanda Sorvino that was to expose the horrors of horse auctions and slaughter...I haven't ever really talked about it online since for the project went insane, fell apart, and became literally dangerous for all of us involved. I wouldn't even be talking about it now, but it would appear that the old rough trailer I cut together for it (As I was the cameraman and sole editor for what would have been a feature length film) that Amanda still had has been put online, as if it were still a real thing that is still happening. For the record, it is not happening. However I thought I'd post this here to set this straight, so as to acknowledge that yes, this was done by me, and, in a true sense, this is just the tip of the iceberg...An iceberg no one will ever really see, for many, many reasons. Be aware, this trailer is dark and sort of grim, considering the subject matter. | | Monday, October 12th, 2009 | | 8:04 pm |
| | Wednesday, October 7th, 2009 | | 10:47 pm |
Garf
All this California warmness is taking a toll on my mind. Sure, it's finally getting 'cool' here, a la in the 70s, but still. I miss Fall something awful! I miss the cool mysterious wind, the changing colors of the leaves, the crackling sound of those leaves underfoot...I miss the quiet night silence and the small sounds of crickets. There's no sense of mystery within the weather here. I miss rain, moody rain. I miss grey skies! The only time the sky here is grey is when there's a brush fire. Sure, california makes up for the lack of fall with the amount of horror/halloween movies the theatres show here, but still... Having been here since January, in this constant warmness, makes me feel like I am in some sort of stasis. It's nerve wracking. I have a new stop motion music video to start though. I just need to buy a blue sheet to use as a background blue screen (yes blue, not green, for one of my monster puppets is green), and as always, before starting a new project, a strange sense of fear and worry comes over me, a sort of stage fright if you will. I dunno. As much as I love animation (and oh, I do), after this music video I feel I want to set aside animation for a little bit, and work on some live action stuff. I feel so cooped up working on my little projects....Sure they are paid, and sure they are for real bands, but being able to do them completely alone in my own apartment, well, I dunno, it doesn't feel real. Not that much does though anyway! |
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