ride

Been wrapping on EPIC till Jan, just coming up for air before another movie gets cruuuuunched (which is right now, busy busy).

My friend likes to ride his bike around the ‘hood. When he rides down the street, women jump him, babies cry and men flee for their lives. True story.

fight

monsters and mansuits

Here’s a bit I did up for the latest Q Pop gallery event “Tokusatsu – Japanese Science Fiction Art Show”

on Sep 15th. Again, I wish I could have been there for the main event, because it looked completely awesome. But I had to draw this here movie. Dang bills. Always needing the money. Anyways, if you go through this link, you might be able to spot the piece below but I’m not gonna point it out to you because you need to see all that rad shit up there. Thanks again to Chris Mitchell, proprietor and esquire, for inviting me to toss something in.

A bit about this: It’s Jamila, a monster from the series Ultraman. One of the most tragic of the monsters, he originally was a human astronaut, launched into space with a small crew by an unnamed country. The rocket crashed and Jamila was the sole survivor. Rather than launch a rescue mission, the country abandoned him to his fate. Horribly mutated by cosmic radiation, Jamila built his own spaceship from the wreckage and flew back to Earth to exact his revenge. The Science Patrol, much against their will, were regrettably forced to kill Jamila to stop him from crushing the UN.

‘REVENGE!’ is what the characters read if Google translate is correct. The title of it is “It Is Always This Way With Politicians. Only Their Words Are Beautiful”. That is the last line of the episode, spoken as the Science Patrol walked away from Jamila’s grave.

 

 

‘Epic’ trailer

What a wonderfully strange job I have. I imagine what a scene in a movie looks like, draw it, and then, months or years later, it becomes part of an actual movie.

Overall, the story changed vastly along the way. On the story crew we’re all hired to help the director execute the film that they want, and support whatever vision she or he might have even if we have different tastes. It’s simultaneously a challenge and a simple thing. The important thing is we find the story the director wants to tell.

The finalized shots of this tech geek running through the forest and rolling the bird over in his hands and some of the shots of the soldier being chased through the treetops are almost exactly as I imagined it the first pass, when I closed my eyes, imagined it, and then drew it as I saw it in my mind’s eye.

The animators, layout, lighting crew and all the finishers on the production floor added their skills and made my simple drawings pop into 3D, adding touches I had never thought of, seeming to make the sequence live and breathe – as it had in my imagination when I recorded it in drawings as best I could, as inaccurate as it was (the drawings never come out as good as I’d hoped).

I’ll never get tired of that part of the job, the transformation from my imagination into some kind of reality because other people have applied their immense skills, even if it is for someone else’s film. I have my own creations going to keep some of that feeling for myself, but for right now, I ‘m feeling pretty grateful that this is how I pay the bills.

commish

“Hey kid, you like baseball? The Cincinnatti Reds, eh? Okay…hey you like birds? Hummingbirds maybe? Ah, save it. Of course you do. Who doesn’t, right? Nice headphones. Take em everywhere, I bet? Yeah, sure you do. You know anyone who catches butterflies? You do now, heheh! Fuggettaboutit you’ll see, kid. Yep. There ya go, kid. That’s it, Mr. Hutcherson. Enjoy… Huh? Nah, it was nuthin.”

phantom child

Another day, another kids shirt!

Spoooooky, I know.

Download the image below, get yerself one of those printer friendly, iron-on sheets of paper, slap it on a shirt and give it away as a gift. Or keep it. But for God’s sakes if you use it to decorate a body pillow you’re sexually obsessed with, never EVER let me know…EVER.

Enjoy!

En guarde!

Two weeks ago I organized a research trip to the Fencing Academy of Westchester, not too far from Blue Sky. Around 27 people from the studio, from all departments, were taught the basics of fencing with foil and sabre. Our instructor, Alex Zurabishvili, was a Georgian ex-pat and national competitor and coach.

Needless to say, he’s a master, and it’s always interesting to see a talented professional at work. Catlike and effortless, he showed us a million ways to poke someone with a pointy piece of metal. After a few pointers on how to properly stab someone with style, he even let us fence against him – every one of us! Letting each of us win, he pretty much exemplified the sportsmanship required to participate in this sport. It did, however, feel more like he was letting us live.

I was too busy trying to get the hang of it to take too many pics, but here’s a few:

Some kids had a class before we started. Quick little dudes and dudettes!

Learning the sabre!

Ed, Alex Zurabishvili's assistant, teaches the footwork essential to stabbing people with class

En guarde! To the pain! (watch The Princess Bride if you don't get what that means)

"I'm gonna slash you and your intestine will land here." Alex would never do that, he let us all win! It felt more like he was lettin us live...

And of course by the time it was all over, we did a lot of this around the hallways…I could tell you what project this was for, but I’d get canned. Best to go to every movie Blue Sky releases and give me job security look for this stuff in the films!