a little something for Halloween!
This year when I accepted a silver medal at the Society of Illustrators, I was a nervous wreck. I thanked the Society and the especially the judges who deemed Creosote as worthy. I am pretty sure I botched the rest of my little speech and omitted my proper thanks to everyone involved.
Overwhelmed by the fact that the short animation Creosote for which the award was granted took a couple years to complete. That it not only took me several months to build and animate, but it took lots of folks who offered encouragement, advice, and most importantly didn't tell me to quit. Especially my family, who never questioned why I was up late at night animating a story about a chance meeting between stranded driver and centaur with a drinking problem.
Brian Krueger helped with the story line and the gag with the cyclops at the end is based solely on his input.
Terry Border helped with lighting advice and how i could turn my garage into a makeshift filming stage with only about 4 lights.
Sam Weber who was kind enough to give me some advice on musical direction.
Scott Martin of Hobbledeions AKA That__Tho who was gracious enough to allow his track Teller to be paired with this odd story. His music allowed the animation to be transported out of the known world of sound effects and into a jarring, dream-like state of memories that I could not have achieved on my own.
Which brings me back to why I am writing this post. Creosote is a personal project that I am proud of, but the relationships that have grown and continued to grow because of this project show me that no one project is personal, it truly takes friends.
One other note about the exhibit, I was delighted to have my alphabet series DUET also selected into the show. It's pretty cool to share a wall with Brian Stauffer (left) Gary Kelly (right) and Frank Viva (below)
when work slows down at the studio, that's when i start to dig into projects to sharpen my skills, play, explore and now that my kids are older, collaborate.
so when i refer to 'we' i'm not trying to appear to be a big studio, its just that family and work are becoming more and more integrated. but that's another topic.
i picked up this not complete model in a junk shop awhile back and put it on the slow day shelf.
when we started to look into making this model we noticed it had no instructions and was missing the entire front end. so decided to make it into another impractical fantastical machine.
taking inspiration from the almost mythical Salt Flats and land speed mentality of modern contraptions such as the NASA like Bloodhound to the single minded grit of Burt Munro's Special Indian. we started drawing and digging through our junk reserves. we found some old airplane parts and along with the engine of the WLA-45 a machine started to take shape.
we worked on soldering skills, model assembly, painting and adding patina.
fitting the fuselage
we also wanted to design a character that could actually fit inside this machine
adding a dustbin fairing
fitting the engine
next came the paint scheme, endless options and heated discussions.
dressing the set with chipboard, acrylic and baby powder.
one day we both hope to head out to Bonneville Salt Flats and witness the trill in realtime, on the side lines.
falling in love with textures again this fall:
Red Bud Pododius
Smoke Tree Folder