More Art with Friends

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On Tuesday my friends Andre and Amy came over and joined me for another exhilarating evening of collaborative art. It was fun, because they were new to this particular sort of work that I’ve been doing. It was kind of weird having to explain it and going over some of the same questions I’d had myself the first time I did it:

Q: “What do we draw?”
A: “Anything you like, but more along the lines of shapes and abstract stuff.”
Q: “I tend to draw sort of concrete objects. So…”
A: “Well, don’t! No, really, just kind of do what you want and we’ll see how it works out. There’s not right or wrong thing.”
Q: “When do we switch?”
A: “Whenever.”

Good times, and we came up with some pretty cool stuff!

As a footnote, my extremely sharp Awesome Readers will note that there are two days missing from this entry and the previous one. I failed hugely at getting a picture on Sunday. Quite simply, I was exhausted from the day before, and spent the evening processing pictures from the previous week’s zombie shoot and completely forgot to photograph anything! It just slipped my mind. I was angry on Monday, and sort of blew it off/forgot on purpose, and then decided to get back to it on Tuesday. I don’t know if I’m going to start my count all over again or not, but I’m going to keep shooting. We’ll see. I’m not going to just give it up. I don’t feel that’s the right thing to do, and I don’t think it’s going to make me feel any better at all about missing two days. I made a mistake, but I think I’ll be better served by moving on and continuing the work. Quitting never made me feel all that great in the past. I’m all for doing things differently these days.

Rush Job

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Does anyone remember when I did Masterpiece in a Day last year? If not, well here’s the short version: I did it. If you do, then you’ll know a lot more. You have about six hours to create an entire piece of art from beginning to end. It’s an annual event. Here’s my buddy Darrell working on his sculpture. MiaD is so friggin’ cool that I’ll probably have to devote an entire blog entry to it. Oh, and I did manage to complete my piece this year! It was a day full of win.

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Don’t you wish you had this on your dash? My friend just bought a retired cop car to use as his daily driver. It has this sticker on the dash. It also has an extra dome light, a large one, that’s called the “ticket light” used for illumination when writing such things. It has all kinds of other funky stuff, like the dome light doesn’t come on when you open the door, ’cause sometimes, you know, you don’t want that to happen. We theorized about all the people who may have gotten a ride in the back seat. Creepy, weird, and pretty cool.

So Blue

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I don’t know why, but this picture makes me think I’m about to take a ride through the tunnel in the first Willy Wonka movie. And does anyone else find it sad that now you have to put the word “first” before the words “Willy Wonka movie?”

Woohoo! More art!

Finished artwork!  Rock!

Finished artwork! Rock!

My friend Jem and I started on these a few weeks ago. I think we got these done…four weeks? That’s amazing, if I do say so myself. We were both really stoked that we completed them. I just love finishing a project. I’ve said it before, it used to be a hallmark of my creative life that I would start a project and not complete it, but these, THESE ARE DONE! Yet more evidence that I CAN finish something. And Jem can finish something as well, which she has also told me she cannot do. Here is proof that she’s lying. If she tells you otherwise, just pull this up and remind her.

Any rate, these were tons of fun to do, and we immediately started on new ones that night. We got all the line work done for them. She’s going on vacation next week, so no drawing, but we’ll resume in two weeks. Awesome!

Working on Wheels of Death

...Yeah, just, uh, move that thing!  And that other thing!

...Yeah, just, uh, move that thing! And that other thing!

Monday was the big car scene shoot for “8 Wheels of Death,” the zombie movie I’m in. Before I became one of the cast, however, I volunteered the use of my and my brother’s Chevelle for use in a scene. After having had to reschedule the shoot once due to fears of rain, we finally got it all together on Monday night. My brother was a hero, taking a half day off of work and trucking the car down there while I left work and immediately headed south to meet with him at the shoot.

Here some of the crew decided camera and mic placement for a key scene in which someone gets killed. Good times, right? I know! They even got some fake blood on the dashboard! And, there was a shot where an admission ticket had to be used, and they had left the prop at home. My brother said, “There are tickets on the dashboard,” as that’s where we often “keep” drag tickets after a racing event. They used one of them, and now I have a fake-blood-stained ticket as a souvenir of the whole thing. You gotta love that.

It was fun. It was big fun! I can’t wait until the actual acting shoot that’s coming up in a little over a week!

Big, Flat Music

Put the needle on the record...

Put the needle on the record...

Remember these? People used to buy them, rush to the store to get them even! Big, circular discs of music-y goodness. I have a small collection. I’m by no means an audiophile or collector of old vinyl, but I have a few. Mostly I owe my meager collection to friends who see stuff I’d like and pick it up for me. Bruce has red on his head because a friend found “The River” at a thrift store and brought it home just for me. This was only a couple years ago, and until I set aside some money to buy the CD, I actually put the thing on my turntable (I had to buy one at a yard sale just to listen to some vinyl a few years prior), and used them as originally intended.

I haven’t listened to every single one of these all the way through. Some of them came with my house when I bought it (I also have Elvis Live from Hawaii on 8-track!…but it plays badly *frowns*). Still, I think I’ve listened to at least parts of all of them, and this stuff rolls around in my head in various random ways and somehow comes out of me when I’m onstage.