I have been a poor journaller, I aim to improve on that.
This last week was full of twists! I got my first day job in 4 years after, what I came away thinking, bombing two interviews with Guillemot, a division of the international videogame conglommerate UbiSoft. I start on April 4th.
I talk to Jesse Falcon at a party over the weekend bemoaning my current fucked situation. I have the Sunday Funnies-esque bank balance of 82 cents at this moment, waiting for a month and a half of pay from the UCB office.
Jesse sends me an email-of-a-thousand-attachments on Tuesday (I had gotten the Guillemot call on Monday night) after sending me page after page of character drawings from Marvel’s “Young Avengers” comics. I, of course, have no fucking idea they are the “Young Avengers,” but Kirk leaning over my shoulder pointed out that that one looks kinda like Captain America… that one is kinda like Thor. Ultimately, the superheroic identity of the characters doesn’t mean donkey’s piss since I have no idea what this is about. Coloring job, maybe? Some were black and white, and some were color.
I call Jesse back and he decodes all the attachments as I am to adapt the character drawings (they were kinda fashion sketches, trying out different outfits) into blueprints for action figures. Colored… turn arounds. I’m a little out of breath. Julie Klausner is doing a couple as well, but she says they’re just monsters… Dracula and Wendigo, who she says just looks like a bigfoot. I get Sunday Funnies-esque knocked on my ass when he says what the page rate is on this. Thinking back on it, it doesn’t seem like such a huge amount considering how many man-hours go into the drawing, but I extremely undercharge for drawing so the number surprises me.
He sent me another email today adding on 10 additonal projects—designing the labels to be on the bases for a line of Spiderman and Monster toys.
My Go-Metric Cover and KFM album came out last week. Go buy them. Or weasel free copies out of people.
Kirk has had the flu for the last 3 days. I woke up at 5 AM yesterday. Stress, maybe.
My new movie class, of only 9 people, has had one session. The next class is tonight. Only half of them have ever seen the Movie performed. Why would you sign up for this class, then, I wonder. But Anthony Atamanuik had never seen the show when he took the class and he turned out fine. The Instant Cinema anniversary show is tomorrow; I have to get them something-something. Oh shit, and order their matchbooks. I keep forgetting.
I said goodbye to coaching Creep and started coaching Grenade vs. Washing Machine. Grenade V. Washingmachine looks like the to: line from a spam.
We didn’t get My Wife the Ghost editted in time for this Channel 102, so we have to delay it a month for the next one. Which is sucky, but we’ll deal with it. I went to the showing on Monday and was pretty underwhelmed. There’s so little turn over between new pilots and old pilots… only one slot changes every week.
Once I have an office to go to I’ll be better about posting. I think.