JOURNAL: Big Big Truck (E K)

  • How you git so fluffy? 2002-01-14 10:17:32 Went to bed last night at 1:30 because 1337H4X0R was meowing at some other cat out the window... woke up at 5 with a splitting headache. Hello, cedar pollen season.

    Sigh.

    Going to the printer to press-check the Ushicon T-shirts today... program book is coming together... pre-reg badges are almost done (we got some last-minute stragglers.)
    My God, I think this con might actually WORK.
    I'm terribly nervous - we have almost 200 preregistered members, so if attendance trends hold true, we can expect over 600 people. Which there isn't room enough for in the hotel. AAAAGH. Crowded crowded!! @_@;;
    We were expecting 400-ish...

    OK, link for today...

    This is pretty cool (Flash clock):
    http://yugop.com/ver3/stuff/03/fla.html
     
  • And she was lying in the grass / and she could hear the highway breathing / and she could see it in my factory / she's making sure she is not dreaming 2002-01-13 14:31:42 Just because I'm creative again doesn't mean I'm not still a BIG FAT FANGIRL GEEKNERD.
    I am TOTALLY SPAZZING OUT over this news:

    02/春: COWBOY BEBOP CD-BOX発売予定New!
    未発表音源、新録曲も収録 4CD+8cmCD 予価¥9,800

    <Wayne> Ohh, delicious unreleased music. It will be mine. Oh yes. It will be mine. </Wayne>
     
  • But oh-oh what I want to know is are you kind? 2002-01-12 00:17:25 To offset that navel-gazing, here's some FUN!

    The Official Ninja Webpage:
    http://www.bol.ucla.edu/~rahjr79/ninja.htm
    "Ninjas are sooooooooooo sweet that I want to crap my pants. I can't believe it sometimes, but I feel it inside my heart. These guys are totally awesome and that's a fact. Ninjas are fast, smooth, cool, strong, powerful, and sweet. I can't wait to start yoga next year. I love ninjas with all of my body (including my pee pee)." 
  • I got the brand new doodoo guranteed like Yoo-Hoo! 2002-01-12 00:13:34 Not too much to do on a program book when we haven't hammered out the final schedule yet.
    If you're familiar with the works of Allen Ginsberg and don't mind some Wrong, check out my Bebop oekaki board this evening.

    Warning: the following journal entry is self-indulgent ooey-gooey krep.

    A lot of really good stuff happened to me today. It's been a good day.

    At LAST, I FINALLY got shot through the brain with that lightning-injection of creativity I'd been missing for the past 6 months. I'm finally MAKING IDEAS again. God.
    The best way I can relate this feeling is... the artistic (meaning visual art) creative experience, to me, is like sailing around the world on a very flimsy boat. You make that boat out of the materials you create in your own head, but at some point, they give out on you, or you get depressed and fall off... you flounder in the ocean for a while, clinging to one fragment of driftwood to stay afloat - to keep drawing - until you gather the strength and resources and confidence to build a new boat again. There are no islands, because if you're on an island, you're no longer going anywhere.
    So, to beat this metaphor further into the ground, I've been alternately sailing and dog-paddling since I was 4 years old. Since getting thrown off my boat in May due to the emotional slump of unemployment, the market crash, and a soul-crushing temp job this summer, I lost my creativity and had to borrow someone else's. A piece of driftwood called "Bebop" came floating along... it was big enough for me to lie down on on a while and stretch my drawing hand.
    My brain was still too fried to come up with anything original, but at least I kept drawing. And drawing. And practicing. And gradually improving. Maybe making some folks chuckle in the process. I also got a better grasp of male anatomy.

    WOW, that really sounds bad.

    But you know what I mean. Due to drawing male characters and all.
    Anyway.

    So Cowboy Bebop fanart was my vehicle for improving my technical skills while I waited for my heart and brain to kick into gear. Sort of like eating ramen every day till you get that big paycheck and can buy groceries to make your own meal. (but it sure was nummy ramen.)
    Which they FINALLY did tonight. I feel... I feel like a lightbulb that's just been turned on.

    Wow, that sounds bad too.

    But I think you get it. I feel like the tenants in my head have been away for 6 months in rehab, and now they're back.

    Jesus, that sounds worse.

    Forget the similes.
    Let's just say that I'm finally developing characters and stories and visual worlds IN MY OWN DAMN HEAD again.
    And I'm pleased as punch.

    Dammit. Another simile.


    I did incorporate that piece of driftwood into my boat, though - I'm still going to make those music videos I've been planning. 
  • come to me cover me hold me / together we'll break these chains of love 2002-01-11 18:45:32 Oh man, the Wrong is just out of control today. Must be the weather.

    Did a really nice poster design today, that'll probably go up on BBT soon. (YES!! ACTUAL WORK TO DO!! SOMETHING OTHER THAN FANART TO FILL MY TIME!! THANK YOU, GOD!!)
    There's a poetry reading coming up and one of the guests is Chuck D (formerly of Public Enemy), so I'm breaking out the fun stylization & crazy (yet restrained) fonts.

    I hope I get to do the poster for the George Clinton show too.

    Ushicon program book awaits... nnngh. Gorgeous sunset outside. Dun. Wanna. Do it. *sigh*

     
Current server time: Jan 02, 2026 17:59:59