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I had a lovely Friday evening, spent in galavanting round Bradford with Angie, buying pretty jewellery, drinking delicious beer way too cheaply (I got a free pint of Kronenberg Blanc cos they messed up pouring it) and watching some extremely attractive young men and ladies Bollywood dancing through fountains and fireworks on the Town Hall steps. (No zombies, before you ask. Do you get Bollywood zombie films? Or horror films? I would very much like to see one if you do...)
But I have spent much time drawing zombies, to help promote the Subculture's upcoming Day of the Dead event. I meandered down to the pub to pass on some initial sketches to Sarah O only to find that over the course of the evening many people old and new gathered for a thorough night of Pubness. It was wonderful. I seem to have a somewhat ambivilant relationship with clubbing these days, but I love pub. I miss pub. I need more pub in my life. Especially since I had some interesting conversations that may lead to useful contacts and career development and other such exciting stuff. (No, I'm not being flipant - it is all exceedingly exciting to me. Better than cake in fact.)
Had some inspiring but terrifying conversations about illustration, comic book art, submissions, portfolios and agents. Have come to the conclusion that while I'm not in a bad place artwise right now, I could still be a hell of a lot better. I'm looking at portfolios and thinking "I could actually do that if I worked at it... but I can't right now." I need to start getting a lot more focussed in, spend a lot more time studying, practising and training up my technical skills, and spending a lot more time on individual pieces. I remember a lot of my reports from Uni saying "This is great, but I feel there's something more in there, an extra place you could take it." Maybe it's not too late to start looking for that...
Unfortunately all this zombiedom seems to have infected my Mac, which is currently in an uber state of deadness. Not only is it refusing to boot up at all, even into obscure modes, it is also trying to kill any other computer that gets hooked up to it to try to salvage any data from the hard drive. It's currently being guarded by a nice Apple tehnician who is hitting it with a stick to try to make it cough up any salvageable data.* Then it'll be off to the nice Applecare specialists who will pacify and brainwash it and turn it back into a useful and productive member of society. This may involve even bigger sticks. They have also offered to teach me to care for the hard drive to stop it going ferral again.
Luckily I'm fairly well backed up but I know there's some recent work on there I have been slightly naughty about - nothing major and nothing I can't recreate if I need to... not that I'm likely to need to - but I'm dreading finding out that there's something reallly vital that has totally slipped my mind...
The one thing I know I don't have saved elsewhere is a set of nice woodland photographs - nothing spectacular, but there were a couple of images that worked quite well and I shall miss if they're gone for good. Ironically I had refrained from deleting them from my camera for months as I couldn't remember if I had transferred them to my computer or not. Last weekend I finally cleared them off as I had checked and they were safely stored on my hard drive. *sigh*
On the other hand I have lost the scrappy attempts at an illustration I was struggling with badly when I was eally ill with eczema and unable to focus on anything, much less complex 3D looking stuff done in Illustrator. This may be a good thing, as it will force me to start again completely from scratch which is quite probably the best approach.
I had 3 zombies in the title, didn't I? Oh well. The other one is an invisible zombie, sat just behind your left shoulder...
But I have spent much time drawing zombies, to help promote the Subculture's upcoming Day of the Dead event. I meandered down to the pub to pass on some initial sketches to Sarah O only to find that over the course of the evening many people old and new gathered for a thorough night of Pubness. It was wonderful. I seem to have a somewhat ambivilant relationship with clubbing these days, but I love pub. I miss pub. I need more pub in my life. Especially since I had some interesting conversations that may lead to useful contacts and career development and other such exciting stuff. (No, I'm not being flipant - it is all exceedingly exciting to me. Better than cake in fact.)
Had some inspiring but terrifying conversations about illustration, comic book art, submissions, portfolios and agents. Have come to the conclusion that while I'm not in a bad place artwise right now, I could still be a hell of a lot better. I'm looking at portfolios and thinking "I could actually do that if I worked at it... but I can't right now." I need to start getting a lot more focussed in, spend a lot more time studying, practising and training up my technical skills, and spending a lot more time on individual pieces. I remember a lot of my reports from Uni saying "This is great, but I feel there's something more in there, an extra place you could take it." Maybe it's not too late to start looking for that...
Unfortunately all this zombiedom seems to have infected my Mac, which is currently in an uber state of deadness. Not only is it refusing to boot up at all, even into obscure modes, it is also trying to kill any other computer that gets hooked up to it to try to salvage any data from the hard drive. It's currently being guarded by a nice Apple tehnician who is hitting it with a stick to try to make it cough up any salvageable data.* Then it'll be off to the nice Applecare specialists who will pacify and brainwash it and turn it back into a useful and productive member of society. This may involve even bigger sticks. They have also offered to teach me to care for the hard drive to stop it going ferral again.
Luckily I'm fairly well backed up but I know there's some recent work on there I have been slightly naughty about - nothing major and nothing I can't recreate if I need to... not that I'm likely to need to - but I'm dreading finding out that there's something reallly vital that has totally slipped my mind...
The one thing I know I don't have saved elsewhere is a set of nice woodland photographs - nothing spectacular, but there were a couple of images that worked quite well and I shall miss if they're gone for good. Ironically I had refrained from deleting them from my camera for months as I couldn't remember if I had transferred them to my computer or not. Last weekend I finally cleared them off as I had checked and they were safely stored on my hard drive. *sigh*
On the other hand I have lost the scrappy attempts at an illustration I was struggling with badly when I was eally ill with eczema and unable to focus on anything, much less complex 3D looking stuff done in Illustrator. This may be a good thing, as it will force me to start again completely from scratch which is quite probably the best approach.
I had 3 zombies in the title, didn't I? Oh well. The other one is an invisible zombie, sat just behind your left shoulder...
