july 10, 2001
2:18am
headaches
odd hours
wrapped up a sequence that had been driving me up the wall for the last few weeks, a pair
of characters onscreen probably not for more than 10 seconds but doing really intricate things
that took forever to get just right. happy to see this bit finally nailed after so long, probably
no one will notice all of the tiny care and details going on with any of this animation but it's
satisying for me to watch anyway. just wish it didn't have to take this long. i don't think i'm
slowing in my old age, i think i'm getting better at this sort of thing and in turn i'm not
as willing to settle for less. damn it, acquiring skills means you can't just toss it off anymore..
so now that i have
just these two fellows finally interacting and choreographed properly i have to go all the way
back and composite all the other elements of stuff going on simultaneously in the moment. skreeee!
am listening to the new bjork album and it is one of her best. very pretty. by the way, the
radiohead shows were fab-tastic.
between the new film and these other projects i'm also slowly plugging away still at this secret-y book
project that will hopefully finally see the 'anesthetics' comics revived and fleshed out to everyone's
satisfaction. this thing will take forever to see the light of day i promise, but rest assured i
haven't forgotten. meanwhile wondering what is left of life to live when there are zero free
moments and when you find one it's by yourself at 4 in the morning taking a break guzzling a
pint of mysteriously blended fruit juice. you will be happy to learn however that my salivary glands
are just fine now. thankyou.
i must admit that i was mostly displeased with A.I. i won't go so far as to say that poor stanley is
spinning in his grave, but he is definitely performing a couple of double-lutzes and at least
a few half-twists. oh how i wish, i wish, to the blue fairy i wish, that kubrick could have made
this film himself. a couple of days ago i bought leathery shiny black pants that are covered with
reptilian scales because they were just too damn stylin' to pass up. it looks like HR giger designed these
for jim morrison or something. that and they were on the 20 dollar repeated-discount rack because clearly no one else
in the universe was cool enough to consider wearing them.
don
june 28, 2001
9:30pm,
hallucinations of a dying brain
mildew stain remover
it seems i have some kind of "minor salivary gland infection". there is a little unhappy
red fellow under my tongue. why is it i keep ending up with the oddest health quirks? animation slowly
continues and it seems my apartment grows more hot and stuffy every night.
have been trading notes with bill plympton quite a bit lately and we're going to team up a little
bit this summer and play a few art house theaters together - 45 minutes of his stuff, 45 minutes
of mine. it should be a fun program and a convenient way to see all of these cartoons on the big
screen. i think it is going to kick off at the laemmle in santa monica and then we'll play the
program at any theater that will screen it. so if you're keen on the don and bill show and there's
an art-y movie theater in your town who'd like to hook it up, drop us a line..
well, the inevitable seems to have happened,
apparently
one of you damn dirty apes took the liberty of uploading 'ah, l'amour' into a handy video
file format and gone ahead and spammed it to everyone with an e-mail address. three of my friends
have been randomly forwarded this thing already. would it have
killed you to at least learn how to scan a video
tape properly? i've seen porn clips on the internet of higher resolution quality than this...
to those of you considering putting it on your website: you are all
going to prison. tim is having a rather good chuckle at me (IRONY) because he thinks this has something
to do with our ongoing napster debate. so any of you who has
received my film in your e-mail inbox, you now owe me one dollar each. you miserable, miserable bastards.
am i the only one absolutely terrified by this photograph?
oh yes, here's the latest from rob in LA:
trying to find new ways to stay cool at night. Because of my proximity to the freeway I'm forced to sleep with the windows
closed to block out the big rigs. I'm relying on an assortment of plug in and ceiling fans to decrease the 100 degree temp in my apartment. Sleeping naked, ice cubes in the bed,
listening to tapes of Alaskan wildlife, I've tried it all. I haven't done the math but would it cost a considerable amount of money to
move my refrigerator into my bedroom and sleep with the door open? I could take out the tiny light bulb so it doesn't shine on my
face when I sleep. When I'm thirsty at three in the morning refreshments would be an arms length away.
The captain is truly Nocturnal now. I'm starting my day about the time he's putting his to rest. Early reports have pencil tests looking dandy. I still say bitter films needs to acquire a small Malaysian sweat shop to crank these shorts out. We could get great A.C. and I could sleep on the couch.
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june 18, 2001
3:47am
"time to get yooou to the moon gods."
inked all weekend and had to begin putting ice on the ol' arm again. i can pencil
for days on end but once i grip the inky pens really tight for all the detail work
plus furiously erasing off every page, that just destroys the
drawing arm after several hours. took a break from all that today to restart work on a um, secret project, and am
also gearing up for this class i have to teach in less than a week. which is just nuttiness.
i'm gonna learn them kids somethin good i guess. if not we will all just go to a bar. the best
thing about teaching a class is that it will give me a reason to leave the art desk for a few
hours of sunlight every day. don the potted plant. i've already forgotten what i was going to write about but
i guess you're all used to that by now. thought about investing in a fire-proof safe yesterday.
every time about now thru the end of each production i grow more and more paranoid that my
two year's growing stack of tens of thousands of finished drawings will be lost, damaged,
destroyed, incinerated before we can shoot them. this is usually coupled with the recurring fear that towards the end
of production i will drop dead and not be able to finish it. which i hear is one that cap'n kubrick
shared as well, apparently he didn't even like to drive around in cars during a shoot for fear
that he would be killed and his film left unfinished. scary that it makes perfect logical sense to me.
scarier that he really did drop dead before he could finish a film. maybe i better get that safe.
june 9, 2001
12:31am
are you guys winners?
took the day off to go see r.e.m. play an acoustic radio show then got sucked into watching the basketball game, so not much work today.
must get re-motivated... somebody better bring over the cattle prod and the caffeine IV.
it's really like animating 7 films at the same time and
progress is always snails-pace. so i'm not sure how demoralizing it will become to spend several
weeks just getting through a handful of pictures, as opposed to prior films' rates of progress.
moreover i am still not sure how well the animation paper will actually hold up thru the end of this.
each page has to go through so
many different passes and composites of actions that they're just getting all wrinkled and manhandled
to death. totally unavoidable, will have to use that and i sort of saw it coming.
it's rather interesting actually, once you
work through a piece of paper long enough, it grows veins.
turn the page and read on
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