new drawings... my 100th Post Spectacular!!!

here are some drawings I've been doing for the figure drawing class I've been taking (only 2 weeks in right now)

and here are some final sketchbook designs for the characters from my MFA short:

More sticks for Mark

Working with Mark Baugh-Sasaki again, creating a new pre-vis for a new sculpture project for him, this one a proposal for a piece which would be done in holland.

Here's a look:

Over the Horizon, first pass screenplay

Black Screen, White Text: 

“We shall not cease from exploration

And the end of all our exploring

Will be to arrive where we started

And know the place for the first time.

Through the unknown, unremembered gate

When the last of earth left to discover

Is that which was the beginning;”

-T.S. Elliot from “Four Quartets: Little Gidding”

EXT. DAY -farm

A Cow stands on small hill, maybe no more than 10 feet higher than the vast herd around him. He is patterned, a mottled angular spotted arrangement which is in stark contrast to the solid color herd. His ear is tagged #34. He is watching the low sun in the sky. His face squints, staring at the bright horizon. Behind him are powerful cumulonimbus clouds, illuminated in billowing forms of orange, pink, and aqua. 

INT. -jump cut to- (ambiguous space)

The torso of soldier, he has the rank of corporal in a small patch in the center of his chest. He stands shoulder to shoulder with other soldiers in a line, except under his left arm is a crutch. His name tag reads Ayrshire. A hand, cuffed in well cut military trim reaches forward, temporarily obscuring him. 

The hand pulls away to reveal a purple heart, hanging heavy in shiny contrast to the camo beige. The private reaches forward with his right arm to shake the hand which just awarded him. 

EXT. DUSK -farm

The cow squints as the last gasp of sun disappears over the edge of the Earth. The clouds are more present now, and #34 turns, heads back down the hill into the multitude. Behind his form as he moves away is the title: 

OVER THE HORIZON

fade to black

EXT. DAY -bus station

At a bus station along a lone road on the outskirts of some unseen town. The young soldier leans heavily on his crutch, and we see that his left leg is missing. His rucksack lays on the cracked concrete next to a plastic bench and an empty newspaper stand. The shadow cast by the station’s overhang obscures the soldier’s face. From behind, we see him struggle to settle into the chair and take a seat. The horizon divides the frame.

EXT. SAME DAY -farm

We are in a tightly packed herd, first person view. Lots of cow sides, cow butts, and the occasional face which will look up temporarily only to go back down and continue chewing grass. The herd is an immovable obstacle, a sea in which we feel like we are drowning. A claustrophobic entity which obscures the rest of the world. Everywhere is the sound of chewing. 

From above the maze we see #34 leave a wake as a he presses through the herd. Wiggling into the smallest of gaps in the solid color-field of cows. #34 again reaches the top of his little hill. He’s the only one there. 

From a reverse angle, he watches as the last of a group get herded into a metal sided transport truck labeled J&J beef. Behind him again are large cloud formations of steel gray and deep blue. The camera is focused on the truck, but pulls upwards and zooms out slightly to shift focus to the horizon, an orange glow caught in the dust and vapor that hang over the plains. Our shift in focus causes the truck itself to become out of focus. 

His eyes are intently locked on the distance, as we are looking back at him. The sound of the metallic closure of the truck’s gate, and buildup of the engine cause us to cut back.

The truck pulls away from enclosure, as it first pulls out left to cut back a wide turn to the right, we watch it drive off down the long empty road towards the horizon and into a warmer section of sky. 

EXT. SAME DAY -bus station

Back at the bus station we are looking to the left, and track the cattle truck into frame as it heads towards the right. The view settles on the station as the truck passes, and the solider watches the mobile herd move past in their aluminum coffin, mostly out of boredom as he waits. 

EXT. SAME DAY -farm

On the farm we watch the passage of time. #34 moves up and down the hill, coming right up to the near gate of the enclosure, back up the hill, all the while looking out towards the sky. The rest of the herd, in each of these snapshots of time passing, never once move more than a few inches. Perhaps a head has lifted, or a tail flicks at flies, but the mass of cattle never moves. 

EXT. SAME DAY -bus station

At the bus station, Corporal Ayrshire notices a small shape on the horizon, warped and distorted by the heat of the day. It’s his oncoming bus. He readies his crutch and uses it lift his body from the seated position. 

EXT. SAME DAY -farm

A new truck has arrived at the farm. This time there is a clear path toward the open gate, where none has been present before. #34, on his hill notices and, with his eyes (first person point of view) follows the opening in the maze of the herd right to the dark interior of the open trailer. He nudges and begins to work his way through the clearing at a pace we haven’t yet seen. It’s as fast as his little legs can go. The herd mentality of the rest of the cows cause a few, that would otherwise not look up at all, to turn slightly and follow, albeit at their own glacial pace. But #34 zigs and zags darting through the openings as the light grows warmer and brighter, and the sky fills with oranges, yellows and creams, caused by dust that is kicked up from the commotion. 

EXT. SAME DAY -bus station

The bus has finally arrived and comes to a stop for the soldier. The air lets out of it’s brakes and the door opens while the engine hums at idle. The soldier stands in front of the hulking vehicle which is dominated by long horizontal stripes, both painted and corrugated into the aluminum siding. The soldier sighs slightly as he ambles up to the hulking transport. 

INT. SAME DAY -farm (J&J Beef Cattle Trailer #2)

#34 scrambles into the trailer as the sound of hooves scraping on metal greet his arrival. We enter this tiny space with the cow, slowly flooding with other cattle behind him. It’s dark, but thin shafts of rosy light pour in through the elliptical openings in the siding. There is only one real “window” space in this trailer, it’s at the front, and the cow, first in, grabs the choice spot, poking his nuzzle out of the portal. 

EXT. SAME DAY -bus station

The soldier’s crutch anchors him as he plants it to lift himself into the vehicle. Then takes a second step. The doors close with the same pneumatic whoosh of air that first greeted him. 

EXT. SAME DAY -trailer on the road

From outside we see #34 complete his poking through. His head is beside the logo for the Beef company, but his face rings happy, oblivious to the writing he cannot see, and couldn’t read anyways. The trailer is moving down the road, and #34 hangs his head out the window like a dog in a car, basking in the golden late day sun, the ambience of the sky and the inviting romantic clouds. 

EXT. SAME DAY -bus on the road

From outside the tinted bus window is the form of a solider, The bus kicks into gear with a jolt and drives off. 

EXT. SAME DAY -the road

A long stretch of road, with the horizon exactly in the center of the frame. Clouds darken the sky at the far end. On the road, the two vehicles pass, heading in opposite directions. The woosh of air caused by the close contact of two big vehicles, causes the camera to rotate 180 degrees. In the opposite direction, where the cattle trailer heads, the sky glows bright and warm, but now the ground is up above and the sky is below, and as long shadows stretch towards us, everything is upside down. 

Ribcage

Just finished demo project number 2 for my Hard Surface and Organic Modeling course:

My cellphone

First demo for GA2211: Hard Surface and Organic Modeling (the new course I am teaching next quarter: complete).... my G1 Phone