Design circa 1989?

Neill, I'm thinking you're not going to ever respond. Again, I don't blame you. Look at these quick things I keep handing you. Half an hour here, forty minutes there. I get it I really do. I need to get you some cool and finished production design looking images, or some production illustration. Maybe I could make some graphic novel pages for what I see happening in your next District whatever movie. At any rate, I promise something better soon. Not these quick things I've been handing you.

Well...here's another couple quickies. They have a very 1980's vibe to them, but I love that era of movie sci-fi. Great stuff from then. Have a good day. Hopefully it's as beautiful up north as it is down here.

Doug

Lunch Enviros

Gimme an N! Gimme an E! Gimme an I! Gimme an L! Gimme an L! What's that spell? GENIUS!

How about that Sharlto Copley huh? What a cool guy.

Hey man, here's some quick lunch enviro's. I have a few more over on my-ahem-other blog, but these are the more sci-fi ones. These are quickies I do on my lunch break. Usually one or two of them. Just fun stuff. To be honest, I don't do enough enviro's, which is why I'm practicing them at lunch. I mean, District 10 and 11 are going to have more than Aliens right? Predesigned aliens at that. Although I have some ideas for the 'upper prawns'. Those who run the show, but were missing from the D-9 flick. Maybe I'll work on those. If you want. Just let me know. Just a little hey thar'. Quick 'sup.

Artsy Fartsy

Neill, sup dog? Wild times, am I right? Well, here too. Work's been really fun, but really demanding. I wish I could show some of what I'm working on. I'm sure I'd hear from you almost immediately. I understand though, slow blog, lots of old posts, and far too many bloby floaty things. I totally get it.

I did start something tonight, but ran out of time. Aw what the heck, I'll show it anyways. It's not amazing, but I liked where some of it was going. I threw it at the top. Now here's some older stuff that's a little more 'artsy'.




Here's one more old thing. I don't know, maybe you're into comics, maybe not. If not, well, think of them as storyboards. I know zombies have been completely overdone, but God bless em', I still think they're great. VIVA ROMERO!




Hope you had a great weekend!

Your pal;

Doug

Ooo-ooo-eee-eee!

N E I L L! Starting to think you don't want to work together. Why? It's not like I'm going to throw you in a pit and call down once a day saying, "It puts the lotion on it's skin!" I'm not like that, I'm not a stalker Neill, I'm not! Maybe I'm getting ahead of myself.

I mean you're probably busy. Maybe you don't have the internet. Maybe you don't look up your own name in Google. You should do that though, very flattering things are being said about you. Ok...ok, we're still good. Sorry about the blow up there, under a lot of stress lately.

So here's a space monkey. Space Monkey Number 9 to be precise. Sort of an artsy piece. Very quickly done.

Happy Birthday!!!

Hey there Mr. Blomkamp, happy birthday! Hope your liver holds up.

A quick piece tonight, big whaley floaters drifting in a fairly heavy atmosphere. The world has lots of volcanic activity with mountain sized caves (fairly open caves, more like coverings). Think reef but scaled up. Way up.

Amniotic floaters

Hey Neill, I have some bad news. I don't have a passport, and you need one to travel into Canada now. Well, maybe you can get into Canada, but you need one to get back into the states. How times have changed. So I plan on getting one soon, but I won't be able to meet you face to face in Vancouver for a bit.

The good news is that I painted on the ol' computer last night. I spent a couple of hours on this. It's sort of a temple/mission control room. The creatures live in a liquid world. This room, being used for their scientist-priest to monitor their terranaughts, is especially clear so that they might see all the 'control blocks'. They use those extend-able tendrils on their belly to control and manipulate the blocks. They're filter feeders that are almost always unconsciously eating. Basically they eat the way we breathe. I think these guys fall neatly under the 'alien but safe for audiences' umbrella.

I hope everything is well! talk to you soon.

Your buddy;

Doug

A classic

Neill, I promise you some more new work soon. Barely functioning today, late night with the kid.

So this is probably the most famous piece of art I have ever done. Before Cloverfield came out everybody was wondering what the creature would look like. I found a contest that was offering a free shirt for the most original design. I need shirts Neill, how else will I hide these moderately sized man boobs from the public? So a free shirt is a pretty good deal, especially when I get it for just drawing some silly 'what if' monster.

So I wanted a man in a suit vibe from this guy. Like all those great old Kaiju films of yesteryear. I cranked this out in a couple of nights. Not much time on it. Well, someone found it and it got plastered all over the internet. Yeah, I would have preferred a really cool monster I designed being plastered all over the internet, not something that I imagined having a zipper running up the back. Still, the image received several hundred thousand hits. That's some good exposure Neill. The director even mentioned it in an interview.

You know what's the kicker? They canceled the contest, and I never received my 'effing shirt.

Tube steak

Neill, sup homey?

Here's a lil' alien I made on my lunch break. Sort of a half assed bg, but I only gots me an hour to play and post! These guys have a lot of human features as to not freak out audiences (two arms and two legs), but are still pretty alien. They tap and move those tubes to sing and communicate. I was thinking they'd be cool in a Zulu-esque movie. Imagine this scene, but with aliens tapping and whirling their tubes around. Pretty fucking cool. I left all the marking off this one, maybe I'll revisit it if you want at a later date. Really up to you.

I love your blog, but am still having a hard time believing that you are you. maybe you could send a photo of yourself holding up my name or something. Looking forward to lunch. Hey even though you're probably the big high roller now, I buy the food. let me know when you want to get some grub and talk shop.

I also give a mean foot rub. Just ask my wife.

For reals?

I have been alerted to a new blog follower this morning. Could this be you Neill? Is it my brother pulling the ultimate prank? A friend, or co-worker finally getting the best of me? If it's you Neill, I swear I wasn't blowing you off. I had been camping all weekend. Here's some images of my dirty kids to prove it. That's not normal kid dirty Neill, that's car camping in the woods kid dirty.

Part of me thinks you are really you. Another part of me thinks that's preposterous. I mean, I would think you'd be lounging by your pool, women surrounding you as you smoked cigars that had been rolled in the labia of foreign super models. Of course you'd be spewing brilliance as you lounged, and all around you would be enlightened with Blomkampian wisdom. Then again, your knowledge of Canadian fast food gives me pause. I grew up in a small town across from Victoria B.C., and grew up watching Canadian television. Oh those rascally Raccoons, why does Bert always screw things up. We even had our own A&W. You really have the menu's down. That's info that you can't easily acquire here in the states. Unless you have a computer.

So I'm really at a loss here.

I suppose whether it's you or not, you like more art! So here's some work...from work!





That last one got into a publication called Spectrum. It was a quicky that surprised me how well received it was. Looking forward to lunch!

Outsource.Bot

Neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-ILL! How it be hangin' man? Long I bet. Ha ha!

Another oldy, but it's been another crazy week, sending one of my little ones off to school for the first time. Plus, gearing up for a soggy camping trip this weekend. I thought you might like this guy. Sort of like your TempBot, but mine was built out of anger after a friend was fired, mainly because of his price tag. Feel free to comment when ever you want.

Older post.

Yo Neill, what up my bruddah' !

Sorry for another old design, but this weekend was pretty busy. Actually, it was busy because of a party I went to. My friend Trevor had an outdoor movie night at his place. Showed King Kong Escapes. Not as good as District 9, but totally enjoyable. My kids loved it.

Here's the crazy part, my friend Trevor went to VFS! Just like you. Actually, this blog is really his idea. He's a smart cookie. Maybe it's that VFS think out of the box training you guys received. There was plenty of other Vancouver Canucks there as well. Small world huh?

I promise some new work soon. If there's any special request, let me know.

Update: Oops. Sorry Neill, Trevor did not attend Vancouver Film School. He went to Capilano in North Vancouver, but his rockingly cool animation lead named Heron (yeah, like the majestic swamp bird) went to Vancouver Film School. So there you go.

Color!

Hey Neill, here's some older work I've done. I figured I'd give you some color, since the other two have been black and white. I can totally do color.

Mr. Crabs

Hey Neill! It's me Doug. This one has a lot of similarities to the aliens in your District 9 film. Mine's crabbier though. I bet his head would taste delicious with some old Bay Seasoning. Let me know when you're ready to work on something.

First desperate plea....

So I saw District 9. I loved it. It was everything I had hoped it would be. I first learned about Neill Blomkamp several years ago, way back when he made Tetra Vaal. I thought the look of that short was stunning. I wished that Hollywood would make something that cool. Years later, and several other shorts, I read that Peter Jackson had picked Blomkamp to direct Halo. I was ecstatic.

As excited as I was, I specifically remember telling a friend that I wished he was expanding on his Alive in Joburg short from before. Maybe that was the moment fate went came knocking on Blomkamps door. Maybe that was the butterfly wing flap that began a hurricane a world away. At any rate, Halo collapsed and District 9 was announced. I think it was for the better.

Now here we are. Neil Blomkamp is a super star director, debuting with what I think will be this generations Blade Runner. I want to work with him...you. Mr. Blomkamp, I'll work on spec. I can draw you up some aliens to enhance your pitch for whatever alien feature you decide to do next. I'm pretty good at aliens, I've been drawing them professionally for years, and unprofessionally since I was in the womb. That's right, using my finger I drew aliens and cyborgs on the inside of my Mothers womb.

This is my first desperate plea Mr. Blomkamp. Let me work with you, on spec, for free with credit in a film, a random story you want illustrated, whatever.

Here's my first lunchtime sketch dedicated to this blog. It's a quickie, as most of these will be (I have a concept art job, two kids and a wife), but if I can crank out one of these in forty minutes, imagine a few hours or days worth of work.

Well, that's it. I'm nothing but an art whore hoping to have Neill Blomkamp as my pimp.

(It's hard for me to talk up myself, so obviously this blog is a bit tongue and cheek. I really would love to work with Neill Blomkamp, District 9 was the freshest piece of sci-fi I've seen in years.)