Yo, yo, yo , yo! What's up dawg? See what I did there. I went with dawg, instead of dog. It's cooler. I think the kids say 'punk rock' now. Like, 'that's so punk rock.' So calling you 'dawg' is so 'punk rock'.
Well Neill, here's a quicky lunch sketch. I'm going to be the first to say that I have not been on board with the whole 'aliens come back to kill us' idea for D10. There just didn't seem much there. But then I really started thinking about it. It would be awesome seeing exo-suits decked out with missile pods and heavy communication equipment.
What really gets my juices flowing is the idea of the young aliens born on earth siding with us. Since this is there home, despite having been subjugated to a tent city for the last few years. Mix that with a Wikus and Christopher storyline, maybe Wikus sneaking onto a mothership; shit, there's actually a lot of cool ways to do this. You have to convince Sharlto to wear the silly suit though. He needs to be the Jason Cope in this flick. Don't worry Mr. Cope, your Grey Bradman character is going to be the Wikus.
Now all I need is financing.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Sup Neill? I am sort of swamped at the moment. Posts will probably be few and far between for awhile.
Here's some old art ( I probably shouldn't be showing it), too an old idea, but an idea I've always enjoyed. It's changed a lot over the years. The initial idea was about a man who awakes in this torn down old morgue. He's got this crow following him around. When he passes a mirror he realizes he has no head! So the story becomes about him finding out who he is, and why he's alive.
It had all these other elements, like a group of orphans, and a big PMC that was helping protect this dictator birth a new God that fit there own set of rules. Sort of a blatant analogy about how political groups use God to fit there own agenda's.
Lots to it, eventually the crow talks, the guy realized he was sort of a douche when he was alive (but a loving family man--NO IT'S NOT ME), and his head was placed in the trunk of a junked car. Then there's the whole show down.
I still like it. I can really only see it as a comic. I think it's a visual story, but would be too expensive as a film for the audience it would attract.
Anyway, that's it, have a good one!
Friday, April 23, 2010
Hi Hi Neill. What's up? Quick lunch, quick post.
I'm currently reading Naoki Urasawa's Pluto. It's a retelling of an old Astroboy story. It's really well done. So this is a quick head inspired from that universe. I spent fifteen minutes on it, so it's pretty wonky. It sort of works with the idea though. I like bridging the absurd with reality. This guy is a little goofy looking, but should be. A little cartoonish. Probably a garbage collector robot, or some construction bot.
Well, fuck, that's it.
Have a good one.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Quick stuff Neill. Time crunch is full on lately. FULL ON! Shit's getting done though, so at least there's that. It wasn't not so long ago. Wheel's kept spinning. Then-BOOM-they get some traction, and now it's light a fucking freight train. Working hard, but moving fast.
Things should slow down in a month again. At least that's my hope. I want to play me some Just Cause 2. That demo Neill; oh man. There's nothing like grappling a man to a compressed air canister and firing him into the stratosphere. Am I desensitized to violence? Am I on the internet? That shit answers itself.
Well, lunch is over, have a good fucking day man.
PS- The girl and robot and from an eighties sci-fi ski movie. Hence all the Rossingnol and Decent logo's. What movie? Oh, I have not made it yet.
Monday, April 19, 2010
So now the bad news. Carl Macek died. Macek made Macross accessible to westerners. Renamed Robotech, and extended the original Macross by adding two completely different series to it (In order to have enough episodes so it could be aired on US television). The result was something equally as good as the original. Maybe even better to be honest. Talk about working within limitations, he built a whole story using footage that already existed. He found a way to make a multi-generational story out of what stated as 36 episodes! In the end he had a 85 episode saga. The US intro was even better than the Japanese. To be honest, one of the few times I'd say, a shitload better.
Robotech had a profound effect on me. Giant robots. Huge space battles. Xenophobia (to the Nth degree). Characters died. The good guys lost from time to time. It was hard to tell who was good and who was bad. You just began to believe that all this fighting really sucked balls. It didn't matter as much who won in the end.
Of course, it could deliver the 'war sucks' message and hand out a massive helping of kick ass action. Granted, the message was there in the original, but I never would have seen or known about it if not for Macek.
I mean shit Neill, look at those fucking missiles. Fucking look at them.
So to Carl Macek; thanks for the inspiration, and not only in treating us to your vision of Robotech, but in figuring out how to make it work to bring it to us in the first place.
Did I also mention he brought over Akira?
You're the fucking man Macek, and you will be missed.
Doug "Roy Fokker?NOOOO!" Williams
You're the fucking man Macek, and you will be missed.
Doug "Roy Fokker?NOOOO!" Williams
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Holy poop nuggets Neill, have you been reading these posts? They are total crap. I mean, good grief, I need to take some pride in my work. I crank these out at lunch, and rarely look over them before I post.
Clickety-clickety-clicket-clikety-DONE! Publish. Wait for million dollar check.
That shit is not working.
Although, things are a little hectic right now. Been hecka busy lately (Hecka is my new favorite word after watching this: PUPPY ODYSSEUS). Not bad busy though, not sad busy; just busy. I guess that's a good thing. For a glimmering moment of truth; it's all worth it when I walk in through the door at night and my kids great me like I've been on a trip for the last month. Kids, they make it all worthwhile.
Shit! Too sentimental! Uh...uh...fuggernuckers in old ladies drawers! Crystallized urine in a monkeys anus! Hot pants filled with leaky diarrhea! Poo poo!
Whew! Barely pulled out of that nose dive.
So the images above are old, but you haven't seen them. So, they're new...to you. I wanted to do a picture book a while back. It had sort of an odd story, but I think it's still cool. I love a lot of European (especially French) comic artists. Moebius is right up there with Lucas and Miyaaki for childhood influences. So, you can't tell any story from these images. Trust me it's decent. It would not make a good film, or novel. Maybe it could be a comic, but even then, I think the format of a picture book would work best. Maybe I'll do it someday. Fuck, I hate that that's become my mantra. Someday, someday, someday.
Well, I'm done typing, so it's time to hit publish!
Douglas Someday Williams
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
CLASH-ING! That's a sword sound Neill. Not some cheap as foam LARP sword either, the real deal. Used for some hacky-hacky Orc chopping action. You know? Right? Totally.
So I've been sort of jammed up with other work at the moment, so here's some old work from my day job. I worked on Guild Wars for years. Been here seven years. It's odd, I was always a sci-fi nerd. Loved Star Wars, Tron, Blade Runner, Akira, Robotech (Macross), Warriors of the Wind (Nausicaa), Star Blazers (Yamato), Star Trek, Asimov, Alien; you get the idea. Really the only fantasy I knew was Tolkien. Other than that, I really didn't care for it.
So when I was briefly unemployed after the implosion of the last company I worked at, I applied to Arena Net. They asked me to draw some fantasy creatures/people to see if I could handle the job. I had to draw a goblin, Amazonian warrior, and Necromancer. I had no clue what a Necromancer was. basically it's the emo kid of the fantasy world. Maybe a little S & M? Goth? The Crow? Well, all that, mixed with Dumbledore's ass crack. Angry fuckers.
So here's some weapons. There are so many fucking weapons in an MMO. So....many.....weapons. Not nearly as many weapons as icons (shudder), but still a lot. These are a small sampling of past weapons. Check that crab claw. Dungeness. Big 'effing Dungeness. You'd need like a gallon of butter for that shit!
Oh hey, I saw your Time magazine most influential person of the year nomination. All the blog fans, click HERE to see it. It has a slider. Like it's from the future. Now should I put you as number one, above say like, the President? Stephen Hawking? Probably not, but seeing as Lady Gaga is number two...I'm not feeling so bad. YOU'RE NUMBER ONE IN MY BOOK NEILL! What? How'd I find out? Oh, Copley's Facebook fan page. Thirty four year olds have just as much of a right to belong to fan pages on Facebook. Plus, on the inside, I'm a twelve year old girl....with braces.
Good lord...how far in the abyss have I fallen.
Hey, nice pic on the Time site though. It reminds me of something though...
We're never meeting, are we?
Doug "Please have a great sense of humor Neill" Williams
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Hey 'dere Neill. Here's a lunch quicky. I painted on top of a sketch from below. So technically it's from before...sort of. I might actually work on this idea at some other point.
So, the real reason I'm posting. Man...this is hard. I have a statement to make.
I also have had an affair with Tiger Woods. I've embarrassed my friends, my family, and myself. I won't go into details, but lets just say Tiger, Jesse James and I had way too much to drink--huh? Yeah, Jesse James. He was involved too. Any way, we had to much to drink, started reading some passages from the Twilight series to each other, and then; well, you can imagine. I just wanted to get this off my chest and sell it to make a butt load of cash to--uh....I mean, I just wanted to get this off my chest. All gossip rags can contact me through the internet.
Seriously, does anyone really care who or what Tiger and Jesse fucked in their freetime? Why is this all over the news?
Doug 'Weight Lifted' Williams
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Hey Neill. Did you know I used to be a film maker as well? I was! Granted, my films were made during my lunch hour at my last company, and had a budget of zero dollars.
Most of them are long gone. Lost to the ravages of hard drive crashes and a lack of backing up my work. And the CIA.
So anyway, here's a Quicktime film explaining the miracle of birth. You all might want to get your children to view it with you. That way you won't have to explain the hooks and stars to them twice.
These are dumb gifs, but are rich with story and character.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-NEE-AHL! That's phonetics. Your name merged with the original batman theme. A bit of a walk to get there, but I think it works.
So what's up dog? Your flick going well? I bet it is. Shit's been cooky busy here, but in a good way. Well...for the most part. It's complicated. Which is also an awful film.
So you up here? You down in New Zealand? LA? Where you filming? You want to know where you should film it? My backyard. I have some trees, a hill, some play structures. dude it would be perfect. Just don't film to far to the west. Why? Industry, Neill, industry.
Industrial park, that's now a church. I don't get it either. I should mention, it's also a small backyard. But you're used to filming in constraints. Oh, but at the end of our culdesac is a house that is apparently trying to build their own Soweto on their front lawn. So maybe we could use that.
I'll bring some little smokey's, and Kokanee (that's what you guys drink right? Molson? Molson Ice?), and we'll make our film. OH right! Your film.
Executive Producer/Writer/Concept Artist/Backyard Organizer/Caterer
Friday, April 2, 2010
Sup' popin' fresh? Things going well? They are for me Neill, they are for me. I had that crappy art night from the last post, but last night rocked the 'effing Casbah.
Not only did I get some awesome headway on a at home project (No you can't see), I had time to crank out some speedy photochops. The destroyed building image was created in under fifteen minutes. Horrible composition, very unfinished, but I sort of like it. Hence the posting. I like the idea of old 'fringe' cities. The cities of today, on the outskirts of beautiful walled cities of the future.
The top image is of a cargo transport. I love future mundane. It's those little details that make an exciting sci fi story work. The little bits. The offworld blimp from Blade Runner. The shot of the spaceport in Episode II . The Travolta from Battlefield Earth. So I like the idea of low tech commerce. Things you can't or don't feel the need to rush somewhere with a molecular sending device.
Wait...where's the funny? This post is sort of bland. Uh...here.
Linkage. (In case you didn't know to click the image)
Have a great one!