Monday, February 21, 2011

Story telling

Neill, so dude, this is a changing point in my life. Time to start creating my own shit rather than constantly follow. I have a few things I've been meaning to start for years. By 'a few' I mean at least thirty. Some small, some bigger; but it's time. Time to start.

I love telling stories. I fucking love it. I have all these movies in my head. I put on music (usually soundtracks) and plot out entire films. I see the whole movie from beginning to end. The above image is work related, but made the same way. I was listening to James Horner's Aliens soundtrack (one of the best soundtracks ever) and pictured a scene with these two guys trying to see if they can start that old car. Unfortunately it trigger's the alarm which attracts zombies.

Nearly every image I make is based on some scene in my head.

Now, totally feel free to throw work my way. I'd love to do it. I'm attracted to talent and creativity, and you have that in fucking spades. SPADES! I'm just saying it's time to take this shit by the reigns. Make my mark. Because you never know when your time is up. Sometimes those lessons are taught to you in really shitty ways, and sometimes in really sad ways.


PS Copley, we're still good, right? Kevin James was an awful idea.


  1. Best thoughts and wishes to you, Doug, sounds like you're going through something.

  2. Thanks, man. I guess I sort of let some of the real me slip through that fourth wall. There must be a crack or something.

    I had an old friend pass away last week, and it's sitting pretty heavy with me. He was one of the guys I toured Australia with, all around great guy, who fell into some rough times.

    I'm not someone who freaks out about growing older. So far, every year has been better than the last (with the exception of my growing gut), but events like this make you realize time can be short and sudden. So basically, I have all these idea's and in this day and age, I have no excuse not to share them. Carpe Diem and all that.

    The good thing with something like this is all the old connections with friends being reestablished.

    I guess in the end; hug your loved ones, let them know you care, and realize that simply existing is a miracle and gift.

    All right, fourth wall going back up. Where did I put those nails?

  3. Hey, even if you never get around to sharing all your cool stories with us, you give our lives a little bit of laughter just about every week, and that alone is pretty great.