One of us is drunk and you're the purple elephant...
So... here I go again, on my own.
Been a minute... I'm sorry, self. This seems to be for the two of us, alone. I mean, its Live Journal... No one uses this anymore. Just us, here in the dark, deciding on if I'm half empty or half mad.
... grumble...
Its going pretty good, really. Works good. Moneys good. Friends are good. Need to lose a little bit of a beer gut and hit the weights again, but honestly, still looking and feeling fairly decent.
Just did a marathon of a season 2 on my favorite show I've ever worked on. 2 and a half months of constant work. Constant prepping gear, building gear, rigging cars, running rigs, de-rigging cars, hopping on planes, checking into hotels, throwing down beers at hotel bars and generally having a good time drinking with a number of pleasant English folks. 2011 is going well, aside from the pre-mentioned beginnings of getting out of shape, and History incidentally likes what we're doing so much that they've ordered more episodes. So, I'm gonna take a month off then jump back into it for another two. Yay travel and money.
So, here we are.
A month down and finally a month of time to let my brain stop whirling. Its been an insane ride and its been fun. But I'm finally getting a minute to re-think the ride. I mean, I like what I do, I've greatly enjoyed working with those I have worked with and the money has been pretty nice this year. And next year (fingers crossed) has some big things on the horizon.
But, as is always what I do, now that I have time to think, I'm trying to wrap my mind around what I'm doing and what I want to do.
I moved to Vegas to work as a graphic designer and eventually put out my comic books the way I wanted to put them out. I wound up working in television instead.
Then I moved to LA, wanting to start off producing comic based things online until I could figure out how to eventually put out my comic books the way I wanted them put out. I wound up working back in television, again.
The moneys good. The hours are good. The travel is good. Working on projects that millions of people see is genuinely fun.
Looking at the funny book industry, its been on a constant decline for years now. And we (the comics community of professionals and fans alike) just keep pretending that all things are going well and that there's no problem in sight. A comic selling in the top ten right now would have been canceled ten years ago for poor sales numbers. And a book selling the top ten ten years ago would have been canceled ten years before that for poor sales numbers. The readership is ever dwindling and the industry has become entropic but we keep pretending that all is well. That its fine. The X-Men and the Justice League are doing just fine and you wind up with a dwindling readership who stay around because A) they're addicted and this is their drug and B) because each one of them secretly hopes and assumes that they'll be the next Comics Professional called up to the Big Leagues. Its like some sick social contract between geeks that no one will notice that the Emperor has no clothes and we'll all just sit here with smiles on our faces pretending that everything is just peachy on the off chance that one of us (me, not you) will be offered the role of comic book writer/artist and all of our nerdy dreams will come true. The industry is dying in front of our eyes and no one will do anything about it because everyone wants it to remain just as they know it so its safe.
I'm looking at a fading industry, still wanting to venture into its depths so I can kill myself to make a book I believe in so that a few thousand people can see it when I already have a job making good money, producing footage that millions of people see.
And that there is called a quagmire.
... whatever.... regardless, I gotta start drawing again...
G
Been a minute... I'm sorry, self. This seems to be for the two of us, alone. I mean, its Live Journal... No one uses this anymore. Just us, here in the dark, deciding on if I'm half empty or half mad.
... grumble...
Its going pretty good, really. Works good. Moneys good. Friends are good. Need to lose a little bit of a beer gut and hit the weights again, but honestly, still looking and feeling fairly decent.
Just did a marathon of a season 2 on my favorite show I've ever worked on. 2 and a half months of constant work. Constant prepping gear, building gear, rigging cars, running rigs, de-rigging cars, hopping on planes, checking into hotels, throwing down beers at hotel bars and generally having a good time drinking with a number of pleasant English folks. 2011 is going well, aside from the pre-mentioned beginnings of getting out of shape, and History incidentally likes what we're doing so much that they've ordered more episodes. So, I'm gonna take a month off then jump back into it for another two. Yay travel and money.
So, here we are.
A month down and finally a month of time to let my brain stop whirling. Its been an insane ride and its been fun. But I'm finally getting a minute to re-think the ride. I mean, I like what I do, I've greatly enjoyed working with those I have worked with and the money has been pretty nice this year. And next year (fingers crossed) has some big things on the horizon.
But, as is always what I do, now that I have time to think, I'm trying to wrap my mind around what I'm doing and what I want to do.
I moved to Vegas to work as a graphic designer and eventually put out my comic books the way I wanted to put them out. I wound up working in television instead.
Then I moved to LA, wanting to start off producing comic based things online until I could figure out how to eventually put out my comic books the way I wanted them put out. I wound up working back in television, again.
The moneys good. The hours are good. The travel is good. Working on projects that millions of people see is genuinely fun.
Looking at the funny book industry, its been on a constant decline for years now. And we (the comics community of professionals and fans alike) just keep pretending that all things are going well and that there's no problem in sight. A comic selling in the top ten right now would have been canceled ten years ago for poor sales numbers. And a book selling the top ten ten years ago would have been canceled ten years before that for poor sales numbers. The readership is ever dwindling and the industry has become entropic but we keep pretending that all is well. That its fine. The X-Men and the Justice League are doing just fine and you wind up with a dwindling readership who stay around because A) they're addicted and this is their drug and B) because each one of them secretly hopes and assumes that they'll be the next Comics Professional called up to the Big Leagues. Its like some sick social contract between geeks that no one will notice that the Emperor has no clothes and we'll all just sit here with smiles on our faces pretending that everything is just peachy on the off chance that one of us (me, not you) will be offered the role of comic book writer/artist and all of our nerdy dreams will come true. The industry is dying in front of our eyes and no one will do anything about it because everyone wants it to remain just as they know it so its safe.
I'm looking at a fading industry, still wanting to venture into its depths so I can kill myself to make a book I believe in so that a few thousand people can see it when I already have a job making good money, producing footage that millions of people see.
And that there is called a quagmire.
... whatever.... regardless, I gotta start drawing again...
G