...shrek 4 crew jacket

This is a few years old, but it was really fun.
They gave me the opportunity to design the Shrek Forever After: The Final Chapter crew jacket, modeled by this Final Layout artist extraordinaire.

Here are some early concepts.

For the final crest, we ended up riffing off of a piece of artwork that was cut from the final film, designed by the Amazing Griselda Sastrawinata .

I love doing this kind of stuff.

...stay gold

always

...the croods

Here was my submission for the Croods Layout t-shirt...I lost.

BUT on a lighter note, DWA is finally releasing material for the film, which is great because now people know the movie I'd been working on for about two and a half years.
You cannot miss this. It's gonna be epic!
March 22, 2013

The Croods Trailer

...korea town

I've never been deer hunting, but they say that when hunting deer, to be successful one must not attempt to walk quietly.
The deer can sense when your actions are contrived and thus are immediately clued in that something is amiss.

Walking home at 4 in the morning in Korea Town, it was best to walk in the middle of the street.
Admittedly, you're a little more visible but the advantage of no one being able to sneak up on you outweighed the disadvantage of vulnerability.

I lived in border territory between MS13 and some other gangs, so corners were constantly being tagged and re-tagged in an attempt to expand boundaries.
Walking home at 4 in the morning in Korea Town, the trick was to ride the fine line between a threat and a victim.
You had to exude the negative ramifications of potential hostile engagement.
That is to say, if anyone was going to mess with you, they had to know that they'd absolutely regret it.

My apartment was over a century old.
During my 13 month residency, I never saw a single living soul, but I always heard signs of human life.
At first, I suspected I might be the only one living there.
Then, on the 13th month, I realized that this was a time vortex, a threshold in which many time dimensions existed at once but all mixed up.
I'm sure I too was just another voice in someone's dimension long ago or yet to come.

...the wormhole synapse theory

some old stuff

...some layouts

I made for the show last summer. Not much, but I was proud of how organized I was.

...Sage Francis is a warrior...

Sage performing at the Troubadour in WS garb

Sage Francis "The Best of Times"

http://www.sagefrancis.net/

...goodbye

passersby would come and go

leaving their mark by and by

"Are they ever coming back?"

"Maybe tomorrow...but maybe never."

...the last dash

It was night, and I was driving down a busy street.
Up ahead, I saw a cat at the edge of the road. I could tell from his body language that he was debating on crossing.
"Don't do it," I thought to myself.
But it was too late. Before I knew it he was gone. Dashing across lanes, narrowly evading car after car and smears of light.
But when he got to that last lane. Smack.

A truck hit him full force and he was flung into the air, tumbling end over end.
It was very difficult for me to witness.
I doubled back and pulled over. I found the cat motionless in the road, and timing it just right, I scooped him up and wrapped him in my shirt.
He was warm. Limp. I could feel his body broken within. His jaw askew.
No collar, but well fed, and old enough to know you shouldn't go running across busy streets.
I couldn't tell for sure, it may have just been my optimism, but I thought I could still feel life within him.
I put him in my car and rushed off.

I bolted to the animal hospital, cat in arms, shirtless. I kicked open the door like I was in some kind of movie.
They took him to the back.
He had no pulse.
I cried.
I've always wondered why that happened.

...the canary suicides

A concept piece I did for a friend's short film

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Canary Suicides Teaser