
Also to be filed under "defies logic" is my mom smoking outside in the rain...
Combining the art department skills of Madeline, Luis, and more to create native advertising (and spread comic love).
I'm not sure which defies logic more: how hard they are playing or how none of them puked afterward considering we'd all just come from brunch...
The good thing about being a full time freelancer is that I can take off for a week. The bad part is falling out of my routines. But I kind of drove myself crazy with all the work to get together my shoot for the 19th and get my postcards out the door, so the week off was good. (And staying with an infant and a toddler don't really make for a week "off.")
I wish I'd used the fill flash for both...
I looked around for a new modeling agency that had men who were looking to test. Lucky for me, it only took one phone call. Unlucky for me, my guy had a short amount of time to shoot. I think we squeezed in everything we needed and got what we wanted. A little too much in too little time, but, well, that's why it's a test.
The woman at the post office wasn't very helpful.
"I need to mail about 300 post cards. There's no way you can run through a machine to meter them all, can you?" I asked.
"No."
"Okay. So, I need to buy stamps then."
"How many?"
"Three hundred." And then she gives my debit card the hairy eye. Like I stole someone's credit card and decided to purchase 300 stamps instead of a new iPod.
Supposing she gave me the correct number of sheets, I mailed 297 post cards today. Let's all cross our fingers that I get five phone calls out of it. I've been told you're lucky to get one job out of a campaign.
My TV is 50 inches, so that has to be a lot of postcards. Okay, we'll compare it the bottle. There are more than 250 postcards in that stack. All addressed to art buyers and photo editors for catalogs, manufacturers, and other companies that should know my name.
My postcards arrived today. (Shannon on the front, Tristan on the back, a dollar bill for scale...) The software for mailing lists arrived last week. The wave of feeling tiny swelled and crashed down about an hour ago. So many possible people to contact, so many cards to mail, one of me.
Meanwhile, Streaky is reveling in all the wonder that is an open window.
High res screen shots were needed for an upcoming advertorial. The only way I could think to get them was to shoot the movie on a big TV screen. This is one of the screen captures. The halftone filter makes it more mysterious. (Just in case I'm showing images that aren't supposed to be seen yet.)
Showing pictures of all the retouching I've done or updating my regular site or any of the work that's been preventing me from even thinking about my blogs isn't much fun because it's basically posting work that's already been posted. So, here are three versions of an illustration I did for an advertorial on ELLE.com.