Between Two Ferns: Steve Carrel

I know I've mentioned it before, but a new one is up, so if you like to laugh, and can handle the small amount of swearing, this is funny.
Well, I think so.
Between Two Ferns with Zach Galifanikis

New Work In Progress

I'm pretty happy with these two, and they don't need much more work, but I don't think they're finished yet.


This one started out with very little shading, and was working really well, but then I lost it, so had to try save it by giving her face definition and shading, but the lip was in the wrong spot, so I have to fix that and try lost mustache she has.


This is pretty much done as well, but I think it needs a red band across the top, and just some minor adjustments in his face.
It feels good to be doing some painting, and stuff I'm happy with as well. Prices start at $4000.

Poster "Let Me In"

While I'm cautiously optimistic about this remake of the Swedish vampire film "Let The Right One In", or it could be argued, this adaption of the swedish vampire book, I have to admit I doubt it will be as good as "Let The Right One In", which is so good it ruined "Toy Story 3" for me because I watched it the night before "Toy Story", and how can you go to a toy cowboy and space ranger when you've seen the glory of child vampirism?
Anyway, this poster is pretty good, so there's hope. Let's keep an open mind, people.

TRON Trailer.

I don't actually care that much about TRON, I just wanted to scoop Brad.


Still, it looks ok.

The Reunion (Work In Progress)

This is a painting I did at Clay's the other night, or rather started. The female was meant to be larger and take up more of the canvas, and that was all it was meant to be, but instead it turned into this, which is a pretty uninteresting picture in my opinion, so I'm probably going to paint over it rather than continue with it, but at least this way you get to see it.

Clarence Cuts A Tree

Ron Mueck At GOMA

So I finally got round to go seeing the Ron Mueck exhibition, as part of “The Weekend of Scott”, and thought I’d share my impressions, in case anyone cared.
Overall, I thought it was a bit neither here nor there. It’s a small exhibit, with only 12 pieces on display, but I guess that’s 12 more than I’d seen before, and it wasn’t expensive, so I can’t really complain about that. I guess the issue I had with it was, once you get past appreciating the technical skill involved, what’s left? I guess I could’ve joined the free tour, and listened to someone else tell me what I should think about it, but I guess I wasn’t in the mood for someone else’s opinions. But there were pieces I enjoyed, so let me share my thoughts on those.
The first piece I liked was the large bushy haired naked man on a chair. You turn the corner and there he is. When I first encountered him, he as surrounded by a crowd on the tour, and he rose from the middle of them, like he was reacting to being the centre of attention.



He looked uncomfortable under the scrutiny of so many strangers, and I think that’s why I liked this one, because it seemed like part of the environment, it seemed more real, it was telling it’s own story with the crowd of onlookers. That’s why the giant baby didn’t work for me, it’s just a giant baby, lying there. In another context, like a supermarket aisle or a park, where it would seem strange and alien, that would work better, but in a gallery situation, I’m just left with a big baby and telling me nothing.
I liked the old lady carrying the bunch of sticks, but don’t really have anything to say about her, or a photo. The small guy in the boat I thought was interesting, but only up to a point.


The guy on the wall floating on an inflatable bed thing, really impressed me with it’s lifelikeness. I think it was because of the sunglasses, we weren’t able to see his dead eyes, so he had more of the illusion of life.


I think the last one of the exhibit was the one I liked most. It was a picture made real, a frozen moment of a scene, taken from it’s context and put on display for us to view. A young black man lifts his shirt to reveal a wound, which we assume is a knife wound, or at least I did.


Once again, the technical skill on display is amazing, the sculpture so lifelike. But it’s because it’s this frozen moment that fires the imagination that makes it so appealing to me. There’s a story here, and we are left with only this clue to fill in the details.


I really would have liked to have seen his "Boy" sculpture, that was the first one of his I knew of, but oh well. There was also a half hour documentary playing which you can just go see separate to the exhibition which was interesting., detailing the production of his sculpture of an oversized pregnant woman. Really pregnant.

I apologise for the quality of the photos, but I just took them on my phone camera, so that's why they're not so great.

TRON? Never Heard Of It.

Recurring Nightmare: The Party

I have this recurring nightmare where I don't know anyone at the party, not even the person who invited me. It's like I'll get a call, "Come on round, we're having a party!", so I go on round, and I walk into the apartment or building or house, and you know how it is, there's people hanging around the entrance, but no one you recognise. So I push further into the house, it's dimly lit, with candles and fairy lights giving illumination, but not really showing anyone, all I see still are the faces of strangers. I keep going deeper into the house, passing strange rooms and walking down an ever ongoing corridor, passing hipsters and people who are cooler than me, but no one I know. I find the kitchen, an oasis of light, I look around, expecting to see whoever invited me, expecting to see you, or anyone, someone I know, but nothing. Strangers barely acknowledge my existence or return my by now frantic looks with their own impenetrable stares. I turn around to go back where I came from, to leave this party where I don't know you, but I can't see the door I came through, all I see is another door leading down another long eternal corridor. Then I wake up and confess that I just made it all up, and I've never actually had that dream, but now I'm afraid I will.
I think Spike Jonze should make a film of it.

Andy Won't Sing For You

Here's a song I wrote on my broken-stringed guitar.

Inception Building Poster

I've been keeping quiet about Inception, choosing to focus on The Expendables and Predators, but this is also an upcoming film I'm quite excited about, and thought this poster was rather effective.


Picture originated at scifimania.com.

Starting To Look More Like His Father