Where do I even begin...
Hello World,
Long time no chat, hrm? Well, I'm not sure where to start, so I've cut this all for length into different sections.
Last month I paint charged (meaning, I was in charge of painting) three shows at once that take part in the gut wrenching torturous pile of crap that's called "The Fringe Festival." There's no budget, no time, and the shows suck. Translation, it's a waste of time for everyone involved. I was one of the lucky few that instead of working on one of the three shows, I worked on all three at the same time, each with outlandish individual demands. Ugh.
One show in particular, some crappy ass opera about shit that no one cares about was a new level of hell. The designer was a flipping moron with some serious ego issues, and wanted insane things in a time period that was nigh impossible. For example, six pieces of meat that are supposed to hang from the ceiling. A 9' x 4' dollar bill rug. No, not inches. FEET. In how much time you ask? Two days. It wasn't even so much that the designer was a nutjob, it was the fact he was an asshole on top of it. Mr. High-and-Mighty greek boy thought he was better than those of us who actually had to make is "design." Plech. Oh well. I'm just glad it's OVER.
I was silly enough this month to take on a personal project ON TOP of the Fringe festival. Oh, how silly was I. Well I had three weeks to design and create a three floor Halloween themed party. .... Yeah. Sounds as stupid as it was. Well, somehow, Scott (who was my assistant) and I pulled it off. It was a smashing success and I already have several more job offers for party designs and other events. Hopefully, though, it won't get too nutty what with school work. I hope most of the parties'll be over the summer. Here's some pictures from the event: http://homepage.mac.com/josephkingsley/PhotoAlbum1.html
I took this opportunity to bring to life the pseduo-fake company that I created so many years ago when I made The Undertaker a get well card. Hellmark Inc. Lives! I am now president, vice president, secretary and treasurer of Hellmark Incorporated, a company that specialises in all your... okay, I don't know what I do yet. Stuff. Whatever I feel like. I think the business description reads: "In the design and production of but not limited to: Special effects, makeup, graphic design, and specialty events." Muahah! Soon will be the website, which'll be my online portfolio. I need to find a web designer, I have not the time, effort nor skill to design my own website...
This Halloween was a serious bomb. Because of all the time and effort I spent on the Kimball Manor party, I didn't have the effort, time, or knee strength (I blew out my knee a record time in two days) to do anything Halloween night. I just sat at home, depressed. Friday night I went to the D&P (design and production) party, where I showed off my fire-shooting skull staff and my voodoo costume. I was only there for about an hour, because the party sucked. I wanted to show off, and I did. D&P parties always suck, I don't know why.
Yes, today is my 21st birthday! I plan on not waking up until Yule at this rate. I go out tonight with Scott for dinner, and then on Friday my two very missed friends from DE, Niki and Matt, are coming up and we're going to have a blast. On Saturday I have my 21st birthday bash at a local tiki restaraunt, and I will gorge myself on strange chinese restaraunt drinks and sushi... and it shall be grand.
Long time no chat, hrm? Well, I'm not sure where to start, so I've cut this all for length into different sections.
Last month I paint charged (meaning, I was in charge of painting) three shows at once that take part in the gut wrenching torturous pile of crap that's called "The Fringe Festival." There's no budget, no time, and the shows suck. Translation, it's a waste of time for everyone involved. I was one of the lucky few that instead of working on one of the three shows, I worked on all three at the same time, each with outlandish individual demands. Ugh.
One show in particular, some crappy ass opera about shit that no one cares about was a new level of hell. The designer was a flipping moron with some serious ego issues, and wanted insane things in a time period that was nigh impossible. For example, six pieces of meat that are supposed to hang from the ceiling. A 9' x 4' dollar bill rug. No, not inches. FEET. In how much time you ask? Two days. It wasn't even so much that the designer was a nutjob, it was the fact he was an asshole on top of it. Mr. High-and-Mighty greek boy thought he was better than those of us who actually had to make is "design." Plech. Oh well. I'm just glad it's OVER.
I was silly enough this month to take on a personal project ON TOP of the Fringe festival. Oh, how silly was I. Well I had three weeks to design and create a three floor Halloween themed party. .... Yeah. Sounds as stupid as it was. Well, somehow, Scott (who was my assistant) and I pulled it off. It was a smashing success and I already have several more job offers for party designs and other events. Hopefully, though, it won't get too nutty what with school work. I hope most of the parties'll be over the summer. Here's some pictures from the event: http://homepage.mac.com/josephkingsley/PhotoAlbum1.html
I took this opportunity to bring to life the pseduo-fake company that I created so many years ago when I made The Undertaker a get well card. Hellmark Inc. Lives! I am now president, vice president, secretary and treasurer of Hellmark Incorporated, a company that specialises in all your... okay, I don't know what I do yet. Stuff. Whatever I feel like. I think the business description reads: "In the design and production of but not limited to: Special effects, makeup, graphic design, and specialty events." Muahah! Soon will be the website, which'll be my online portfolio. I need to find a web designer, I have not the time, effort nor skill to design my own website...
This Halloween was a serious bomb. Because of all the time and effort I spent on the Kimball Manor party, I didn't have the effort, time, or knee strength (I blew out my knee a record time in two days) to do anything Halloween night. I just sat at home, depressed. Friday night I went to the D&P (design and production) party, where I showed off my fire-shooting skull staff and my voodoo costume. I was only there for about an hour, because the party sucked. I wanted to show off, and I did. D&P parties always suck, I don't know why.
Yes, today is my 21st birthday! I plan on not waking up until Yule at this rate. I go out tonight with Scott for dinner, and then on Friday my two very missed friends from DE, Niki and Matt, are coming up and we're going to have a blast. On Saturday I have my 21st birthday bash at a local tiki restaraunt, and I will gorge myself on strange chinese restaraunt drinks and sushi... and it shall be grand.