Smile for London II.

More Vimeo goodies I churned out for the Smile for London Competition. Do watch and vote. Keep hope alive and all that.


Interview Day from Dulani Wilson on Vimeo.


Relax from Dulani Wilson on Vimeo.

Sum up,
What the f**king hell is wrong with me!? Excuse my French.

Smile for London.

We are in grave times. Flobots No Handlebars is the soundtrack. The news is the film. Harbinger becomes prophesy- My story was set in 2012, so stay tuned.

Pigs trampled by the very beasts they ride. Pushing women to the ground with no reservation. Politicians ignoring the young proletariats. Our Prime Sinisters jacking off over our futures. Politricks. Poor weather. So I think London should chill for a bit, keep the peace amongst the 99%. And later in 2011, take it to the 1%. On behalf of the proletariat, I apologise for the Bentley. Just hope that none of our tax money went into maintaining your luxury. So smile people, because my own brand of propaganda could potentially be up in the underground and beamed into your subconscious. Vote for me in the competition- Smile for London. We got to learn to smile and relax now and again. Not sure if a 20 sec. animation will do all that but I took a dirty bloody stab at it anyway. This is one of 5. The rest are pending, and I'll post 'em when they are approved:



Be Awesome from Dulani Wilson on Vimeo.

The group on Vimeo is here, look at my competition:

Smile for London Vimeo Page

Til then, I'm out

Sum up,
Trampled by own horse: absolute FAIL (The title of my upcoming Autobiography).

The Palpitations "Look What You Started"

Got asked to do story art for the Palpitations via Aaron Lee-Singer (dude who produced the short Conversationing) and director Pietro. Managed to get it completed, no thanks to being plagued by ailment and visits to Incompetent Central *kaff kaff*. I meant Chase Farm Hospital. The track is Look What You Started. Go to Myspace and check em out:

The Palpitations Myspace Page 

Yeah dude(ttes), even sick I am pushing through. Plus I'm a fan of working for independents. Music has truly become a dead art form. Name anyone alive and relevant today that has the same influence as say... Bob Marley?

Have a look at on of the boards:

Got somethings still doing and cocooning. Reason I'm keeping a vow of silence, not necessarily 'cause its jinxy, but I have to complete a number of stuff by December before I take on the big stuff. Till then...

Sum up,

Anti-depressants, asthma pump, new-age medicine... Make up your minds you dumb chicken-heads.

Say A Prayer. And let your career sing me a dirge.

Remember this guy I was talking about in this blog:

And remember the boards I rendered:

Now see the vid. Dir. by Brian Taylor. Big things are happening:



Sum up,
Enjoy

I hope this is just a 1 week burnout.

Rollercoaster the past couple o' weeks. Been out of commission since Sunday but slowly recovering. From what I couldn't tell you. I never usually get sick, but when I do, oh boy do I excel. Left the doctors so baffled they asked if I took any drugs... twice. Stupid D**e. Class A drugs are for chavs.

Before burning out, was working on some green screen footage. Dudes and dudettes, before parading in front of a green screen, at least plan whats gonna be happening behind you when the green disappears. But I'm such a nice guy. Really, I am. So I just need to get the proper footage  so I can export it...still recovering though, so it may take a while.

Started working on Hooked on You again. Club background. At the bar. Bottoms up. And some suprising developments could have a short script being developed. And I found 20p on the bus. Hm. Things slowly looking up.

Sum up,
The Hulk without the green and muscle is just a manic depressive. Relax.

Article on the Dirtback *Essential Read*

 "mm, mm Mommy, Dirtbag guts are the bestest! Wish I could kill one everyday."

Gentle people, creatives etc. Thought this would be a good read. Lengthy but good. Puts the modern creative industry into perspective. My suggestion: bookmark it, and send it to any dirtbag (referred to, in part, as 'hack' in the article) that crosses your path and steps on your toes. My favourite excerpt in reference to crowdsourcing (where they have millions of creatives clawing and scraping for one job or contract, which, in the end pays poorly [the organisation's way of complying with government standards by rebuking unpaid work schemes without actually having to pay much):

"...So, if my math is correct and every one of the 73,000 designers won just one competition a month, each would get $8.22. Sure not every one will win with the four to six entries they must submit to each contest…assignment…act of piracy on the high digital seas…whatever, so some designers will get $16.44 or maybe $32.88 per month? If I lived in Bali…and was stealing someone else’s electricity, I could live well. Well…live..."

Read it here:

Designers, "Hacks" and Professionalism: Are We Our Own Worst Enemy?

It mentions in particular designers, but is quite applicable to all creative fields. If we can identify the problem, we are halfway home to a solution.

Sum up,
Do your homework. Pop quiz is Monday.

Favela my Nuggah (Stinkmeaner nuggah!)

Im back, on the grind once again, dear friends. I had to do some back pedalling, reason being my laptop decided to malfunction on me....couldn't access photoshop or word, pissed. So I played Yahweh and started anew. Backed up most of the tings but I know I erased something I shouldn't. Started drawing frames for the Candy rose vid, and it looks good. This week I'm going in on the deep end. Animatic done as well. It's looking good and I'm up. I'm really up.

Background images are coming along fine as well, doing a favela scene "Thank you C.O.D." Lots of little details for a 4 sec clip. I'm about a third done. Actually did more work before I posted this so its 2/3 done. Behold:

Working and trying to keep busy. my only distraction seems to be me and COD. but I'll be burning the midnight oil.
Let's go.

Sum up,
Frame by frame. Rosetta stone ish. Wish I had access to a background artist.