Aspirations for a Creative Working Space

Long time no see,

How gave you all been? I”ve been good. Busy working my job at Gammage, but I love it there, so it’s not really that big of a deal. It is driving me a little insane having to listen to the same music over and over again for the past three weeks, but it’s good music, so it’s a happy downward spiral into insanity. Yay!

Anyway, so I was in my class the other day and my teacher was talking about how we really gotta be visualizing what it is we want for our artist careers, specifically our creative spaces that we hope to be working in. I liked the idea of thinking about what my future work space would look like if I got my dream job of being the Queen of Cartoons, so I figured I’d put it in a post. That way you can all hold witness to the milestones in my life if I achieve these goals, and because I just like you that much.

So, here we go:

Let’s assume that I don’t get to work in a studio with a bunch of other cartoonists. Once we’ve achieved that state of mind we can go on and picture that my future husband and I have a house (or apartment) that has a room that he and I can afford to set aside some space for me to do my work. If I can fit everything I need in my 8X5 foot corner of my dorm room today, then I don’t really seeing that being too improbable. So since I’m going to be a grown up let’s give me a little more space… let’s say 10X10 feet. I think that seems logical.

Now let’s scope out the big furniture, shall we? I’m thinking that my drafting board is about 4X3 feet. I will need a scanning station, which is really just my tiny little printer. That takes up practically nothing and if we put it on top of a storage unit that’s next to a computer desk for myself then we can chunk that all up to about 4X2 feet. Both those items can fit into their own little corners. Then we have the rest of the space for supply storage and play space (like if we get a dog or a kitty or something). Of course, that is all if I am unable to get some sort of awesome animation scanner (one that will take in a whole cel with all the trimmings). Please hold while I find some examples on the internet.

(15min later)

Okay I’m going to have to get back to you on that one. I think I’ll write a letter to Snee-Oosh or something. I’m not sure. I know that the animation for Hey Arnold! or Animaniacs and stuff like that were traditional animation methods (granted they had 2 exposures/frame to cut costs) so someone has to have an answer for me…and if you do, you should totally tell me what it is. Please and thank you. For now we’ll just leave that equipment out of the mixture.

I won’t really need much, just a lot of bristol and ink…..and extra pens and stuff. Storage is easy enough. I already have some of that stuff.

Yup, you betcha.

I don’t got much else to say. A lot of this has to do with being in a community and having a place to help teach people about art. So I shall be a small time artist by day and a cartooner by night. I will be magnificent. And it’ll be great having a home. That’s my priority. I’ve kind of been drifting here and there since my freshmen year. It’ll be nice to settle down. Doctor Lunchbox and I have dreams of working with a company, or starting one. But that is another story entirely. We are working on it. Because we are awesome.

Gotta go. I want to be on time for once.

Smiles and sunshine,

Sicily

PS I actually called Snee-Oosh with no answer. I’m going to write them a letter. I’ll let you know how that goes.

A Scoop of Sicily

It’s good to see you again!

In this post, we are going to talk about myself as an artist. I hope you enjoy the adventure you are about to embark upon. Feel free to comment!

Much of my time as an artist is spent asking myself if my art would gain the approval of an artist that I admire…and most of the time that artist is George Herriman. His art style and character writing shot me in the heart like Captain Ahab’s harpoon.   Even though there are tons of fish in the sea of my heart, I will always say that George Herriman is the Fairy Godfather to my art life. What he did with comics is what I aspire to bring back to life so that the generations that I encounter as readers will know the beauty of past genius.

So now I’m a girl, with one more year of college, a dead guy for a mentor, and aspirations to fulfill before the clock strikes midnight and I turn into a full-fledged adult. I’ve got a full plate, but that’s okay. I’m not just sitting here waiting for the world to come to me. I’m trying to stay fast, so I do things like edit a comic from this:

This is how Boy's Cat Started off.

to (after much hard work, many hours, and a lot of discussions with my friend Chantel Lawrence) this:

This is what it is today!

It’s something I’m proud of. It’s also a fine example of what an artist can accomplish with friends who aren’t afraid to give feedback. And while I’d like to give a list of credits at this point in time, I’m aware that this little tug boat has still got a long way to go before it can reach syndication, though I believe in it full-heartedly.

But a girl can’t live off of syndicate funding alone. I’m trying to branch out with illustrating, as well. I’ve got a gig going on now that I still have  a lot of work to do for, but it’s going to be a good ride (whether there are potholes in the road or not). This is because I have a great author, who, though she may also be new to this, did her research and is really working hard to get her book published. I’ve read countless articles and even have a few books on getting stuff published, and I know it’s rare to find someone who is as sincere as my author. I can’t show you guys anything now, but expect posts for advertisement around March for when this thing hits the shelves.

Other things will come along. I’m hopeful…and prayerful.

So that’s what I’m doing, but I suppose I haven’t really told you what I’m planning. (You ready for this)

I want to be known as the Queen of Cartoons!

…I realize that’s rather vague, but hear me out, will you. I’ve been studying cartoons (both animated and stationary) since I was a little girl. I know, I know, everyone watched toons as chitlens, but usually people have an age when they drop it all. I’m from a small town, where headlines consisted of things like who was voted the latest Old Crab. While I may have had trouble keeping in the mainstream loop, this gave me a chance to develop my interests into skills. While I watched these cartoons I took notice of what worked and what didn’t (there was a lot of that…I’ve sorta became a snob), I would draw them to develop a style vocabulary, but, most of all, I would dream. Dream of what kind of people worked on these cartoons and what it would be like to work with them. Soon I became exposed to newspaper comics, enjoying dailies with my step-dad (aka Papa). After that, upon arriving at college, I was exposed to comic books for the first time. These three fields, animation, newspaper comics, and comic books, filled me with a creative spirit that is alive me to this very day.

I am happy with these medias. I still am willing to try new things, but these media are special in that they are my tools to telling stories. However, the American bred girl that I am, I soon became hungry for new story material. I was becoming more and more displeased with the latest shows and comics (well…not all of them). So, I turned to the past. It started with a trip to the ASU Library, a search that started for some of my childhood favorites. This trip, however, turned into a chance encounter with a couple of Buster Keaton DVDs. I had never been exposed to silent films before, except for the more famous Charlie Chaplin clips on YouTube, so you can imagine my splendor (if you can’t then you should really look into Buster Keaton). I became obsessed. There were many DVDs at the library, but that most certainly wasn’t enough. Not only because I knew that Keaton had done many more films than they were providing, but because some of his earlier films introduced me to many other slap stick artists; Fatty Arbuckle, Al St. John…I met Chaplin too, but only through his own films. Lucky many films were on public domain and view-able through Video.Google.com.* The point being, I became heavily influenced…and was moved by how little these artists were still known. Their work was good, REALLY good, and I knew that if people could just get over the out of date imagery, they would see it too.

*My only problem is that you can’t really do homework while watching silent films

While I’m still in love with the charm of old film quality, I have since then come to understand that change is inevitable and it is impossible to believe that all of society would conform to my way of thinking. Moving on, I decided to take this passion and let it influence my aesthetic choices.

These are the jewels that will adorn the crown of my title as Queen of Cartoons; my reign, a living echo of their success. Ok, so I have motivation, but what shall I use it for. Well, have started my campaign by honing my skills as a dailies’ artist, George Herriman’s guidance in my heart…I still have a ways to go, but it’s something. The end of the tunnel may be something entirely different. While it is not something I want to do as a profession, I hope to one day have a gallery show , showcasing the work of olde as well as creating work that uses the tools and tips of a time without the shortcuts that technology began to create. These will mostly be animations and comics but with the influence of slap stick. While I recognize that my interests may change over time, I most certainly would still love to one day have a show. This goal is mostly due to the fact that I realize the reality that the work I want to do may only have a place in a gallery. Part of my dream may also involve an entry into independent film with some hand animated goodies…if that is successful, then maybe even a studio, as long as I’m working with others who are of the same “royal” dreams.

This is getting rather long. my word count is over 1000. I’m going to continue this post in another post. Please read it.

Hopefully yours,

Queen Sicily the Olde