March 21st, 2010 § § permalink
We are back from SXSW. The panel is complete. A good time was had by all.
Here are some tweets by some folks who attended (thanks for the great feedback, ya’ll), starting with my personal favorite:
@katerutter Both loving and hating the messages in the #dfds panel, which is totally the point. So glad I got up for this.
@nicolemckinney #dfds – great panel. Surprised that many of the “dark” examples aren’t in the future, they are now. Something to think about #icsx
@meanica #dfds – fascinating panel from a conceptual aspect. thank you
@wd5iyt #dfds outstanding panel. thanks
@bunkywu Great panel on designing for the dark side and dystopias #dfds.
And here is my part of the preso:
DesignForTheDarkSide.pdf
March 13th, 2010 § § permalink
Design usually focuses on making the world around us better – optimism often rules the roost in our industry. But what might happen if we forced ourselves to design for a catastrophic or dystopian future? Can we learn something by designing for a darker side of human experience?
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Tuesday, March 16 at 09:30 AM
March 10th, 2010 § § permalink
I must admit that I wasn’t shocked to hear that Cory Haim died on Wednesday, but it still makes me sad.
I worked on a Cory Haim film in the mid 90s–Fast Getaway II–which starred Cory, Sarah Buxton, Leo Rossi, and Cynthia Rothrock.
Here’s me dropping a pancake that Cory was supposed to have flipped onto Sarah’s head in one scene (ah, the magic of Hollywood… well, or in this case Tucson, AZ):
I was the property master. An added responsibility was watching Cory’s dog when he was on set:
Due to the low budge nature of the film, the crew and actors all stayed in the same grungy roadside motel. And since I was responsible for product placement–primarily a Sega Genesis–a lot of the crew and Cory would hang out in my room at night. He was a good kid, which is ridiculous to say because he was only 2 years younger than me. But he was sweet, and lonely, and sad, and obviously damaged. As so many actors who become famous young are. I left Hollywood pretty soon after that.
I actually ran into Cory again, years later, randomly at a comic convention in Northern California. I was shocked that he actually remembered me. He said he wanted to hang out again. Asked me if I had a room in the hotel. Maybe we could play some video games. His handler, a severe Russian woman, wasn’t having it. It freaked me out, but I remember feeling that sadness again. Poor kid.
Those 2 words really sum it up for me. Poor kid.
March 5th, 2010 § § permalink
http://dorkyearbook.com/
Hasn’t been updated in 4 months, but I sure hope they continue. I’ll have to try to dig up pics of me on my dad’s old Heathkit with the 60 character wide, 1 character high screen, or playing D&D with the guys until 3 in the morning hopped up on Mountain Dew.
Those were the days…
