well, there certainly are some transitions going on right now.

this weekend was a bizarre collision of 'out with the old, and in with the new'...

i got the first shot for my film 'in the can', as it were (make up your own jokes there). a tricky little tracking shot of a miniature - 16 ft. long minature, that is. when peter jackson does it, they call them 'bigatures', but i ain't in new zealand just yet. 32 takes, and after reviewing the tape, we pretty much nailed it on take 21...not just good, but good enough.

it felt pretty damn strange, i gotta say...actually filming something that's been knocking around my head and hands for at least 4 years now. hopeful.

and then the following day i had to stop a tattoo session short because my hand and wrist were pretty much imploding. it didn't go numb exactly, but after years of working through that sensation and alot of actual pain, i sorta lost my sense of touch and sense of grip in it. very weird. it came back the next day, but not before i dropped something on a trip to the fridge.

that's it folks, i'm really, really, really, REALLY done. i don't have a choice anymore. that is, if i still want to be able to draw or write my name or something in the next 10 years...and that's pretty weird as well.

ze tattoo gear is going into long term storage. sorry, if anyone was holding out. can't oblige. bad enough i can barely straighten my neck out anymore. i guess you'll have to "wait for the movie..."

so here's a still of the set we shot saturday, taken by miss magpie.