tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91074992024-03-14T02:00:14.919-04:00The View From Down HereThe official blog of Jacob Drakejacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.comBlogger281125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-83291235651553059302018-09-02T17:52:00.001-04:002018-09-02T17:52:31.163-04:00Lil BitsSince the projects I'm currently working on will most likely have me busy for quite some time and any updates on them will probably be few and far between for a while, I was thinking from time to time maybe I'll post some small art projects I did during the time I was absent from the blog.<br />
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To start off, here's some digital art I made a few months ago to commemorate Superman's 80th anniversary. I whipped this one up pretty quickly, over the span of a couple hours from start to finish, but I'm pretty happy with how it turned out.<br />
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<br />jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-9533893396850541802018-08-20T05:59:00.000-04:002018-08-20T05:59:54.137-04:00Getting Unstuck (Hopefully)Well, would you look at that? It's been forever since I last sat down and really wrote anything in this blog. I'm well aware that it's not the first time this has happened and I always say I mean to write more. And I do. I really mean to write, I want to. The thing is, life has been crazy for a while now. Honestly, it's been a very extended stressful period and personally, I haven't felt like writing about all the chaos going on. When you're living in craziness, living it is enough, you don't necessarily want to write about it too. At least that's how it is for me. I know a lot of people are able to take turmoil and shape it into their creative outlets and create something good from it, but that hasn't been the case for me. I tend to get overwhelmed and it creates a creative block. Frustratingly, this applies to both my blog and my other creative outlets. I've done a few small art projects here and there, but the animation front has been extremely slow for a while. It's not for lack of desire, I've been wanting to make something, but the spark just hasn't been there. I've been aware of it and trying to overcome it, but it's easier said than done.<br />
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Even though I haven't really done any animation in quite some time, something I worked on was recently released and I can't say enough how proud I am to be part of the project. A few years ago, America Young asked me to do a tiny bit of animation for a movie she was making. America is one of those people who is so fantastic on every level, I'll jump at the chance to help her out in any way I can, so of course I did just that.<br />
A couple months ago, <i><a href="http://cmdthemovie.net/" target="_blank">The Concessionaires Must Die!</a></i> was finally released into the world. It's currently available pretty much anywhere you might find yourself digitally purchasing a movie. <a href="https://itunes.apple.com/us/movie/the-concessionaires-must-die/id1356431819" target="_blank">ITunes</a>, <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Concessionaires-Must-Die-David-Blue/dp/B07B8YS9V6" target="_blank">Amazon</a>, <a href="https://www.microsoft.com/en-us/p/the-concessionaires-must-die/8d6kgwxp5jz1/0008" target="_blank">Xbox</a>... Have a look and you should be able to find it!<br />
It's good, heartfelt, nerdy fun and I'm so happy I got to have even the tiniest hand in bringing it to life. Seek it out, take a look, enjoy, and when you see those dancing snacks, well, you'll know that that was my little contribution.<br />
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While things have been slow and difficult on the creative front for a while now, I feel like the tide is beginning to turn in unexpected and potentially exciting ways. Over the past few months, ideas have been beginning to spark. New ideas that range across several different, tones, intended audiences, and types of media. It feels strange that after spending so many years primarily focusing on animated projects, nothing I'm doing right now has anything to do with animation whatsoever. Though strange, the change is nice. I feel like I'm suddenly working with a much broader canvas.<br />
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I don't want to prematurely go into too much detail regarding the things I'm working on, but I will say this- while one of the projects is still heavily centered on me creating visual art, the others, so far, have had me focused on writing. I haven't actively written a story since I wrote <i><a href="https://youtu.be/0R_A8NC6jLM" target="_blank">The Girl and the Ghost</a></i>. The shift has been a bit bizarre, but honestly, I've been loving it. I don't think I've ever experienced something like this where the story has just been pouring out of me and all I can do is try to keep up with the words. I really feel like something special might be happening right now and I can't wait to share it.<br />
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So, yes, that's where things stand right now. It's a short blog post and I don't have much to show at the moment, but after a long drought, I feel like new, hopefully good things should be coming to light in the not too distant future.<br />
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Fingers crossed.jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-45081074503219906222018-08-02T05:28:00.003-04:002018-08-02T05:28:55.224-04:0033<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "tahoma" , "helvetica" , "freesans" , sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Happy Birthday.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "tahoma" , "helvetica" , "freesans" , sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Miss you.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "tahoma" , "helvetica" , "freesans" , sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.48px;">Love you.</span>jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-31279814757650376272017-08-02T03:07:00.000-04:002017-08-02T03:07:10.682-04:0032<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , "tahoma" , "helvetica" , "freesans" , sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Happy Birthday.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.48px;">Thirteen years ago today.</span><br style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.48px;" /><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.48px;">Miss you.</span><br style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.48px;" /><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.48px;">Love you.</span></div>
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jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-12312247118303481412015-08-02T05:17:00.003-04:002015-08-02T05:17:22.785-04:0030<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Happy Birthday.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Miss you.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Love you.</span>jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-13102235798709066692015-05-26T06:30:00.001-04:002015-05-26T06:30:17.924-04:00XII<div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-7766072700872934631" itemprop="description articleBody" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 520px;">
<span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Twelve years ago today.</span><br style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;" /><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Miss you.</span><br style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;" /><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Love you.</span></div>
jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-58536979603760954472014-08-02T05:46:00.003-04:002014-08-02T05:46:38.269-04:0029<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Happy Birthday.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Miss you.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Love you.</span>jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-77660727008729346312014-05-26T04:54:00.000-04:002014-05-26T04:54:00.312-04:00XI<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.479999542236328px;">Eleven years ago today.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.479999542236328px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.479999542236328px;">Miss you.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.479999542236328px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.479999542236328px;">Love you.</span>jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-66960008754608250312013-09-11T18:45:00.000-04:002013-09-11T18:45:09.738-04:00Benjamin Franklin: Time TravelerEarly in 2012, a comedy news show called <i><a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/SourceFed?feature=watch" target="_blank">SourceFed</a></i> premiered on YouTube. I've been a fan ever since. That's all.<br />
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Okay, that's not all.<br />
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In September, the streak of funny and informative episodes was interrupted by something unexpected and different. That something was called <i>Benjamin Franklin: Time Traveler</i>.<br />
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It starred <i>SourceFed</i> hosts Steve Zaragoza and Lee Newton, was purposefully bizarre, made very little sense, and...a lot of people didn't like it. But I loved it and it stuck with me.<br />
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Months later, after finishing a project with the amazing <a href="http://youtu.be/Vl8X0CKyrKE" target="_blank">America Young</a> (which will go online <i>very</i> soon), I wanted to work on something smaller before taking on another lengthy project and I knew what I was going to make.<br />
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Back in the late 80s/early 90s, a bunch of big movies (<i>Ghostbusters</i>, <i>Back to the Future</i>, <i>Bill & Ted</i>, <i>Beetlejuice</i>, etc.) had Saturday morning cartoons. My plan? Animate an intro to <i>Benjamin Franklin: Time Traveler</i> as if it were a Saturday morning cartoon.<br />
It took longer than expected, but I got it done.<br />
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After completing it, I took a shot and sent a few emails. To my surprise, the video made it to the <i>SouceFed</i> office. Even more mind-blowing? I heard directly from Steve Zaragoza himself! He wrote to let me know that he and everyone in the office loved it.<br />
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I sure didn't expect that level of awesomeness from a quick little side project. I love it!<br />
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Enough of my word-babbling, here's what I made. Hope you like it!<br />
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<br />jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-89568738443909002962013-08-02T06:02:00.002-04:002013-08-02T06:02:28.803-04:0028<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Happy Birthday.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Miss you.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Love you.</span>jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-23768463988008658062013-06-28T19:07:00.000-04:002013-06-28T19:07:40.056-04:00A Glimpse of Things to Come?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-42354024087435881442013-05-26T00:04:00.002-04:002013-05-26T00:04:53.706-04:00XTen years ago today.<br />
Miss you.<br />
Love you.jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-58376529415828066422013-01-14T14:50:00.000-05:002013-01-14T14:50:21.732-05:00Giving Life to the Ghost<a href="http://youtu.be/0R_A8NC6jLM" target="_blank"><i>The Girl and the Ghost</i></a> has been out there for a little while now. It seems very odd to type that. I worked on this project for so long that I don't think I've processed that it's actually finished and available for all to see.<br />
A few nights ago, while working to promote the movie and get the word out, I started thinking about how it all started and thought maybe I should write it out for posterity and for anyone interested in the behind-the-scenes aspect of things.<br />
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I think it was Christmas 2006, I was at my Grandma's house and surrounded by family. Some of my cousins were pretty young at the time and I found myself frustrated that I couldn't show them most of the animated shorts I had worked on. My most recent projects were <a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xdblir_tootsie-blow-pop_fun" target="_blank"><i>Tootsie Blow Pop</i></a> and <a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xdbvus_batman-s-gonna-get-shot-in-the-face_fun" target="_blank"><i>Batman's Gonna Get Shot in the Face</i></a> and while I'm proud of them, they definitely aren't for little eyes and ears. I wanted to make something that anybody could watch. So, I started brainstorming.<br />
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My goal was to create an animated short that kids could enjoy, but I didn't want it to be so "kiddy" that it would turn adults off. I wanted something that would let me play with atmosphere. In early 2007, I came up with the idea for <i>The Girl and the Ghost</i>. I liked the idea enough that I went ahead and wrote a script. The script led to the creation of some concept designs.<br />
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I actually started animation almost immediately, even before giving voicework a single thought. I was trying out ideas and techniques that were new to me and it was exciting! Time consuming, but exciting. Even early on, I was pulling off shots and visuals that I didn't think I'd be able to. Anyone who knows me can attest to the fact that I'm my own harshest critic, so for me to impress myself like that was rare and surprising. I had a feeling this project might actually work out and possibly even be something special.<br />
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Eventually, the time came when voicework was needed. Larry and Aaron came onboard. Larry was set as William and Aaron would be Harold, a character who actually first appeared in a script I wrote back in 2002 or 2003. I remember Aaron was so excited, he volunteered to do a voice before I even had a chance to ask him. As for the voices of Annabella and her mother, my friend Laura Segura recorded a test all the way out in LA. I loved it. She was in. The cast was set.<br />
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Time passed, I kept working, and I got a good look at a bunch of the speed bumps that pop up during the movie making process. I was excited to have the cast recording their parts from all over the country (Laura in LA, Aaron in Charlotte, and I recorded Larry here), but I soon saw the problem in that arrangement. Everyone was in different places and using different equipment, this resulted in the audio quality of their recordings not matching up. I tried to fix up the audio, but the difference was still jarring when the characters talked to each other. I'd be able to record Aaron whenever he was back in town, but for my little no budget project, meeting up with Laura or getting her into a studio just wasn't possible. I hated to make the call, but I was going to have to go another way for Annabella and her mother.<br />
I had no idea who else I would get to play the parts, but the answer came at our premiere for <a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xdcv4i_the-greatest-fan-film-of-all-time_fun" target="_blank"><i>The Greatest Fan Film of All Time</i></a> and <a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x805t0_the-wimp-whose-woman-was-a-werewolf_shortfilms" target="_blank"><i>The Wimp Whose Woman Was a Werewolf</i></a> in the form of my then new friend, Marisa Zakaria.<br />
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So, over the course of animating the movie, I'd record Larry, Aaron, and Marisa individually whenever they were free and/or in town. If any lines ended up needing to be redone for whatever reason, it could be a long time before things lined up for us to get together and try again. It was tricky, but we made it work.<br />
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Our recording studio was my living room. Most of the dialogue was recorded on my MacBook using my <i>Rock Band</i> microphone. Credit goes to Marisa for that one. We were all set to record her lines and the microphone I planned to use wasn't working. Marisa noticed my <i>Rock Band</i> setup and suggested we try that mic. It worked beautifully.<br />
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For a pop filter, we used a piece of nylon legging stretched over a bent piece of wire hanger. Fancy? No. But it got the job done.<br />
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Jake Ruby helped out with sound effects and did a fantastic job. Everything sounded just how I wanted it to, but one sound eluded me. In the movie, just before William appears, Annabella hears bumping and scratching sounds coming from her closet. Jake tried a few things, I searched, but we couldn't find a sound effect that sounded right to me. So, I took my trusty <i>Rock Band</i> microphone, put it inside a cardboard box, and had my mom scratch and tap on the outside of the box. Got it.<br />
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Music is a huge part of movies. It helps create moods, it amplifies emotion, it helps the story flow. I wanted great music for this. Not good, great. It was very important to me, but I was nervous because I didn't know who to go to that could do what I wanted. Larry put me in touch with composer Mike Wilkinson. We emailed back and forth a few times before he came up with a sample of music to suit the story and sent it to me. It was outstanding. I was blown away and felt so lucky. As things went on and the project was delayed a few times (which I'll discuss shortly), our schedules no longer lined up. By the time the movie was finally ready to be scored, Mike was committed to other projects and couldn't do <i>Ghost</i>. It was totally understandable, but disappointing to be sure. I didn't think I'd get that lucky again, but I had to keep looking and hoping.<br />
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I had met Karen Graves several times over the years, as she frequently plays violin with Chantal Kreviazuk and Raine Maida. I took a shot and asked her if she might be interested in lending her musical talents to the project. It was a long shot, but I had to try. To my extreme surprise, she said yes. I got lucky again.<br />
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What Karen came up with caught me off guard. I knew she'd create something beautiful, but I never could have dreamed it'd turn out as beautiful as it did. Every time I hear the music she made, I'm taken aback all over again. Karen raised the project to a whole new level.<br />
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It's a winding road loaded with detours. Changes can pounce out of the blue and target any number of aspects of a project. I had to learn how to assess and handle each change in its own way. I even started making changes on my own. Originally, there was one more character in the story, an evil shapeshifting shadow creature that was pursuing William and appeared in the finale. He actually made it into the animation phase, but I realized he slowed things down and wasn't really necessary in the story, so I cut him out. Change can be scary, but sometimes it can be a blessing and improve the end result in unexpected ways, so don't be afraid to embrace it.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Maybe he'll get his chance in a future project.</span></div>
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I know how long these projects can take, I know how long animation alone takes, but I can say without exaggeration that I had no idea how long <i>The Girl and the Ghost</i> was going to take. I would get on a roll and make big strides with the animation and then put it on hold when I was needed on another project, or I'd be sick for a while, or life in general would have other plans for me and keep me away from working on it for extended periods of time.<br />
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Animation is a slow, tedious process and I'm fully aware that my situation exacerbates that. Most digital artists use a drawing tablet for their work, but my disability doesn't allow me to do that. I have very limited movement in my arms and hands, so I can't draw in the traditional way. Everything I make, I make using only a mouse. <i>The Girl and the Ghost</i> is 17 minutes long and animated at 24 frames per second. That's a lot of images. Drawing and animating with a mouse is time consuming, frustrating, and can really tire me out, but it was the only option available to me, so it's what I did. Living with a disability, you learn how to adapt to situations that aren't always suited to you. You have to. Using a mouse isn't the ideal animation method, my actual techniques may not be the "right" way to do things, but I do what I need to do in order to make it work.<br />
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Years have passed and it's finally done. My cousins are older. Since I set out to make this movie, I've become an uncle. My nephew, Matthew grew up watching me animate it.<br />
One of my favorite memories is when I was syncing a character's mouth to the dialogue while Matthew was sitting next to me. He was maybe two years old at the time. Hearing the audio playing one individual frame at a time, he started to mimic the choppy sound of it. "Eh. Ooh. Eeh. Uh."<br />
During one of the project's delays, he would watch the first 6 minutes of the movie over and over again, despite its unfinished state. My cousins may have inspired me to make this kind of movie, but Matthew fueled me to see it through. Watch for it and you'll even spot some of his own artwork in the movie.<br />
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Over 800 hours of animation, plus voice recording, plus sound editing, plus music creation, plus editing, spread out over nearly 6 years. If I've done my job well, you won't think of any of that while watching the movie. You'll only think of Annabella, William, and their story. I hope I've done my job.<br />
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<i>The Girl and the Ghost</i> went online on November 19th, 2012, almost two months ago. As I write this, it's been viewed 746 times. In the scope of the internet, that's not great, but for a 17 minute long film by an unknown animator? I'm happy. That's 746 more people than had seen it before November 19th. And far more important than the numbers- the people who have seen it, both child and adult, have responded positively. That's what matters. This is what matters.<br />
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So, now that it's out there, I'm going to continue to email, tweet, and do whatever I can do to get more people to see the movie. If you haven't seen <i>The Girl and the Ghost</i> yet or if you just want to help spread the word, here's the link:<br />
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To those who helped me make it, to those who have watched it, to those who supported me throughout this long haul, to those who have shared it...thank you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.<br />
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Now, as the <i>Ghost Hunters</i> would say...on to the next.<br />
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<br />jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-46704995003686722802013-01-10T19:14:00.002-05:002013-01-10T19:14:35.574-05:00Jacob's Semi-Yearly Year's End Review of the Year- 2012We're already 10 days into 2013 and I've yet to post my reflections on 2012. I'd like to keep the semi-tradition going, but I feel like a full recap isn't really necessary, since the year's blog entries are all right here, so I'll be keeping this one brief.<br />
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Honestly, 2012 was a long, frustrating, and exhausting year on a personal level. It was rough and I'm glad to put it behind me. Amidst the negative, there was positive. I visited California. I saw my friends. I went to Niagara Falls. Grandma's doing better. On October 13th, little lady <a href="http://jacobdrake.blogspot.com/2012/11/meet-london.html" target="_blank">London was born</a>, making me the uncle of three beautiful, smart, and strong little people. I'm thankful for those good notes of the year.<br />
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Creatively, things shifted a bit over the course of the year. I helped Teal with <i><a href="http://www.mygimpylife.com/" target="_blank">My Gimpy Life</a></i>, I created the music video for <i><a href="http://youtu.be/WNn3UQ2i8zQ" target="_blank">My Dear</a></i> <span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">with Sébastien Lefebvre, and I finally released <i><a href="http://youtu.be/0R_A8NC6jLM" target="_blank">The Girl and the Ghost</a></i>. Looking back, I'm so happy with how everything turned out. I'm proud of the results. It feels good. 2013 is shaping up to be a good one too. I'm helping out on a secret little project with my new friend, the amazing America Young and I'm hoping to make something happen with <i>Waiting for the Sun</i>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">So, thanks for the good stuff, 2012. Here's hoping 2013 brings more good to us all. Let's rock it.</span>jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-44341676791162196952012-11-19T16:01:00.002-05:002012-11-19T16:01:20.834-05:00The Girl and the GhostIt's been a long time coming. Setback after setback kept popping up and delaying the project at every turn. At this point, it's been five years since I had the idea, wrote the story, and began animating it. I actually finished it a few months ago, but wasn't sure what I wanted to do with it. A few weeks ago, I thought "it's nearly Halloween, it's the perfect time." So, I decided that Tuesday, October 30th was going to be the big day. Then, true to form, just as I was about to upload the movie, another setback popped up. What was it this time? Hurricane Sandy.<br />
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On Monday, October 29th, at 10:30 PM, an hour and a half before I was going to start the upload, I suddenly found myself sitting in the dark. The winds proved to be too much and ended up snapping three electrical poles on our street and splitting a fourth in half, not to mention the tree that came down and blocked our street.<br />
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So, on October 30th, while everything was supposed to be happening, we were packing up to head over to Grandma's house, where there was still electricity, and more importantly, heat. And that's where I stayed until November 3rd, along with Mom, Dad, Kris, Jessi, Matthew, and London. It was an interesting few days.<br />
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Then I found myself back at home, but Halloween week, the ideal time to release the project, had passed. I regrouped and weighed the options, trying to decide when the next best time would be. One could go nuts trying to plan this stuff, so I decided. What better time than right now?<br />
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At long last, I'm finally able to present to you… <i>The Girl and the Ghost</i>.<br />
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I'd love if you'd let me know what you think of it. I'd be honored if you shared the film with your friends. Most importantly, I hope you enjoy it.jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-49929011080372338562012-11-19T05:06:00.000-05:002012-11-19T05:06:27.970-05:00Meet LondonSaturday, October 13th at 6:10 AM- I was done unwinding after hanging out with the guys and was about to go to bed when the phone rang. Jessi woke to contractions that weren't stopping, so Mom headed to Kris & Jessi's house to watch Matthew, who was still sleeping, while they went to the hospital.<br />
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7:11 AM- Mom called to let me know Kris called with an update and Jessi was at 6 centimeters.<br />
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8:03 AM- Mom called again. Jessi was about to get an epidural, it was time to get ready to go up to the hospital.<br />
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8:30 AM- Mom brought Matthew over, I woke my brain up, got ready, and we headed up to the hospital.<br />
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We made our way up to the 5th floor and got settled in the waiting area as flashbacks of <a href="http://jacobdrake.blogspot.com/2007/11/ever-since-i-met-you-on-cloudy-monday.html" target="_blank">that night nearly five years ago</a> began to hit me. I sat there with Mom, Dad, and Matthew and prepared for the wait.<br />
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Over the next little while, Matthew and Mom both took a couple turns each going back and visiting Jessi. We watched <i>Dora</i> (en Espanol) on the waiting room TV while Matthew was there, <i>The Walking Dead</i> when he he wasn't, and then <i>Justice League Unlimited</i>. It was an Amazo episode (the one where he returns from deep space and hunts down Lex Luthor), very awesome. Eventually, Hanna and Kari came from the birthing room and joined us, as Jessi was in the home stretch.<br />
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Ten, maybe twenty minutes at most, had passed before Kari looked at her phone and simply said "she's here." Thinking she meant someone in the family had arrived at the hospital, we questioned her, but no, at 10:43 AM, after only two pushes, London Ann Drake was born.</div>
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I was shocked. I was ready to wait the 12+ hours we spent waiting to meet Matthew, but no, Little Miss London had a schedule to keep.</div>
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We waited. Bobby, Jessi's father arrived, and before long, we started to got called back to meet her. Hanna, Kari, Bobby, then Mom, Dad, and me.</div>
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Matthew came to hold the door for us and we went through the familiar halls into to the birthing room. We were met with little cries and then we saw her. Little London. So tiny, so cute, and with such big feet and long toes. If she were mine, her name would contain some kind of reference to hobbits or Hank McCoy. Nerdiness aside, she was adorable, beautiful, and perfect.</div>
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Things got off to an awesome start in the early months of the year when Teal asked if I'd be up for helping out a bit with her web series, <i><a href="http://www.youtube.com/MyGimpyLife" target="_blank">My Gimpy Life</a></i>. That was an offer I couldn't pass up, so I got to work. I went a bit out of my usual creative territory and designed the website for the series as well as all the graphics for their promotional stuff and social media sites. I even animated the logos for Rolling Person Productions and <a href="http://www.dracogen.com/" target="_blank">Dracogen</a> that you see at the end of every episode.<br />
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The series was released over the summer and I'm so thankful that I got to have a little hand in it. Teal and everyone involved did an incredible job and they should all be extremely proud. I'd definitely encourage you to check out <i><a href="http://www.youtube.com/MyGimpyLife" target="_blank">My Gimpy Life</a></i> right here:<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL8DFDC12B1B8CFC85" target="_blank">http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL8DFDC12B1B8CFC85</a><br />
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Also, check out the website: <a href="http://www.mygimpylife.com/" target="_blank">MyGimpyLife.com</a><br />
And follow the show's Twitter feed: <a href="https://www.twitter.com/mygimpylife" target="_blank">Twitter.com/MyGimpyLife</a><br />
And like it on Facebook: <a href="http://www.facebook.com/MyGimpyLife" target="_blank">Facebook.com/MyGimpyLife</a><br />
And howsabout Google+?: <a href="https://plus.google.com/u/0/100522847194674207229" target="_blank">https://plus.google.com/u/0/100522847194674207229</a><br />
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Get to it, would ya?<br />
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Next up, in early spring, I started work on another project I couldn't pass up on. <a href="http://sebastienlefebvre.ca/" target="_blank">Sébastien Lefebvre</a> of the band Simple Plan was about to release a solo EP and wanted an animated music video for one of the songs. It still baffles me that I got this chance, but before too long, we discussed things, agreed on a concept, and I got started. About 270 hours of animation later, the video for <i>My Dear</i> was complete.<br />
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The video debuted in July and to my relief, the response has been overwhelmingly positive. A few months have passed and every time I watch it, I'm beyond proud of what we came up with. I can't thank Sébastien enough for letting me be part of it.<br />
And a very special thanks to my buddy, Rich, for helping make the whole thing happen!<br />
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Take a look and tell me what you think!<br />
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In July, after a year of quiet planning, I embarked on an insane trip. Mom, Dad, and I drove from Ohio to California. For Comic Con.<br />
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We were away for 19 long days, so chronicling everything would be an exhausting task at the moment. For now, I'll just share a few brief personal highlights from those 19 days.<br />
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-On the way out, I spent the night in Phoenix (where it was 115 degrees) and finally got to meet my dear friend, <a href="http://leahdemilio.com/about/" target="_blank">Leah D'Emilio</a>, after years of friendship.<br />
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-I got into the Warner Brothers panel at Comic Con and got to see the first footage of <i>Man of Steel</i> presented by director Zack Snyder and the new Superman himself, Henry Cavill. To this Superman nerd, it looks incredible.<br />
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-I also got to see a ton of footage from the upcoming <i>Hobbit</i> movies presented by Peter Jackson and the cast. Nerd bliss. I can't wait to visit Middle Earth again.<br />
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-I unexpectedly got to meet a personal creative hero of mine, <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0863622/" target="_blank">Bruce Timm</a>.<br />
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-I met Power Girl.<br />
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-I met William, Bert, and Tom.<br />
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-We got to see old friends, Sharon & Jim, for the first time in years. Unfortunately, I was a bit under the weather, so I couldn't fully enjoy our visit to Brent's Deli.<br />
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-On my last night in California, Teal & Ali invited us over for dinner. Even though I was sick, hanging out with Teal, Ali, Marisa, Dan, and Bre the wonderdog was fantastic. I wish I could get together with my California friends more often.<br />
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After nearly three weeks away, we came home to Matthew showing off his newly learned skill of bike riding. The kid <i>taught <u>himself</u></i> how to ride in just one day. Uncle pride right there.<br />
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A few weeks after getting back from California, I had another little trip planned to see Chantal Kreviazuk and Raine Maida play shows at Jackson-Triggs in Niagara. Mom, Maude, and I went up and had some fun, but we cut the trip short when we found out my grandma had a mild heart attack. We came home to see her before she went in for bypass surgery. The surgery went well, but she's still on the long, speedbump-filled road to recovery. Love you, Granny!<br />
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Before coming back from Canada, we did get to take in Chantal's show at the winery. To say I'm glad we saw it would be an understatement. Sitting there under the clear Canadian night sky, sipping wine as Chantal played and a cool breeze swept across the hillside...it was the most relaxed I've felt in a long, long time. I needed it.<br />
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Things have been off-kilter lately with everything going on with Grandma, so I haven't been super productive these past few weeks, but that's just the way it goes sometimes. Family comes first.<br />
There are still new, awesome things coming though.<br />
Soon.<br />
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And the last update for this entry? I'm 30 now.<br />
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Yep.jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-28165987013823607492012-08-02T03:10:00.001-04:002012-08-02T03:10:37.867-04:0027Happy Birthday.<br />
Miss you.<br />
Love you.jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-75576914676112522362012-05-26T04:12:00.000-04:002012-05-26T04:12:58.227-04:00IXNine years ago today.<br />
Miss you.<br />
Love you.jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107499.post-22719592328031064092012-01-26T16:11:00.000-05:002012-01-26T16:11:48.170-05:00A Ghostly Update<i>The Girl and the Ghost</i> has a history of being delayed. Example- one year ago today, I <a href="http://jacobdrake.blogspot.com/2011/01/from-oldschool-to-future.html" target="_blank">announced the completion</a> of animation for the project. Is the movie done yet? No. But that will soon change.<br />
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Both the sound effects and music are extremely close to being finished, thanks to the fantastic Jake Ruby and Karen Graves. Once they're done, I'll put them together, and <i>The Girl and the Ghost</i> will finally be complete. It's just days away now.<br />
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With the movie being so close to done, cool things are already starting to happen. First up? The poster is here.<br />
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Also, the <a href="http://www.facebook.com/TheGirlAndTheGhost" target="_blank">official Facebook page</a> is up and running.<br />
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And finally, the trailer is online.<br />
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Watch. Enjoy. Pass it on.<br />
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It's almost here!jacobdrakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07653710297602177219noreply@blogger.com0