A Long Week of Burning Eyes and Draining the Creative Lemon

So again, I've spent every waking second I've had this week doing the notorious and MOST METICULOUS part of pre production for Jeopardy: The Fake Magazines. As I got draw closer to my quota of 20 covers and 2 papers, I feel the anxiety of the real creative part of my job getting closer: Telling the story.

I haven't talked to anybody lately and that's only because once I'm over this hump, the real race begins. This is the final stages of what I thought I'd never ever get to, much less get through... I feel the pressure lifting. Now... If $400 could fall in my lap, I'd get real excited.

Here is the final with copy revision of the centerpiece of all these periodicals, The Metro Post. The back page is pretty cool. Took me all fuckin' day. I'm really starting to understand Adobe Illustrator. Can't wait to start my cartoon.




Back Page





Another Manish Idea... He's not only the fictional Diablo Killer in the newspapers, but he's designed the Hotel Mag and one I'm doing tomorrow called, 'EOTW'. I'll tell you when I make it what it stands for.






Here's Mark Collin's finished design. He came up with The Morning Cereal Tabloid. Here's the finished product.





Metro's Harbor somehow got adopted through.... I don't know. It sounded cool. I've always wanted to live in a city with a Harbor. (I never saw LA's. It was too hard to get down there.) And hey, if you know me, you know I'm a Shark Week MoFo. I love um.





And here's a shortcut cheat I came up with. You know when you go in stores, all the porn mags have bags and sleeves on them to keep "the goods" from showing to all? Well, why not make a crap load of these and take some LL Bean Catalogs of my mothers and slip these covers on them to convey Nudey Mags. Talk about saving me some time.





One more slew and this job and tumor will be in recession.