Once upon a time, I worked with an amazing group of artists. We made a few movie posters. Sometimes, I was the hero and shot an amazing image that made the key art work. Other times, I might have shot some tiny element that helped tie everything together. More often than any of us wanted to think about, we worked countless hours on ideas that never saw the light of day. Hopefully they moved us forward and somehow got us closer to the elusive goal of a “Finish.” There were many times, despite all of our best efforts we never quite got there.
These are some of the posters we worked on over the years. It’s far from exhaustive, but it was often exhausting. I still kind of loved every minute of it. There are so many stories in these pages. The times I flew to a far away city on a few hours notice. The countless ways to interpret torn paper. So many, many things lit on fire, distressed, broken, or completely destroyed. Hundreds of pounds of broken glass. Thousands of gallons of water. I can tell you how to make it rain, inside a 14 story office building, without being involved in a lawsuit. Or the time we faked a motorcycle jump?
Almost all of that work is lost. None of it ever belonged to any of us, and most of it wasn’t what the client really wanted anyway. When you produce that much volume, it’s impossible to know what to hold on to, so you don’t. You just keep trying to make magic and hope we got it right.
