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05 the TERMINAL – Script and Artwork


Here’s the Scripting and Artwork for Hemisphere chapter 05 the Terminal 🙂 I watched this chapter recently (when i posted it) and there were a few pleasant reminders with what I put together. Anyway comments are always welcome, good and bad haha and thanks for visiting come back soon. the next Dark tower poster will be up soon aswell 🙂


chapter 05 -the TERMINAL

Two worlds, and we are just hosts to a conciousness that travels between them when we sleep? My questions were experiencing mitosis and the answers had flat lined and checked out of mother nature’s balance. The nightmares were getting worse. Yesterday I’d been stood up by the man, but in my dream I felt like I was just back at the warehouse taking to him. Now I clearly remember my nightmares, and have a box from it, I must remember everything more clearly because of this box. My life had all the pieces to the puzzle but no picture as a reference. When I studied it closer, I saw it had letters and numbers written on it. I’d seen this before, back at the heart, on a terminal. The box was a corrupt General, ordering his dark army of dead men to die over and over. Everything was leading me back, back to square one. What plagued my mind was the fact that time diluted the truth to the point where only shadows remain. Sayings where no-one knows where they came from. Chinese whispers through the ages, half truths and bent lies, natures politics. All the cliques were running, spawning and laughing in my mind. Like a crazy man that has guessed right and getting off on the fact that he could say ‘I told you so’, And I was just another pawn in this cold, sadistic, logical game of life. It took a while to get back to the warehouse, I was relying on a figment of a past memory. I stepped into the light, back into the pain. Mother nature said a shivery whisper pleading me to stay in the dark, giving me a cold sweat, she knew I understood its reality. It was my second home. I was seeing double from the drive and I was running on fumes. I hoped the terminal still worked, this place had seen better days. As the lights decayed the warehouse watched me draw closer. I’d found its epicentre, its moment of truth. The terminal looked straight back at me, worried it would offend me. Worried what I would do with the answers being the bearer of bad news, worried that I had the power to switch it off and kill its exsistance, taking everything else with it. The fear harvested responsibility, it was responsible. I was here to shoot the messenger.

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04 the BOX – Script and Artwork


Here is the next full script and Artwork for the series hemisphere, 04 – the BOX. This is where it really gets going now, i think, I love the intro narration with the surreal water droplet playing a larger part as the abstract sub themes really start to play a role as tangible characters and intertwine within the main storyline.

The artwork really moved onto a new level as well, Very proud of this, as it’s all drawn with brushes in photoshop. One of my favorite artworks and scripting. Also I produced some narration 🙂

Any feedback please feel free to contact me, comments are always welcome like usual, Enjoy and thanks for visiting :)



Chapter 04 – the BOX

where are you? poor little ghost boy. Are you used to looking for things that no one else can see? Are you in some place that we cannot reach? Are you bathing in moonlight, or drowning on the beach? Are you surrounded by things we cannot penetrate? Is the cage you love, the home you also hate?

He walked in, over my grave, allied with the darkness as it ate him up. He asked for my help, but not yet, all in good time. Suddenly it snapped into my education, the lessons I wish I learnt, but now I wish I never did, like a kid trying to grow up too fast. There are two worlds, both harbour an equal number of lifeless shells, these are perceived as people. To become alive they need a consciousness, but there’s only a limited number of these to form a symbiotic relationship. These consciousness’ jumps between shells across the two different worlds, they never stop. This is existence, the workings behind the scene of reality. I was living a life of lies, the truth was too hard to comprehend. I tried blinding myself to it, but it made too much sense to close my eyes anymore, it all added up. When one person sleeps on one world, one wakes up on the other, with their conciousness. When one shell dies on one world, one dies on the other, evening up the numbers, maintaining mother nature’s balance. The conciousness is generic, as in age, gender and sex do not matter, they go from man to woman, young to old. Life’s genetic mystery’s were unraviling, but none to my questions. People in comas are shells missing a conciousness, removed from the loop. The transparent noose was tightening around my life, a slow death. When you fall asleep the conciousness stores your memories in the large chunk of the brain previously thought unused, like a backup. Then exits your body and enters someone’s on the other world, recalls their memories, and continues their exsistance. Dreams, deja-vu and mild dispositing are all results from the conciousness leaking what it was previously doing. Centuries ago this was common knowledge, and accepted, but in time it had been distorted, diluted and disregarded. The small print that no-one reads was shaping itself into the blueprint of life. He then handed me a box, what was this? Pandora’s box?. Never accept gifts from strangers because you always get fucked, and they get away with it using the small print. He said it would explain everything. My mental state was back at square one, but this time it looked more like a cube, a box. Trying to fathom the true fabric of life, I passed out

And woke up. Now I had a box, the one from my nightmare. If that was a dream how did I have a box from it? And what did he say about two worlds? He was my worst nightmare. The last thing I remember him saying before I woke up, “Sleep on it, it’ll be better tomorrow”



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HEMISPHERE – chapter 04 – the BOX

Hello 🙂

While im busy drawing up the next poster here’s the next chapter in the Hemisphere series, chapter 04 – the Box 🙂 Artwork and scripting to follow soon. Comments welcome, let me know what you think, enjoy 🙂


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My week with Marilyn


Just seen the film My week with Marilyn, it was ok, pretty good, but i don’t know much about her and her life. I didn’t know she was that physiologically scared, and for that it did give an insight. However this is what the film is, an insight, it is very aptly named because it only shows you a small window of her life and washes over any real detail of her. It’s like a taster to see if you want to know more and when i look at the film like that, it did pretty well.

If you are going to see this film wanted an in-depth breakdown of her life or even a piece as captivating as ‘the kings speech’, then you will be disappointed. If you go wanting a taster pop corn light movie then this is what is was.

The piece feels like it was trying to ‘light and airy’ and achieves this well, so it doesn’t feel like it tried to do something and failed or ended up being this way because of bad production, it feels it done what it set out to do, it hit the mark it was aiming for. I wasn’t bored but i wasn’t transfixed with any particular part either, but it has made me wanting to know more about her and why she was, the way she was, so, maybe it has done its job, left me wanting more.


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