“Just because you’ve never done something doesn’t mean you can’t compete at a professional level.”
— Me to Akemi last night when she heard there was some archery competition going on this weekend.
Dark Matter mementos? Maybe.
I have suggested to Prodigy Pictures that, if and when they decide to do away with the Dark Matter props, costumes, and set pieces, they do so by making them available for online auction instead of simply holding a private industry sale. While it would require a little more planning, I think it would be a nice gesture to the fans who have supported the show these three years.
Will keep you posted on that front.
So, yesterday I posted pics of our final trek through our second stage at Evans. Today, I present you with our certainly not final visit to our primary stage where reside, amongst other things: Costumes! Props! The Raza! And, of course, my office with all that Dark Matter Whisky Club whisky!
The whiteboard in my office. Melissa O’Neil compliments my brain babies. Development exec Natalie Cooper’s To-Do list. VFX Supervisor Lawren Bancroft-Wilson tacks on that little item at the end. Accompanying artwork by Akemi.
More impressive than the 39 episodes of television we produced was this collection of approximately 50 empty whisky bottles.
Executive Producer Ivon Bartok and I caught raiding the Raza infirmary’s meds supply.
We apprehend Dark Matter Playback Operator Greg Whiteside before forcefully removing him from the premises. Everything must go!
Strategizing our next lunch move.
View of the mess hall. Missing: triptych. Also, everything else.
Other view of the mess hall. Missing: the mess hall table and, um, the floor.
Ivon, Dark Matter Costume Designer Noreen Landry, and I.
The Dark Matter costume department. All the wardrobe and equipment are gone now. The only thing left behind are those amusing dog-themed pictures.
Fun time’s over. Now let’s go quell a riot.
Guys, come on. One more tour of The Raza set.
There’s nothing quite like the feeling of seeing 67% of your dream fully realized!
Come, join us on the bridge.
Ivon contemplates life after Dark Matter.
Come on. Who could say no to this face?
Okay, syfy, yes. But who else?
Ah, fuck it. I aint going anywhere.