|The Magic Sword for RiffTrax|
I am a graphic artist, I practice pretty much everything in the 2D world... illustration, tattooing, photography, graphic design, animation, painting.... Currently the graphic Artist for RiffTrax (formerly Mystery Science Theater 3000 aka MST3K)|
Twitter: twitter.com/TheJasonMartian - @TheJasonMartian
I view myself as this character on a cosmic journey through many lives, soaking up knowledge and wisdom... I amuse myself by drawing pictures, writing words, soaking in music and breathing nature. I'm into art (I am an artist), music (listening, playing and dancing), the outdoors (hiking, camping, mountain biking, etc.), poetry, film, enjoying good company and travel. I am an easy going guy who enjoys the simple things in life. I believe we are all here to learn and become better people... open mindedness is key!
I've done many things to pay my bills... retail sales (who hasn't right?), store display work, drawing caricatures, delivering flowers, bartending and working as a nanny, but it is my art that has kept me alive and passionate about life. I got my start doing it professionally before I graduated highschool and will do it in my death bed.
Current Residence: Bay Area
Favourite genre of music: I like most music. "Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together." -- Anais Nin
Favourite photographer: Kimbereley Campisano
Favourite style of art: I love good art.
MP3 player of choice: Any non-iTune
Shell of choice: My body
Wallpaper of choice: Skin
Skin of choice: My own
Personal Quote: It is sagacious to eschew obfuscation.
What object would you put in Paynes Robot to get it going again?
For Colour_Collective: Paynes Grey
Not to be seen without RiffTrax it's ROLLERGATOR!
Here's my art fer it.
If you scooped a pile of goo out of a backed up gutter, submerged a pair of electrodes into it, fed it a slurry of protein rich nutrients while sending jolts of ever increasing voltages of electricity through until it demonstrated the most basic signs of what could technically be considered life, then immediately handed the pile of goo a video camera, it is impossible that it would make a worse movie than Rollergator.
Why is it so bad? Let’s start with the ultra cliched plot: The talking, purple, almost twelve year old alligator is on the run from the skateboard ninja who is employed by the evil carnival owner. We know, we’ve heard it a million times. But here’s where Rollergator differs from all the other talking animals the 90s gave us. Get this: he’s totally in your face. We’re talking x-treme with a capital X, ‘tude with a capital ‘. Does he rap? Please. You may as well ask if Poochie ever hitchhiked to the fireworks factory.
Standing in the way of Rollergator’s goal of endorsing every Blue Razzberry flavored product that 1996 had to offer is Joe Estevez. Joe is the villain, because he merely wants to put Rollergator in a cage, whereas the rest of humanity wants him destroyed in the quickest way possible. Joe thinks people will pay a pretty penny to see Rollergator quip at them. What he doesn’t realize is that nobody will be able to hear Rollergator’s quips because SOME HORRIBLE MUSICIAN IS PLAYING THE SAME AWFUL ACOUSTIC GUITAR RIFF OVER 98% OF THE MOVIE!!!
Shot on video without any fancy pants “microphones” or “lights” or “permits to record here”, Rollergator is truly something to behold. We’re not saying this is the worst movie we’ve ever done here at RiffTrax, but that’s only because we aren’t being asked to do so under penalty of perjury.
Get the riff at: www.rifftrax.com/rollergator