Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Portfolio Update


Added ten new maps to my portfolio today, as well as a link for the redux map for Twilight Struggle which (thanks to the good offices of GMT Games, Jason Matthews, Ananda Gupta, and Daniel McGinty) is now available for purchase...

Friday, April 24, 2009

Of dimension and projections...

So after an initial focus on antique map styles, then game map forms, then illustrative cartography, I've been moving in more technical directions the past few weeks - doing a lot of work with creating 3D terrain effects for maps, as well as reprojecting NASA's Blue Marble Next Generation (BMNG) RAW data to create hyper-accurate background maps.

The area surrounding Alesia, with 3d terrain and edge displacements...

NASA BMNG data of the Pacific, reprojected on an Albers equal-area cone...

Monday, February 16, 2009

Kind Words

Phil Fry had some kind words for me regarding the project we just finished, GMT's "1805:Sea of Glory." Timecode 3:44 here... thanks, Phil!

Monday, October 20, 2008

Ludography

[updated 3/16/09]
So here's a fun (chronological by history) list of games I have or am working on...

[R]
indicates a personal redux project rather than published work

Rise of the Ancients


From Byzantium to Britain

The Calamitous Sixteenth Century

From the New World to Nelson

Brother Against Brother

A Century of Change

The World at War

The Modern Era

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Custom GMT maps!

Through the good offices of GMT Games, Ed Beach, and Mark Herman I'm now able to offer copies of my custom Here I Stand and For the People maps for sale: click here to order!

Monday, June 16, 2008

Cocreating

I don't remember exactly when Bobby Ward, the kid down the street, introduced my brother and I to Francis Tresham's Civilization, but I caught the boardgaming bug that day and never looked back. By the age of fourteen I had published my first article (a rather presumptuous piece on opening strategies for Civilization) in the Avalon Hill in-house magazine, The General. We'd founded MGC, The Mahaffey Game Company, which failed to produce a single finished game - but saw myriad ideas and components built and thousands of cardboard chits and counters scattered through salvaged post-office paper- boxes in our closet. Our pastor’s son Rob was our only customer, and we his. We faithfully exchanged catalogs of each other’s works, modeled after those gorgeous Avalon Hill flyers, pregnant with possibilities.

There was only one game company in my eyes in those days - Avalon Hill - and I adored it. To this day The General is the only periodical to which I've been a paying subscriber. I purchased or dreamed of purchasing dozens of games. I hauled copies of Mark Herman's Peloponnesian War to show-and-tell to no avail, and spent endless evenings ogling maps and articles. By high school I was bringing Stonewall Jackson's Way to our American Civil War Studies class for everyone to play.

I had an image of what Avalon Hill was. The sacred address at 4517 Hanford Road in Baltimore housed a creative think-tank, a buzzing studio where those great designers and artists gathered together to revel in the joys of collective craftsmanship, days and weeks spent co-creating…

So on a family trip to Washington way back when, I pleaded with my parents to make the 45-minute detour to Baltimore, and giddily anticipated a walk into those hallowed halls. When they acquiesced, what I found was a sparse front-office desk and little else. I suppose this sounds a little silly, but it was one of the disappointments of my life.

I know of nothing I can do anything like creating games save creating films. These are arts that require collaboration and creativity in deep measure. And both industries are strange combinations of plain old commercialism and shocking volunteerism.

To this day I long to work in that kind of environment, where like-minded people come together in a room to create. What greater joy is there? Maybe one day the naïve image I had in my head will be a reality again.

Come 1998, Avalon Hill was sucked up, digested, and excreted from the corporate monstrosity of Hasbro, and an era ended. I’m not bitter, ten years later…

But if you had told me then I would one day be colleagues with some of the colossuses of my childhood, familiar names like Mark Simonitch and Richard Berg, Charlie Kibler and Ed Beach - I would have laughed you out of the room. What a privilege it's been so far.