Just finished working on constructing the boxes of the throwers of the Real Ghostbusters Proton Packs Jon and I are working on getting ready for Oz Comic-Con, and I’ve really been busting my arse planning and constructing these things essentially from scratch1. I was about to call it a day and just make a post about being tired and my back being achy from slaving over a cutting board for 2 days, but I remembered a bit of a conversation I had with my mother.
I can’t recall specifics, but I mentioned that I can’t wait
to finish my Volstagg costume and wear it out so I can finally cut my hair back
a bit and probably shave the beard (or at least keep it a lot shorter). She essentially
said “why don’t you?”, and I said because that’s what Volstagg looks like. So I
went into a little speech about why I put so much effort in and how the public
won’t notice or care. I can’t recall the full speech but the TL:DR version was pretty
much, “I don’t do it for them, I do it for me!”
It had just finished this build and the thought did strike
me, no one really truly knows or even cares about how much we put into these
costumes except for the people that make them, and I mean collectively. As a
Ghostbuster I’m always asked such things as “Where did you buy that (referring
to the Proton Pack)?” and get stunned faces when I say I built it, or worst
still the people who want to pull at things and generally show no regard to my
There is a good feeling of accomplishment whenever you
finish something in a build, even if it’s totally completed. I was pretty proud
of the technological terror I constructed, even though some parts of it was a nightmare
to construct and plans had to be revised (I’m still noticing things that could
be changed at some time in the future). I know that 99.999999999999999999% of the
people I’ll ever meet will not know how much attention to detail I’ll have put into
such things, but I’m also aware of all the errors and problems in the build3
which thankfully will also go unnoticed.
I suppose what I’m getting at is that for all the time and
effort to do something like this, and with such regularity, you have to be
invested in it more for pleasing yourself then to worry about pleasing others.
Sure this doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy the attention, or better still do this
to bring pleasure to others, but if you not ultimately having fun whilst you’re
doing it then it’s going to be a miserable experience. I’ve had some incredibly
good times in costume, I’ve also had some horrible or disheartening experiences
in costume, and I hate to admit it but I’ve been very close on several
occasions to just throwing it all in and never suiting up again, but I try now
to do it for myself because when I stop gaining pleasure from this then I will
be giving it all up.
1 – We’ve never been able to find thrower plans online,
previous builders have been very secretive about them, so I essentially had to
create blueprints from scratch using only the concept drawings from the
production of the cartoon.
2 – Worst one was some little shit who yanked my thrower
during a promotional hand-out at Perth, which nearly broke the hook and it
never felt tightened again after that. Needless to say I wasn’t happy about
that but I refrained from breaking the little fucker’s neck... regrettably.
3 – Any creator worth a damn knows the problems with his
build, but essentially has to go forward to finish their project. It’s like
movie nitpickers, they sometimes act like the filmmaker doesn’t know that they
screwed something up without realising that generally they do know, and
probably know more faults then they’ll ever spot, but they had to finish
telling their story.