Monday, June 25, 2012

Lamington smiles? But why?

It's my boy's birthday today. Neither of my kids are fans of doing math, so this seemed appropriate. Funnily enough, I let Lamington smile for my own kid. Something he's never done before. (Lamington. Not my kid.) How curious. Maybe we should let Lamington smile, but only occasionally and for impact. Hmmm....  one to ponder.
 


Friday, June 22, 2012

Shhhh... another day another Lamington sketch.

Bounty Hamster lives on in strange ways...

You make a show. You put it out there. Then stuff happens, or rather it doesn't. Networks have ways of shutting down (see under CiTV) only to come back years later, regimes change, distributors go out of business, and toons get forgotten and lost in the shuffle.  And when I say lost, I mean forgotten.  I'm picturing a wharehouse that looks roughly like that last scene from Raiders Of The Lost Arc, where episodes of Bounty Hamster are nailed shut in a plain wooden crate amongst a million other plain wooden crates.  Seriously shelved. 

And yet, somehow people have a way of putting up their obsessions onto the internet and sharing them with other obsessives.  And those people, those hardcore people like the thing so much that they spend time drawing images that well... that reflect their own fantasies about the characters on the show.  I love this and happily endorse it. Even if it was a kids show. Lets face it, if you're going to fall in love with a cartoon character, it's your god given right to ponder what she or indeed he looks like with less clothes on.

Alan Gilbey found these when searching for images for a powerpoint presentation. You see, we developed the show with Graham Ralph and even we don't have images handy. The show is that lost. Still, it's nice to see it lives on ...and uh, erm, hit puberty.

 


And another Lamington sketch

 

Another Lamington Sketch

Monday, June 4, 2012

Picture of the day - Chicago 1989

 
I used to take one poloroid photo every day. Sometimes I'd write something about it. Sometimes I'd doodle around and or on it. And sometimes I'd just paste it into the journal. Here's one of my old writing partner from when I was living in Chicago. Paul Brandenburger disguised as cornflakes box disguised as Paul. Clearly I was in a daydreamy state of mind.