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Doesn't the hotel look edible? Very Battenburg cake.
I'd love to hang this on my kitchen wall exactly as it is above...like a snazzier version of those sad-eyed Jesus pictures, the ones where the Sacred Heart would be revealed beneath his snow white robes depending on where you were standing. Now you see it, now you don't sort of thing.
I could, I suppose, attach my computer to the wall. Press play - problem solved. But that doesn't seem appropriate somehow. Don't you feel you ought to be watching any Wes Anderson film on a zoetrope while the audio track rattles out from an old record player? So the computer on the wall wouldn't be right. I need a solution that's lo-fi yet needlessly complicated.
Happy Christmas to all in case I don't blog again before the big day.
Thursday, December 19, 2013
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Monday, August 26, 2013
Mostly Film asked me to provide an illustration for an article about Bryan Fuller's latest tv show Hannibal and I was delighted to do because this is one of my favourite tv shows, apart from Sarah and Duck on Cbeebies (I am a mum, after all, and it is delightful...)
Hannibal is a massively stylish offering; mean, moody and magnificent. I like the twisted fairytale aspect to it; time seems out of joint when you enter Hannibal's domain and the man himself, as played by Mads Mikkelsen, seems to belong to a different era. Yes, he's a serial killer, but he's also an old fashioned gentleman...in his way... He'd probably be the perfect house guest, provided you didn't do anything foolish like attempting to serve the cheese course too early or make him listen to your endless theorizing as to how you know you would have been absolutely bezzy mates with Michael Jackson.. He's a dandy in the vein of the Duke of Windsor (the one who married Wallace Simpson - worth googling his plaid suits, all the better if you get a full colour image - all the better to wonder at the technicolour glory of his baggy pants) and this guy knows how to rock a double windsor knot like nobody's business.
I think you have to be born a dandy -forget makeover shows; some things you just don't get from book learning - so my young Hannibal is a nattily dressed child with a keen eye for mixing pattern and colour and mother's cooking simply isn't up to scratch.
What's a boy to do?
Here's a musical offering sung by the dark haired lady from Abba, penned by Noel Coward, which might sum up the general audience reaction to this show:
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Heres's a new illustration. I saw this guy in a newspaper - best wildlife photos of the week sort of thing. Even though I don't generally go in for drawing animals this one really caught my eye.
And now here's the Conchords - Steve's been telling everyone one of them is actually a large water dwelling mammal.... (I reckon the elephant seal would dig the rhymes of the Hiphopopotamus).
Friday, January 18, 2013
My great aunt Kitty was a life long fan of Shirley Temple. She died last weekend and her grand daughter sang this at her funeral today. Here it is again for Kitty. I hope there's a cinema in heaven that only shows Shirley's films and I hope Kitty has the best seat in the house. xxx