...we who dwell under Milk Wood.
Though we may be overly pretentious with blog titles.
Anyhow, heres my responses to Dylan Thomas' uberpoem Under Milk Wood.
If you haven't heard it being read, because it really should be listened to, heres a link to the irreplaceable Mr Richard Burton performing it in it's entirety:
(i won't put all the parts up, but i'll guess you're savvy enough to follow the links)
Here's what i made of a few of the characters-
Gossamer Beynon and Bess Bighead.
Wednesday, 2 September 2009
Soooo we get this biotechnology project, and i totaly muck it up on the first try (see last blog post) , then i gave it another go.
Remember this in this news: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/technology/7977585.stm ?
I thought it was pretty groovy, and set me off thinkin;
Lil' virus dudes building batteries, right? That could be pretty world changing, right?
whatever, here's what I made of it. Only my virus dudes look like squid.
Note to self- colour choice be pretty important.
Sunday, 23 August 2009
Okay, so i've sucked with updating so far but oh well that's in the past (if you notice when my last post was- far, far into the past). Here's some stuff. some stuff which i has made. Yesh.
Midway through the last academic year I hit a real slump creatively, and to be honest was really doubting my career/academic choices. To cut a long story short, finding my then-current work was just not making the professional standard i wanted, so i fell back on sculpting, which to this point was a strength of mine I hadn't considered viable for illustration.
But whaddayaknow, people seemed to like it, so after all this bluster here's the end result...
This guy got a little mashed up in storage (hence the big scratch on his nose) but he's still looking pretty sharp. He's meant to be an illustration of the state of New Hampshire, with lil folks breaking his state laws all over him (including picking up seaweed (d'oh breakage!), letting cows poop over county boundaries (does that look like a nappy to you? hmm, answers on a postcard) and drinking cheap hooch and picnicking in a graveyard (one assumes this law still carries when one is dead).
Let me know what you think, whatever you think.
Stay tuned for more in a little while...