Oh!
My savvy siblings:
We're outgrowing the grammar of fantasy currently in use. The cards are laid out. Once again we've lost the game of solitaire. We bust out the six-sided dice, but to no avail.
As producers of multimedia and culture, we haven't nurtured a sustainable vocabulary of impossibilities worth cracking open and biting.
Our forms are worn out.
Our ideals too, are worse for the wear.
We should be fishing in the crevices for new tools. Starting bread factories and tossing dimes into coffins. Nonsense is a prize. Hard work is a given. Who brought their dream dictionary? Last night I dreamt about gigantic failure and demure flirtations, falling down in the shower and peeing on myself.
Write that down. Every ant's dream is fodder for a new reality!
Imagine, entire hills of such dainty dreamers, softening the sidewalk and threatening to bite your hairless, pale, unprotected shin. We serve the queen! We lift our weight, and where you find one, you'll find many. Strong-backed and clear-eyed, allow us to hoist that fallen leaf, no charge.
Ho, but a hearty tip is never frowned upon.
Back to business.
The internet is interesting, yeah? But it's clearly not enough. Things need to be built! To lift a knuckle is to bat a lash is to make your living, sitting down, slouched.
Saw-horses, blind-men, tubby budgies, caged and stressed:
How do you build a puppet?
Spoke the void:
One stitch at a time...
10 comments:
never realized how 'cartoony' ron mueck's sculptures are. there's this one he has two little lovers in bed and i swear i thought one was about to stand up in front of me.
More Jesse McManus posts!
never realized how realistic blaise and jasons comix were until one of them actually stood up in front of me, gave me a peck on the damn cheek and sent me on my way!
also, i was trying to start discussion here, about how we should all be making gigantic sculptures out of our characters and potentially connecting with famous puppeteers to increase the potential of (all of our) respective visions.
but in a really fresh way.
ahem!!
actually, the puppeteers need not be famous, and our sculptures need not be room-sized. but there should be some zines made out of actually plasticine, if possible, please.
yes.
My vote is for more stuffed toys instead of ugly plastidolls. I enjoyed both action figures and stuffed animals when a child. I would obsessively set up my stuffed animals on my bed..(won for me in Las Vegas by Skee-ball playing relatives)...name them...but a stormtrooper is just a stormtrooper. "plastic passion so hard to handle" as Robert Smith would say.
More stuffed, floppy, flaccid, beanbag friends.
the pelican makes a solid point.
but then stretch armstrong...i returned that murky, goo-filled hero three times to my local target store. is it bad or good for a miniature man to leak latex? we can consider this when mapping out potential merchandise/stop-motion puppetry notions.
beanie babies are repairable, but it takes solder and a good heart to repair a furby. there are some good pictures of skeletal robotic furbies on the websites out there, search-able.
please consult them and agree that though the pelican is well-proper, he is never nodding well enough in the direction of mechanized technology.
but birds with baggy gullets are not easily swayed from their convictions. luckily, their guesstimates usually blast the competition sheer out of the very waters from whence they were birthed, painfully.
hmmmm...
Have you ever seen a Popple bleed?
damn
good points all around
building bridges, from mueck to popples
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