My Pink Half of the Drain Pipe
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| Blog Name: | My Pink Half of the Drain Pipe |
| Url: | http://pinkhalf.blogspot.com |
| Language: | English |
| Topics: | cartoon, london, vespa |
| Description: | Blog on the business of cartoons, befuddlement at modern life's complexities, and the quiet desperation of being English... |
| Popularity: | 41 Followers |
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Birth of a Notion
When people ask "where do you get your ideas?", the correct answer is "I stare out of a window, allow my eyes to unfocus, turn my mind into reverse gear, and rinse and repeat for four hours". The difficulty is enormous. To catch flying ideas, a cartoonist must always be prepared with a notebook to take down suggestions, observations and rarely of all, a real event that can be made into a cartoon.Observation of people and events is common to all creatives. Cartooning is not so different from writing. You can spoil a very good joke with a bum punchline, one that is too wordy, or fails to have enough, one that merely underlines the scene rather than adding to it. The crimes are man
When people ask "where do you get your ideas?", the correct answer is "I stare out of a window, allow my eyes to unfocus, turn my mind into reverse gear, and rinse and repeat for four hours". The difficulty is enormous. To catch flying ideas, a cartoonist must always be prepared with a notebook to take down suggestions, observations and rarely of all, a real event that can be made into a cartoon.Observation of people and events is common to all creatives. Cartooning is not so different from writing. You can spoil a very good joke with a bum punchline, one that is too wordy, or fails to have enough, one that merely underlines the scene rather than adding to it. The crimes are man
Nobody Understands the New Yorker's Cartoons
Have you ever been told something is hilarious, only for you not to get it?The New Yorker kindly gave a guide to understanding it's famously inscrutable cartoons this week.I am a big fan of the cartoons that the magazine selects. Some are dry, some silly, some just fatuous. I get them, though. Of course there are plenty that resemble the "laughing squares" that Family Guy talks about, but Family Guy is an amalgamation of many cartoon styles and rips, including the New Yorker.Taking the piss out of the New Yorker is easy, but before it, cartoons looked like this:
Have you ever been told something is hilarious, only for you not to get it?The New Yorker kindly gave a guide to understanding it's famously inscrutable cartoons this week.I am a big fan of the cartoons that the magazine selects. Some are dry, some silly, some just fatuous. I get them, though. Of course there are plenty that resemble the "laughing squares" that Family Guy talks about, but Family Guy is an amalgamation of many cartoon styles and rips, including the New Yorker.Taking the piss out of the New Yorker is easy, but before it, cartoons looked like this:
Books Do Furnish A Room
I'm moving! This has been prompted by Hammersmith, which has just got a bit crazed recently. First there was the car that crashed into the garden wall outside the flat. Then there was the madman who invaded the council offices and brought all of London's armed police down to King Street, next another unrelated madman who held up a chicken shop with a machete, and then finally, there was dead alcoholic that I saw prone outside "Booty Food and Wine" being levered into an ambulance. None of this would bother me very much were it not for the fact that Hammersmith is drunk paradise and the prices are outrageous. The council is right wing insane and wants to wipe out the remaining cou
I'm moving! This has been prompted by Hammersmith, which has just got a bit crazed recently. First there was the car that crashed into the garden wall outside the flat. Then there was the madman who invaded the council offices and brought all of London's armed police down to King Street, next another unrelated madman who held up a chicken shop with a machete, and then finally, there was dead alcoholic that I saw prone outside "Booty Food and Wine" being levered into an ambulance. None of this would bother me very much were it not for the fact that Hammersmith is drunk paradise and the prices are outrageous. The council is right wing insane and wants to wipe out the remaining cou
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