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NEW ANIMATION.. and Knocking Content Out Like a Sexually Frustrated Teenager

April 12, 2009

Been quite an elaborate time since Ive last wrote on this little guy.

Ive more then literally been knocking stuff out like a sexually frustrated teenager, from films, to animations, to the comedy script, which Ive got some great news about, and will post up later but defiantly its in motion :-D ,

In the mean time, have a look at this if ya want….and even if you dont

Vegetation – Stop Motion Horror

let me know what you think.  proper hard week but i feel this stop motion clay/wood/bizarre mess this came out rather well.

anyways I need a drink and a sleep.

catch ya

x

Woody

If it was Sunny Everyday, We Would all End up Dead, Save us From OurSelves.

March 21, 2009

Why is it in the UK more then a day in a row of beautiful sun always means three spicy yet potentially dangerous yet unavoidable pursuits.

The First is of course BBQ’s, this one doesnt seem to effect me directly being a veggie but come tomorrow im guessing most of my mates are guna be glued to the toilet water in one hand, refrigerated toliet paper in the other.

next has to be the want to do fuck all, sit on the grass, fall behind on work and not really care.

Yet the one that gets me more then the others yet becomes tied in is drinking.

On a usual booze day you start drinking evening time after a day of work with the plan to go to town. Yet add Sun into the mix and you end up drinking for well over 12 hours, fall down something, still go into town and wake up with a sore head, a lack of self esteem and a potentially new case of Syphilis.

morrel of the story… if it was sunny everyday, we would all end up dead, save us from our selves.

I was silent…… The World War 1 Deserters Film (killed not by german guns…..But by there own country)

March 21, 2009

Recored the audio for this last week, very happy with what come out, needs a few fix’s but yea.

I think its an important story and one I wasn’t aware of before making this. (The story of Solders killed not by german guns……but by there own country)

Coming from a comedy background Its My first attempt at anything history….or to be honest serious based and would like to know what you all think.

The last story im making the film to lay over this week and should post up next week, cheers for viewing, and I promise more fun stuff next time.

Lack of Personality ….. and Guantánamo’s getting shut down like a whore house gone wrong

January 23, 2009

 

As you may of noticed i’ve been rather lazy the last 2 weeks on this whole bloggady blog blog thing, all sorts has went on since I last opened my head and let all the insanityand lack of humanity out. 

Bush has been traded for Obama, Guantánamo’s getting shut down like a whore house gone wrong and most importantly ive taken the executive decision to dye my hair blue, thats right its finally happened. Just as the false stupidity of Bush worked im using the medium of hair In an attempt to distract the general public away from my clear lack of personality. Im not entiraly sure where this would fit on the Events of the year list but as a metaphor im sure you will agree that i’ve ran out of things to talk about.

:-p

The pasts a lie, futures a myth, only the present-time exists,

January 12, 2009

Been writing today as I need to get some stuff outa my system, not my usual collection of fools falling down stairs or rants at things I dont truly understand. Think its the best way of sellotaping together all the random and down right saucy thoughts buzzing around my brain box today.

If your good i’ll be in fun mode tomorrow

 

The pasts a lie, futures a myth, only the present-time exists,

living in the moment, one night stands and getting pissed,


From bench to bench, from floor to floor, overdriven and overdrawn.

Running images back in my head, till the point when insights born.


Pavement slabs my carpet, my office is the back street floor

my living rooms an ally way, my wife is just back street hore


happiness comes from knowing, nothing really true exists

living in the moment, one night stands and getting pissed.

x

My Script’s a Mute, Backstreet Prostitute

December 29, 2008

Showed a very ruff draft of “Bitter Fame” to a mate today, I say ruff…. its a fucking skeleton,with no dialogue….

a mute backstreet prostitute of a script perhaps

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But was that a good idea?

Sure my mate liked it, but is that because she’s just that, a mate.
What I needs someone who hates me to like it, then i’ll be in business.
Shame I dont have my ex girlfriends number anymore, that phones at the bottom of a river now…..long story.

Think im going to change quite a lot after sounding ideas to another genuine human. Out loud you discover things that are funny to me are not always taken that way by others. Thats not to say im making this to impress anyone just things I need to think about.

I know this is very different to the direction im heading in at the moment, but me and a mate had a mess about with stop motion and made this kinda cheesy horror short. Wanted to try out something new, let me know what you think.

Hand

Woody
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