Saturday, 24 April 2010
Thursday, 18 March 2010
Monday, 7 September 2009
Saturday, 5 September 2009
This afternoon at the Renoir Cinema, a documentary was screened on the life of Ladislaw Starewitch.
Starewitch is marked as the inventor of stop motion character animation. His experiment began after unsuccessful attempts to film beetles in combat. Considering them incompetent in following his direction, he was compelled to kill them and take care of the action on their behalf. This he did by removing the legs and re-assembling the bodies with pins wire and wax so that they could be controlled and maneuvered. It seems that in 1911 when “The Beautiful Leukanida” was shown to audiences, they were convinced he was a magnificent trainer of insects.
After a series of wonderfully choreographed insect films, he started to make puppets, some of which were built to huge proportions in order so they could make every possible human facial expression.
He moved to Paris and had great success as a film maker, but was cautious about sharing his techniques. His crew consisted only of those he trusted with his secrets; his wife and daughters, who worked vigilantly and silently beside him. The documentary was unconventional. It was narrated by an animated bug who fell in love with a Starewicz puppet and burnt his wings in a film projector. Contributing to the story of the animator were historians and professors from Lithuania, Poland, Russia, Norway… and The Quay Brothers, brought together in a peculiar narrative alongside the bug, and who were embarrassingly forced to use cardboard props, and switch on lamps after talking in the dark for a number of sentences. Despite that, the content was fascinating and has left me quite a hungry investigator.
Saturday, 29 August 2009
Wednesday, 26 August 2009
We wandered past the flamingo window in the twilight and a china man, watching us cautiously, planted a device beneath the black wheel bins that set off torrents of steam rolling in to the sky. He nodded in our direction, so we knew to keep it hush hush.
Like a mysterious vacant firework display we watched mystified, listening to the hiss. And he watched us with a furrowed brow, willing us to get gone.
We left the scene not quite knowing what we'd witnessed,
Tuesday, 25 August 2009
I've had a busy sort of a morning (thanks to not having a laptop in the house for distractions) cleaning, sorting, visiting the police station. I think I'm going to get a milkman soon. And adopt a local butcher. I'll be spending the afternoon at Wolf and Sheep studio, where the animation Butter Mouth is drawing close to it's deadline....