Toon Club’s topic for this week was “The Last Unicorn.” Naturally I drew boy scouts. They tend to have a shorter lifespan than girls.
This brings up the subject of how to properly roast a marshmallow. The best way is to turn it continuously, a decent distance away from the flames, until it’s an even golden brown. My brother, on the other hand, turned his into a burning mound of ash every time. And then he’d eat it! He said it tasted good. Personally, I think he:
A) Didn’t know how to keep it from catching on fire
B) Liked to gross his sisters out
C) Actually did think it tasted good. (Tom also ate his cold cereal with a fork, so…maybe that’s just Tom.)
I don’t like camping but a good roast marshmallow can be had using a fork and a stove. It’s also much easier to keep it from catching on fire.
I stayed up past midnight watching the Barbie movie. They didn’t list a storyboard artist in the credits, so the layout person probably did the boards. I feel betrayed.
“Barbie as The Island Princess” comes out today. I’m excited–probably more excited than I should be. I like princess movies. And this one’s a musical, to boot. If Pixar did a princess musical they’d probably, I dunno, drop down dead or something. They’re not good at that stuff.
My ultimate dream job would be to storyboard for the Barbie movies. I think they’ve got a lot of potential and could really have some good stuff happen in them. I’d love to help on it. I don’t think it will happen, though–Canadian film companies won’t hire Americans. I’ve heard it’s because the government subsidies the companies that hire Canadians. So maybe I’ll have to marry a Canadian. Although that seems morally wrong, marrying so I can work on a Barbie movie.
Just as well. Jason Kim tells me that Mainframe Entertainment is a real sweatshop. But that won’t stop me from buying the movie and singing along! The world needs more princess movies, that’s what I say.
I’d like to take a moment to expound on how much I hate spiders. I HATE HATE HATE HATE SPIDERS! Why did God invent spiders? I have no idea. Probably so we could have something to squash. Spiders who get into my apartment meet an untimely death with the vacuum cleaner. One spider had the misfortune to have me find it skittering inside my brownie pan. I washed it down the garbage disposal and pureed it.
I’m making it sound like there’s an infestation of spiders in my apartment. There’s not, really. I keep my patch of heaven very tidy. In fact I’ve wondered if it’s the same spider crawling out of the vacuum / putting itself back together. Things have been better ever since I stuck the offenders on toothpicks and posted them in the sidewalk crack outside my door. Infiltration has hit an all-time low.
That’s right, spiders. Look at what happened to your little friends. Mwah ha haaaa!
I’ve decided to work on a painter project each week so I can get better at this stuff. Man alive, castles are hard! People are much easier. Obviously I need to work on architecture.
The McDonalds isn’t there for any political commentary or anything. I just thought it was funny. For being in the middle of nowhere, I’m sure the king is well-fed.
Well, summer cleaning, actually. Time to clean up the blog so I can post more stuff! It’s been a while. Moving to West Jordan has been kind of crazy but I think I’ve finally settled in, and I’m working on more art stuff. Love it!