Do You Like Colouring?

Below you will find "conceptual art" (what a film student calls the result of dicking around with some pen & paper for a bit) for my upcoming short film "The Smyslov Screw". What's shown here is basically a drawing of each of the two lead character's faces and a drawing of one in full attire. This is for no more reason than to help me in finding what I want them to look like and dress like, and I'm certainly no artist (look at the way his legs are positioned in the full body one. Criminal) so don't judge too harshly. I just thought I'd stick them here for the laugh. You can expect me to add another full body drawing, this one of the character of Vincent in costume, and another doodle or two of the supporting cast of characters. 

The (admittedly slightly reminiscent of The Head off of Art Attack) fellow seen above is the dower and haggard protagonist of the piece Vincent Bagshaw. 

This here is the film's catalyst Scooter McIntyre in full costume. Isn't he well cool?

And of course Scooter's headshot.

This entry is really just an excuse to publicize my pretty little pictures, but seeing as I'm here and all I'll go ahead and treat myself to a ramble. The trend of high spirits and robot love set for 2010 on new years eve fall for some and continue for others as snow (ice really, but I'm one for looking on the bright side) continues to fall in Dublin. I myself am amongst the latter group of people, staying in Dublin for an extra week thanks to unforeseen circumstances. Good thing too, as my few extra days here are proving very pleasant. I do wish I had photographs as for then I could show them to you without having you to use the power of your imagination to decipher what it is I've been up to. Well I fear this is one of those rare moments in the modern age where you'll have to pump that big ol' brain of yours into the unknown depths of imagination, because of relevant photographs I have exactly zero. I could go into a description of my recent escapades, perhaps even a nice anecdote or two; but this isn't that kind of blog. Nor do I really find the events in question really interesting enough to write about. Suffice to say, I'm in Dublin for another two days and having a pleasant time being so. 

It seems my distinct lack of time spent sitting around doing nothing more than thinking has lead to an all-time record slump in the tiny little history of this blog. Myself circa '09 would be disappointed in present time me. Much like the character played by actor and fat child Spencer Breslin in Disney's Bruce Willis epic "The Kid" (I never understood why the child was so miffed anyway. He grew up to be Bruce Willis, an impressive feat for any fictional character. Let alone a grotesquely overweight one). In the grand tradition of tomorrowness and general optimism I reckon I'll be posting with a lot more regularity come my triumphant return to London Town. There is, after all, a party happening in my (Irish) home of homes upon the morrow and I'm sure that will at the very least provide the photos which you readers so desperately crave. Vultures. I'll also be getting down to work on the aforementioned short film, which should prove a breeding ground for blog topics...

I'm sorry Bruce Willis; I promise I'll blog more soon.

Hoping to see more of you,

Kid Sensible. 

Eks-oh-eks and that.

The Onesies.

As you can probably guess from the title of this post, I have decided as to what I'll be calling the current decade. It seems, after a bit of googling, that (rather unsurprisingly) a number of people have already begun to use the phrase at hand. I'm not going to lay claim to having originally thought this up or even originally discovered the term for myself. The credit there has to go to my dear friend, rowing enthusiast and humanoid robot Semputer. Several of us huddled around a fire, after beginning the year frolicking in the snow like so many hopeful young Dubliners had done, were discussing the topic at hand when out of nowhere the plucky young robot piped up with a rusty and mechanical chirp; "The onesies". I tried to explain to Semputer how pleased his suggestion had made me, but of course he couldn't get to grips with the basic human emotion of happiness. After all, he is a robot. Never the less, I rewarded him with a rare moment of affection between us in the form of a man-on-bot hug. It was scarcely an hour into the new year and already robo-sapian relations were at an all time high. The precedent for the decade had been set, and it was a happy one. 

As I've already outlined above, in the outside the evening had been snow-covered. Usually in Dublin the closest we come to snow is a thin, slightly pitiful spattering of hard & unforgiving sleet or hail tumbling down from the heavens injuring small children and inconveniencing the rest of us. Sure, in these cases a few particularly hopeful children with their romanticized ideals of the Winter phase will attempt snowball fights, snowman construction and all the other snowtide joys, but little usually comes from it barring what looks like a small pile of half-melted sugar on the lawn, accompanied by a nasty cold. Rest assured though, 2010 began with a soft, almost Dickensian snowfall which has continued on-and-off since the year was brought in. 

Note the above snap, courtesy of H-Bomb. A select few of the attendees partying with our new friend Shane. A mention must go to J-Dizzler for his heading Shane's construction and general conception. I did contribute to the precipitationy fellow two of my finest gloves, so you might say I was ready to lend a hand.

I thought I'd leave a small gap there for you to appreciate my first pun of the new year fully. 

Awesome.

So The Onesies are very much a-go-go, have started in beautiful style and by all accounts should continue as such. I'm back to the slog in two days, returning to film school and getting rightly stuck into production on my upcoming flick. Nice. So what changes for me in this newly founded and freshly named decade of ours? We all know I'm blogging as an oh-10 challenge, but there are a few other resolutions I'd like to try observe. They're not particularly amusing, original or perhaps even blog-worthy; but they are at the very least constructive, and I reckon with some conviction I'll be able to stick to them. They are as follows:

1 - Blog on a somewhat regular basis. If I achieve an average of two posts a week I'll be chuffed. I'm nothing if not realistic.

2 - Smoke less weed. I'm aware that this is a pretty subjective one, but it's something I really ought try to do even if the improvement shown is only marginal. I shan't go into a detailed account of my habits, but suffice to say that my goal here is to limit it to just weekends while not on holidays. Dig it.

3 - Attend more social activities. As many of my friends will tell you, I'm quite prone to bottling, bailing, ditching, skipping out, canceling and of course skiving. I plan on changing this as of this very moment. 

4 - Come off more like Bridget Jones in writing.

All thoroughly doable I feel. Of course I say that now, but lets see how I'm doing when I begin my next post from my flat having reneged on plans to stay home and smoke a joint. 

My most sincere wishes of warmth and loveliness to you all,

Kid Sensible.