Neil Gaiman Rat enters the land of the Anti-Summer

Poppets in

Fake

Pants.

We've talked about making Poppets in Fake Pants a regular thing.

We started talking about all those cheesy Halloween costumes we wore as kids---you know, the vinyl ones. We figured, the more fake, the better. It was a brainstorm---Bent, Alison and me. We had fun.

Now we have Poppets in Fake Pants.

And then, the Anti Summer Neil Rat showed up.

I asked him how he would survive in the harsh world of Anti Summer with only his trusty initialed spanner, his heavy duty boots, his gas mask and his wits.

He said he'd need a copy of The Wind in the Willows.

Good Luck Little Neil Rat. It's a hard world.

The street lamp is LED with motion sensors thanks to Spencer.

The base has grafitti, still growing. The sculpture will go to Neil when he returns from China so he can add his own to the mix.

review

It's been a week since my last post. Time is a slippery little sucker.

Various recent moments:

1 Mimi Ko jumps off the roof. (with joyful abandon)

2 pools without water are surreal places

3 two realities---stillness above, motion beneath--this one is somewhat Magritte---or possibly Jacek Yerka. Spencer provides footage for poppet animation work.

4 Strange Light. Larry Niven has begun the next story for the series. He sent me his notes. Sometimes my job is fucking perfect.

I took a whole series of sunlight shots. The desert has its good points.

5 Lisa shooting at night---still over 100 degrees.
The desert sucks.

6, 7, 8, 9 Studio work. The studio is evolving. It looks less like an art studio and more like a very strange laboratory every day. Eventually it may begin to think for itself.

Aside from that--We're very nearly finished with the Anti-summer Neil Gaiman rat. I asked Neil if the Neil Rat was stuck in the Poppet's Anti-Summer world, what book would he want with him? He chose, The Wind in the Willows.

Today was for putting out spotfires and dodging bullets. Tomorrow is a studio day.

At least, that is the plan.