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I was sad to hear of Frank Kelly’s death yesterday. While a veteran actor of many stage and screen roles, to me he will always be Father Jack Hackett, the outrageous, foul-mouthed, drunken priest of the sublime Father Ted. Perfect casting. Indeed, I’d long been considering sketching the characters of the show – a shame it is that Jack comes under these circumstances.

Drink, feck, arse, girls.

Frank Kelly

1938 – 2016

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My intrepid blogging expedition, whose aim is to shoehorn The Crystal Maze into as many of our exchanges as possible, continues this evening, with another three-dimensional homage to the show – this time, the iconic Crystal Dome itself. The shadows are a bit intense, but the deflector and emitter animation is a lot of fun and working better than I’d have expected. The geodesic structure of the Dome was created simply by altering my previous time crystal and making a second Atom Array for the framework.

crysDOME-94For the circa 100 per cent of you reading who haven’t ever seen the programme – or were quickly bored by my essay and didn’t read it, not that I could blame you – a team of six journey through the maze, pitting themselves against fiendish and frustrating mental and physical challenges. For each of these games that they beat, the team receive a time crystal. Each crystal wrested from the maze is worth five seconds inside the Crystal Dome, a glorified wind tunnel full of gold and silver tokens.

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The crystals bagged by the team were placed on a podium and ‘went out’ in five-second intervals. For the record, no team ever came close to that many crystals – I believe ten was the max. Some even got to the Dome with just one!

Inside the Dome, the team must collect and post one hundred gold tokens into the letterbox (or ‘cosmic pyramid’ as Ed Tudor-Pole labelled it). For every silver token that inadvertently slips through, one gold is taken away. Really it was just blind luck – there was no time to sort them, so stuff stuff stuff the letterbox was the general plan of attack. Sadly it was a plan of attack which led to many teams posting a sub-zero tally of what they were after, and that wonderful water sports day out in Hay-on-Wye passed them by.

DOME-11_0236I’ve said before, it’s by far the weakest section of The Crystal Maze in terms of the mechanic, but it’s unquestionably memorable and I’d still rather like a go. It’s a good job there’s that live theatre experience thing starting up in London soon!

Here is a rare occasion – a team who actually won! It’s the full episode, but on playing it should start immediately before the Dome:

Start the fans, please!

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It’s Selfie Day in the blogosphere. Well, I haven’t partook in it before, so I thought it only correct to give it a go – apologies in advance (although you’ve probably seen it by the time you get to this). This electronic ‘celebration’ comes at the sole command of Teresa Robeson over at One Good Thing. Blame her!

For a change, I have hair on my head, not my face. It really isn’t the best portrait I’ve done; heck, it’s probably not even the best self-portrait I’ve done, but then, the September attempt consumed far more of my time. You see, it’s one of those droughts where I consider changing my name to Kirsty, for I have been struck by evil witchcraft and lost my ability to render as well as I sometimes can… indeed, I was so unsure of the chin and jaw that I actually reunited myself with my beloved beard, in an attempt to try and ‘rescue’ (hide) those wobbly bits, but I don’t know about that either, so I will keep the original prominent. I shall continue to work through the drought. ‘Tis the only way that works.

But, in the meantime, I hope you enjoy your portrait of Kirsty, Jacob, or however you might wish to address me. Be sure to check out the other contributions!

edtudorpole-1…but you can call him Ed! I wanted desperately to draw something, somebody, and a frantic search pulling up a promotional shot for The Crystal Maze that I’d not seen before seemed to be some kind of sign. Who knows what the giant sword has to do with the maze, though. Could it be a reference to this, do you think?

Hoo-rah, Hoo-rah, Hoo-rah, Yea.

For some reason all the Tudor-Pole clips on YouTube seem to be made up of four pixels, with a video recording from the original transmission apparently being in the best nick. So let’s enjoy that.

 

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It’s been quite some time since I spun the wheel and went shopping for inspiration at Reddit Gets Drawn. For those newer readers that might not know: I have a colourful, uber-glamorous Wheel of Fortune-esque spinner, adorned with various time limits. I spin it, and it gives me the time limit for a drawing. Simples. I used to do it as a weekly thing on Saturdays, but after completing the first wheel, Christmas came and went and my routine was knocked about. Now I’ve settled on it just being a sporadic, whenever-I-darn-well-feel-like-it kind of thing, which will do me just fine.

Anyway shut up Jacob and get to the point. After a dusting off and a fresh coat of glitter, the wheel played ball, and gave me 130 MINUTES to work with my latest subject.

What an absolutely adorable photograph! I couldn’t resist. This time limit was generous, and thank goodness too – I must have abandoned and restarted shading the face five or six times in the first forty or fifty minutes. The shading just wasn’t working, there was either not enough contrast or far too much. Needless to say, this stumble worried me somewhat, ever more mindful of the ticking clock, but thankfully I managed to get something sweet out of it in the end. I focused heavily on the cheeks and chin, trying to really bring out that grin.

I’m happy to devote more time to the face than the clothing, it was well worth it, but the issues encountered meant there wasn’t perhaps as much time on the outfit as I’d have wanted. I think that’s clear looking at his trousers, and something about the truck doesn’t sit right to me – I think its too clear that I just did it on another Photoshop layer, thrown on… perhaps more shading on/around it would have helped. There was a lot more charming decoration to his tanktop too, but I left that out in the interest of time.

Much as I am picking holes in it, I am chuffed with the result. I think I captured some of the sweet little boy in my drawing. And now I find myself wanting a child of my own.

Here is the Reddit post and comment thread – keep an eye on it as others might upload their own efforts.

AF-hhhWith nostalgia overflowing from my previous visit to the squared circle, the only way to overcome it was to indulge it. Thankfully the process worked in that regard, and so I’m still unsure how much further I’m going to take this, if at all.

This Triple H was the first ever figure I bought. He came with Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson, under a ‘Famous Scenes’ umbrella as a nod to a ladder match they had in 1998. No ladder was included.

This was back in the days when Helmsley was just another superstar trapped in gaudy purple tights, not running the show like he is now.

AF-hhh01Having two pose-able figures meant I could throw them at one another for a bit of rough and tumble. I’m sure that’s what every wrestling fan called it. That’s gotta hurt! Who the heck’s going to win this thing!?!?

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PEDIGREE! PEDIGREE! PEDIGREE! BOOT TO THE FACE! BOOT TO THE FACE! BOOT TO THE FACE!