As I have included him in my sketchbook I thought I had better add a link to his page...although I have to say his websites not great!
http://www.bernhardgal.com/sounds.html#cds
Tuesday, 10 May 2011
The Jewish Museum in Berlin

I'm going to put a link in, in reference to something I wrote about in my sketchbook about this museum.
Thursday, 5 May 2011
An end to my narrative thingammy.
Hearing the young trolls snores the older troll returned to the camp. He made almost no noise, which for any troll, let alone a troll of his size, is very impressive. He looked around at his fellow travellers; the ginger cat looked even bigger - his fur now all puffed out, the ground vibrated from his deep purring and he was swaying lazily from side to side. The elf was curled into the trunk of a tree with the dwarf at his feet and the Knights chin was on his chest. As the troll's gaze fell on the wolves they flipper their tails, thumping the ground in happy wags. Raising his eyebrows he turned to Leila, who was calmly stoking the fire.
"My friends have been unable to sleep for days! How can I possibly repay you?"
Leila merely shook her head.The troll sighed, he should have known. She was renowned for never excepting thanks for her stories. Suddenly remembering her famous thirst for adventure, he opened his mouth to ask her to join their group when without warning a tremendous crashing and clattering sound came from the undergrowth around the clearing and the Klatchian army burst into the circle of fire-light!
Just as abruptly, everything went dark!
"My friends have been unable to sleep for days! How can I possibly repay you?"
Leila merely shook her head.The troll sighed, he should have known. She was renowned for never excepting thanks for her stories. Suddenly remembering her famous thirst for adventure, he opened his mouth to ask her to join their group when without warning a tremendous crashing and clattering sound came from the undergrowth around the clearing and the Klatchian army burst into the circle of fire-light!
Just as abruptly, everything went dark!
Wednesday, 4 May 2011
Paul Driessen and...
I know I've posted stuff by him before and I think I've written about him in both my sketchbooks now! But this ones really funny and completely reminds me of a friend of mine!
And while I was looking for more of his stuff I found this, it's brilliant. And you don't quite get why until you reach the twist!
And while I was looking for more of his stuff I found this, it's brilliant. And you don't quite get why until you reach the twist!
Another one I forgot
I've seen two scenes from Alice now and I hate them both, waaaay to creepy for me! Praise to Svankmajer for the sound effects (and I suppose visuals) but I don't want to watch anymore, thank you!
Things I've written about but forgot to put the videos up for.
Tim Hope's - The Wolfman
Dylan Kendle - Showreel
Trainspotting title sequene
Monday, 2 May 2011
A story within a story. - an introduction to me short story thingamy.
Leila is a wandering nomad, half elf, half ........, means she has the wisdom of many years behind her. She is a legendary storyteller, indeed it is said that her stories are so good that they appear to come alive and that whole armies have stopped in they're tracks, mesmerized by her tales. Rumor says that her fables are actually real and they come from far off lands she has visited.
One night, in the lands where Leila roamed...
Thunder rolled overhead and lightening crackled like static in the night air, over the northern ridges of the ........ Forest. it was the middle of the 3rd Klatchian War and although this forest land was said to be full of hidden dangers and home to mysterious creatures, Leila could be found calmly picking her way through the dense undergrowth. She wasn't even startled when a huge pair of amber eyes materialized from the darkness.
The troll, who the eyes belonged to said in a stone crumbling voice: 'Who goes there?'
'It is I, Leila, wandering Nomad of all the Lands'
With her words the troll withdrew and let her pass into a clearing, where an unusual band of travelers sat. There were two wizened looking old men (who could indeed be wizards), a young troll (a very rare sight indeed - you never see young trolls), a giant ginger cat, a knight (in not so shiny armour), three wolves, an elf and a dwarf. All of them looked disheveled, knackered and miserable. Drained from their various battles against king .......'s forces.
When Leila was introduced to them all, the young troll and the giant cat's eyes lit up! And they set up a clamoring for one of her extraordinary tales.
And so smiling she settled herself on a patch of ground beside the fire and looking into the eager face of the young troll and began her tale...
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