Sunday, 6 April 2014

Wednesday, 16 January 2013

Intial idea and Original poem for A Puppets Life

He was born to be a puppeteer
Then lost his job on east beach pier

His broken heart aged ugly and twisted
He longed for work as a puppeteer, he insisted

It took only weeks for the blame to surface
On the puppets head, "it was her! She did it on purpose"

So without a trial, no words were spoken
The puppet was thrown to solitary confinement

The old rabbit hutch would do just fine
To imprison that puppet, indefinitely, for all time

The months went by
The air stood still
On the cold hutch floor for years until

The puppet had noticed she wasn't alone
A spider had made her cell its home

You've changed my world the puppet said
I've been so lonely without your web

Saturday, 15 December 2012

Saturday, 22 September 2012

Failed test but important lessons learnt !

Unfortunately, this test failed in its execution but taught me valuable lesson in the construction of the arms and clothes. I have since added padding to the arms so the fabric bounces back after being moved. I like bubbling as much as the next man but this is too much and the performance isn't great either. ding ding round 2!!!