Showing posts with label popcorn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label popcorn. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

52-Week Illustration Challenge, Week 46

Emerging from the clown car. Black and red Sharpie ink, watercolour and collage (with various wrapping papers and tiny pompons) on A3 watercolour paper. I made a vague thumbnail sketch at work yesterday afternoon, and it was just going to be a painted sketch. Then I walked home, and passed a bargain store with $1 sheets of wrapping paper - and yet another collage was born. Each outfit was cut out freehand - no pencil lines!

Week 46 Circus
Week 46: Circus

Update:

Stagefright at the circus. Black Sharpie, watercolours and metallic coloured pencil on A4 amber La Carta Weave textured paper.

Week 46 Circus II
Week 46: Circus II

"Reaching new heights in the spotlight." Collage, watercolour, coloured pencil and black ink. Labels rendered in Word. I love the irony that the box with the messiest contents is the one that got upturned.

Week 46 Circus III
Week 46: Circus III

Thursday, October 08, 2009

Dangerous liaisons

#151

Jobs that require danger money: repairing the putty along the window frames in the shark tank at Sydney Aquarium. With a sharp knife and no gloves! Love the abandoned popcorn container on the sill!

Friday, August 15, 2008

Snap! Crackle! Pop... corn!

Fellow blogger, The Other Andrew, is complaining about cinema popcorn.

I must confess, I happen to like cinema popcorn. (But I rarely want such a huge bucket!) I also love its smell.

I distinctly remember the first time I ever saw cinema popcorn.

Hot? Buttery? Bright yellow? Huh?

Until I was about eight or nine, I'd only ever seen multi-coloured "candy" popcorn at kids' parties, and the thought of something so different as hot cinema popcorn was part of its unique appeal, I guess, and an intrinsic part of the rare treat of being "at the movies".

Then there was the day when my brother and I, filled with over-confidence having seen our scoutmasters effortlessly pop popcorn in a billycan at scout camps - popped our own at home, in the kitchen, when Mum was out. And we took the lid off, of course, so we could watch it pop...

We were still finding popcorn in nooks and crannies for months after the fact. Hilarious!

A sealed mincowave bag isn't anywhere near as much fun!

The Other Andrew also compares hot cinema popcorn (with imitation butter flavour, of couse) to ubiquitous polystyrene package filling... And speaking of polystyrene package filling, my old workplace now gets their "packing popcorn" from a place that makes a biodegradable alternative. It's made from potatoes and, as such, is edible. It literally melts on your tongue and almost has a Pringle's chips flavour and fragrance. Almost.