more drawing! i was hunched over my lightbox on wednesday, drawing a bowl of soupy noodles, when the bell on my inbox went. it was the editor of pan magazine, asking me how the illo was coming along. spooky.

(well, perhaps not so spooky: i was quite late.)

have you bought yourself a pan yet? apparently it is going so swimmingly that a reprint of issue one is scheduled in the coming weeks. i filed my copy for my second column a couple of weeks ago, and it was a vote of confidence when the editor wrote back and asked for an illustration to go with.

i don’t expect issue two to be out for some months yet, but that there’s a taster for ya.

then yesterday, i was persuaded to make a short film for two ply, the annual low-fi film festival held in the loungeroom of a house just at the top of my street. fancy: a salon, in the heart of the upper-middle-inner-west. this year, the theme was “tongue”, and there i was, with no paid work to sully my schedule. the only downside was that two ply was a mere day away.

after dropping the kid off at school, i scrambled myself an idea, and drew a few things with a 6B pencil. i don’t know if it’s conventional, but i put it all together in photoshop, exported several hundred jpgs into quicktime, saved them into 11 separate clips, and then stumbled my way through the edit, all the while googling stuff like “how to lengthen transitions in imovie”.

(which is not possible?)

anyway. 10 hours later…

i premiered “sugar shanty” a few hours ago, to warm applause and kind comments, and despite listening to the same 40 second segment of the song over and over and over again, i am completely not sick of it. in fact, i can’t get it out of my head. rum tara tra la la la la!