Baker’s Dozen

1964-1982: Childhood recollections that I may assemble into an illustrated book:

Sep 302017
 
SPACE FLiK: The Corrector's Cut

Although I’ve worked in animation since 1982 and loved the medium my whole life, there was only one time that I made an animated project on my own (apart from flip-books). At the age of 15/16, my obsessions were WARNER Bros CARTOONS, STAR WARS and MAD Magazine, influences clearly seen in the crudely made parody finished over a year later. [..READ MORE..]







Highland Scout

 Posted by on July 25, 2017  AutoBio, Family, Lefties, Travel
Jul 252017
 
Highland Scout

“Sell ticker rain jurrs, wee chwonn?!” Said he. “Huh? Oi dahnd unnerstehnn wotcha saiyin!” Said I. It was my first day at primary school in Glasgow and a mutually unintelligible clash of regional English accents was under way; Glasgow Scots vs Rural Aussie. Like me, the other kid was a knock kneed 9 year old Celt, but wearing a [..READ MORE..]







Father Footy

 Posted by on June 1, 2017  AutoBio, Drawings
Jun 012017
 
Father Footy

A major misstep in my childhood was made while wearing my first pair of rugby boots (which were actually a pair of cheap sneakers in my case.) At the age of 7, I’d never even heard of of rugby league, having just moved to the Australian mainland from Tasmania where we didn’t play the game, but my new classmates [..READ MORE..]







the inbetweener

 Posted by on November 5, 2015  AutoBio, Family, Lefties, Work
Nov 052015
 
the inbetweener

I first started working at the Hanna-Barbera animation studio in Sydney when I was 17 years old, joyfully working on some of the crappiest cartoons ever made. I remember that time as one of great personal triumph, but also profound and enduring heartbreak. I’d wanted to work in animation since I was 8 years old but thought such [..READ MORE..]







Teenage Camelot

 Posted by on February 22, 2015  AutoBio, Lefties
Feb 222015
 
Teenage Camelot

At around the age of 15, I met a group of older teenagers who’d already finished with high school, shared a house and lived on the dole. I thought they were the height of teen cool because they could do whatever they wanted; woah. I was still obliged to wear my school uniform and kow-tow to ‘the man’ [..READ MORE..]







A Boxing Day Far, Far, Away..

 Posted by on January 7, 2014  Film/TV, Lefties, Reviews
Jan 072014
 
A Boxing Day Far, Far, Away..

It’s difficult to preserve memory when your older-self’s revised view constantly overwrites the original impression. How do you file a loving memory of someone you no-longer like? Or childhood memories of wonder, but of things now uncool? Do you owe it to your earlier-self to keep that first impression alive? One such moment, is a memory of awe [..READ MORE..]







Chook Hunter

 Posted by on October 26, 2013  AutoBio, Family, Lefties
Oct 262013
 
Chook Hunter

My paternal grandfather lives on as a cheery, little hardworking gnome of a man in my memory, yet my favourite photo of him, snapped by a street photographer well before my own Dad was even born, shows an impossibly roguish little bugger in his prime, an antipodean George Raft wearing his hat cocked at a rakish angle with [..READ MORE..]







Oct 012013
 
Tomorrow, You Only Have Memories Forever, Again. Twice.

As a child, going to the cinema was special. Seeing even a crummy movie back then was somehow way more fun than seeing an absolutely amazing movie is for me today. Of course, my childhood was in the pre-video era, when perhaps the anticipation of a movie and the fond memories of it afterward were greater than they [..READ MORE..]







Dogmatic vs Dogcentric

 Posted by on September 13, 2013  AutoBio, Family, Lefties
Sep 132013
 
Dogmatic vs Dogcentric

When I was in grade two of Catholic primary school, we started to take catechism classes where such profound notions as ‘Souls’ and ‘Immortality’ were being bandied about, not to mention the biggies; ‘Heaven’, ‘Hell’ and ‘God’. Both in the classroom and out in the playground, there was much discussion about these concepts and the ground rules that [..READ MORE..]