Audrey’s Magic Nine – #08
I was recently looking back through my sketchbooks from 2 years ago, when this story first came to fruition. And, I found a ton of terrible sketches and ideas, as I was trying to figure out the look and feel of the characters. Not a single puppet from early on, resembles what they eventually evolved into, before finalizing. Since we are currently on chapter 9 of 12, and several of the characters have been revealed, I figured “Why not let others get a good chuckle too.”
Below you’ll see a few of the many Asa sketches I did. Originally Asa was supposed to be female…and apparently with no arms. I have no idea why. In the second sketch I guess I came to my senses and gave Asa arms–before changing her/his gender completely. In the last sketch he was a bit more bulbous, and with feet. He looked like a combination Nintendo’s Kirby and Atari’s Dig-Dug (He kinda still does). Anyway…I do hope to put some of this material in the book. And I’ll surely post more of this kind of stuff in future updates. 😀
ooooo, you went there. The “don’t think about Toy Story too hard or you’ll realize that in their world millions of toys are trapped under impossible mountains of junk in landfills, unable to do anything about it yet conscious, presumably until the sun engulfs the earth in a few billion years” place. Shudder.
Well as it somewhat came up in Toy Story 3, most of the time toys ‘die’ (are damaged enough to be inoperable) before they even make it to the landfill.
It’s all very depressing. Poor toys.
Like those people who are in a come for years, then wake up to surprise and embarrass everyone by saying that they were aware of everything the entire time.
I have an older friend who is a manager of professional racing teams. A few years ago he had a driver who was in an accident during a race and came out of a coma sooner than expected, just as the head nurse was showing an entire room full of students how to insert a catheter.
Wow, I can’t even fathom that. On more than one occasion, I’ve been asleep, but could hear everything going on around me–people talking and so on. However, I could not (technically) wake up and move. It was so frustrating. Eventually, after several minutes I managed, I did manage to get up. And I was able to tell the people around me that thought I was sleeping, what they were talking about. This experience is nowhere near a coma. But it annoyed me enough over the period of a few minutes, to make me fear comas even more than I already did.
Sleep paralysis. It is supposed to keep you motionless when asleep and usually turns off as a part of the waking process, but for some people it lingers for a short time after you are awake. Natural to panic when you can’t move. I suppose it must be a good thing just the same. My kid nearly broke her hand last year when she hit the wall in the middle of the night – she was dreaming about using Sign Language and this was when she was beginning to reach expert level with ASL. My sister and I would both speak Tsa-la-ghi, the Cherokee language, in our sleep. We used to dub television and movies into Cherokee when we were in High School and College and my sister would sometimes recite the lines we had recorded that day. My favorite was one night when she began shouting the Cherokee lines for Sarah Jane Smith, the Companion of the Fourth Doctor.
I’ve had some fairly creepy experiences with sleep paralysis, but never when other people were around. I can barely imagine how weird that must have been.
Imma be honest, I kinda like the old sketches for asa more than how he looks now…
Unfortunately, I sort of feel the same. I think many of the older sketches, of some of the other characters, were pretty bad. But I have many sketches that make me wonder why I ever declined in the first place.