I thought I’d broken the habits of working late into the night until I started to mess around with these animations. Anyway, yesterday I joked about animating the Leveson Inquiry. Last night I did just that until about 3.30 in the morning. It’s throwaway stuff but helpful to do these things quickly, roughly, and the result is okay if not spectacular.
Constant rain today, which improves my mood immeasurably. I intend to sit down and just draw cartoons. Only, I’ve not had a half-decent idea for a cartoon in about a week. That sometimes happens.
There’s an interesting book out about the Imagination, called I notice ‘Imagine,’ written by Jonah Lehrer. I saw him interviewed on The Colbert Report last year where he was explaining that imagination works best when you don’t try to address it directly. For me, that means not trying to consciously think of cartoon ideas. The best always fall into my lap when I least expect them to. By that score I should probably go and hang some wallpaper or dig a big hole in the garden. Except I’m not going to do either. I’m going to sit at my desk and apply the whip hand to my imagination. It will be futile but judging from the zero interest in yesterday’s cartoon, futility is my profession these days… There, an idea has just fallen into my lap when I was least expecting. My next book should be about futility. Think I’ll make it an erotic potboiler with BDSM elements. I’ll call it ‘Fifty Shades of Off White’.
Damn. I’m waffling.