Oye!

Good giddy cuss. It's been a while since I've bothered you so I shall rectify that. And, nope. That doesn't have anything to do with bum-holes.

So. What's occurring, eh? Lots. Too much. I'm up to my eye-balls in work as is always the flipping case at this time of year. And yet again I've been caught without a design locked on my annual panic that is the Pearce/Oakley Illustration Christmas card.

Cuss.

As some of you may have twigged with all the "cuss", I've recently seen the rather, well, fantastic 'Fantastic Mr Fox'. What a film. And I'm going on the advice of my beautiful girl, the lovely Lady Ceri Ann, and trying to swear a lot less.

Cuss me, it's hard.

Another film I've seen lately and loved is the sublimely shite 'Toxic Avenger' and it's hollowed arse of a sequel. Oh-so bad it's good. You can smell the cheese a mile away. The story is used pants, the not-so-special effects come from cans of spaghetti and bottles of ketchup and the acting is bettered by the local primary school Christmas nativity. But the concept is sound, ha ha.

This came about when I saw some of the old Toxic Crusaders action figures up for flog on eBay and remembered my love for the beautifully crafted, cussed up early 90's creations. All day-glow colours and the whole toxic waste obsession. I had to do a tribute image (still to come when I get time are the dog with the tongue, the two guys fused together and that plant soldier) and that led me to thinking I'd never seen the original movies. A DVD is a must now.

So. What else... Oh. Nickelodeon loved the character I designed for them so I'm doing the rest of the cast now. Which is interesting.

And that's it. Time to get to work now.

Later.

Carl!