Monday, November 29, 2010

Monday Song - I Like It There

Anyone can tell I love ya
Anyone can tell I care
Twice an hour I'm thinkin' of ya
Around your waist I wanna be there

On your heavenly body I swear
I like it there

Anyone can see what's come over me
Don't u know it's 'cause of u
I'm in a daze but that's the way it's gotta be
Let me count the ways I'm diggin' u
Diggin' u, baby
I'm diggin' u, baby
I hope u're diggin' me too

Baby,
I like it there
On your heavenly body I swear
I like it there

Can I count the ways that I'm diggin' u
I hope u're diggin' me too

Every damn day I please u
What can I say Shakespeare hasn't said before?
Like an embryo baby
Don't abort this dire need 4 u
All my emotional ejaculate on the floor
And what's more, what's more
Your heavenly body, baby
I swear, I swear
I like it there

Don't think I don't when I do, girl
U know how much I love ya
More than I love my hair

I like it there
On your heavenly body I swear
Prince

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Bumbles - The Collection

Bumbles
Finger Puppet

I wish Starbucks would start doing the finger puppets again!

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Working... And Stuff...

Some puppets in progress currently in the studio....


I was thinking about this this morning, and felt the need to share.
It's goofy, but fun (at least to me)

I'm not a close minded person, and am always open to new things, but with that stated there are a few things I just have no interest in, or have tried and didn't dig it, so won't do it again. Most of it is Pop Culture related...
I made a list:

TEN THINGS I'M NOT GONNA BOTHER WITH
1. McRib. I'm not getting on that train, ever. Don't tell me how great it is then 5 minutes later complain about your health.
2. Harry Potter. I tried the first book, and I got bored. I tried one of the movies, it was OK, but I don't need to see the rest.
3. Reality Television. Why would I watch these "real" yet staged events, when I can just turn off the TV get off the couch and live in reality?
4. Twilight. I'm not even going to explain it.
5. Drugs. I don't have the time to waste.
6. Sequels. I love movies, and movies that are series also. Indiana Jones, Star Wars, Mad Max, X-Men, I've seen them all... BUT if I didn't like part one do I need to see part two? No. Or if I did like part one, then go see part two and it's a stinker, I'm not going to see part three (i.e. The Matrix) no matter how many people tell me part three was better.
7. Ipad and Iphone and Blackberry, etc... I have a cell, I have a computer, I have a Ipod. Do I really need to be that connected? Nope. I love being online, I love watching videos, and so on. But I also love human contact. Sometimes ya just gotta unplug, turn off the gadgets and hang out with real live human beings.
8. The Smurfs Movie. Or for that matter any movie that takes an old cartoon/comic strip, etc and does it in computer animation or live action, or worse: a combination. Chipmunks? Dear lord, why? Yogi Bear? No, ain't seeing it. Smurfs? No thank you. If a Ren and Stimpy one ever gets made I'll buy a gun.
9. Twitter. I love the net. I have a blog, so I love sharing. But Twitter? I'm not that full of myself...
10. Cable TV. Haven't had it since 2003. Why? 400 channels and you're still watching the same movies you own on DVD, but with commercials? Or re-runs of Friends? Or the previously mentioned reality shows? Nah... I'll save my 50.00 or whatever a month and stick to Netflix!

So, now with that done... Next posting will be puppets!!!

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Happy Thanksgiving!


Well, it's Thanksgiving... Which means The Holidays have started!
Here's some Muppets to get ya in the mood!

Monday, November 22, 2010

Monday Song - Change

Don't you ever wonder why, nothing ever seems to change
If it does it's for the worse, seems it's just a modern curse
Sometimes when I take a peek outside of my little cage,
Everyone looks so asleep, will they die before they wake

And, hey. . . Don't you know? We're just products of our time and Hey . . .
What d'ya say? Show me yours, I'll show you mine

Better dumb and happy than smart and without any friends
Better cute and better loud, better join up with the crowd
Keep up or be left behind, there's a dust storm in my mind
Seems I can't see straight these days, doesn't matter anyway
Hey . . . Don't you know? We're just products of our times and
Hey, what d'ya say? Show me yours, I'll show you mine

Hey, what d'ya say? Hey, what d'ya say? Please don't ever -
Oh God, here's that question now. The one that makes me go insane
I'd gladly tear my heart out if you never, never, never, never change

Do you want to change? Do you want to change right now?
Do you want to change . . . I like my stupid life, just the way it is
And I wouldn't even change it for a thousand flying pigs

And I like you just the way you are, I like your face just the way it is
And I wouldn't even change it for a herd of screaming kids
And I like you just the way you are, I like you though you may not like me back
I would dazzle you with brilliance, if I only had the knack

'Cause I like you just the way you are, I like this life just the way it is
And the castles all around me, have been melting now for years
And it kills my brain to think of all the time I wasted here
All the efforts, sweat, and broken hearts, the screaming and the tears

And I'm dreaming again . . . Floating in a pool of mud
Try to get back where I was and I don't really care

Got a little talking to, by the mirror in my room, and I don't really care . . .
Whispering voices from the dead, come from underneath my bed
And I don't really care . . .

I like my stupid life just the way it is
And the chaos that surrounds me like a flock of screaming pigs
And it hurts my brain to think of all the stupid things I've said
And if I could change the future I would change the past instead
And I'm dreaming again . . . and I'm dreaming again . . .

Baby - sometimes I worry about you
Sometimes you're so far away, tell me what to do
I say, Baby . . . sometimes I worry about you
Sometimes I just can't believe everything you do
I say, Baby . . . sometimes I worry about you
Every day I feel the same, don't you feel it too
I say, Baby . . . sometimes I worry about me
Seems I'm falling down a lot, in between the scenes
I say, Baby . . . sometimes I worry about me
Getting harder all the time, harder now to see
I say, Baby . . . sometimes I worry about me
Light another cigarette, have another dream

It's the same thing every day, nothing ever seems to change and I . . .

Do you really want to change?
Testaments and growing pains. Tranquilizers for the soul.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained - evolution's cruelest joke
Why is everyone upset? I once knew but I forget. Something happened,
Something strange, something it appears has changed

Hey . . . Don't you know? We're just products of our times
And hey, what d'ya say? Show me yours, I'll show you mine

Hey, what d'ya say? Hey, what d'ya say? Please don't ever -
Oh God, here's that question now, the one that makes me go insane
I'd gladly tear my heart out if you never, never, never, never change
Boingo

Monday, November 15, 2010

Monday Song - This I Love

And now I don't know why
She wouldn't say goodbye
But then it seems that I
Had seen it in her eyes

And it might not be wise
I'd still have to try
With all the love
I have inside
I can't deny

I just can't let it die
Cause her heart's just like mine
And she holds her pain inside

So if you ask me why
She wouldn't say goodbye
I know somewhere inside

There is a special light
Still shining bright
And even on the darkest night
She can't deny

So if she's somewhere near me
I hope to God she hears me
There's no one else
Could ever make me feel
I'm so alive
I hoped she'd never leave me
Please God you must believe me
I've searched the universe
And found myself
Within' her eyes

No matter how I try
They say it's all a lie
So what's the use of my confessions to a crime
Of passions that won't die
In my heart

So if she's somewhere near me
I hope to God she hears me
There's no one else
Could ever make me feel
I'm so alive

I hoped she'd never leave me
Please God you must believe me
I've searched the universe
And found myself
Within' her eyes

So if she's somewhere near me
I hope to God she hears me
There's no one else
Could ever make me feel
I'm so alive

I hoped she'd never leave me
Please God you must believe me
I've searched the universe
And found myself
Within' her eyes

So now I don't know why
She wouldn't say goodbye
It just might be that I
Had seen it in her eyes
And now it seems that I
Gave up my ghost of pride
I'll never say goodbye

Guns N' Roses

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Not even remotely puppet related...

But still art related... And still part of my adventures in puppetryFITZY - THE MUSCLE

My homeboy Steve Rand is working on a graphic novel called "Frog Hollow" and he's making all the characters based on people he knows...
I'm flattered and honored to be part of it!
He'll be getting a "Creative Types" posting here soon too... But he just shot this to me and I love it!

I know the puppets have been lagging on Puppet A Day lately, but I'm working on a ton of new ones for a new series, and a few commission pieces... Keep coming back!
hey, it's my blog, I an do whatever I want on it! Hahaha!

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Creative Types - Simon Sinister

What can I say about Simon Sinister....
THEY ROCK AND WILL KICK YOU IN THE BALLS!
Sadly they haven't wisened up and set up an official website, so keep up with them you'll have to hit up Facebook and MySpace... And you can hear their music in a ton of Elmwood flicks...

Shane and Kyle
Elmwood also did a music video for them, check it out!



More "Creative Types"

Monday, November 8, 2010

Monday Song - Hammer And A Stone

I'm digging through the darkness
Cause I'm a long wall miner
Following the road down
Just so I can sit beside her
I'm a page torn from your novel
Beneath a magnet on your fridge
I'm a star stuck on your ceiling
So I can watch you while you're sleeping

Do you remember me
Do you remember me because
I wanted you so bad
Do you remember me
Do you remember me because
Everything we had

Was like a hammer to a stone
Wrapped like a fender around a tree
The curiosity in you
And all the emptiness in me

Digging through the vices
I don't know where the inside is
Well here's my dirty little secret
And I bet you, you can't keep it
I'm a page torn from your novel
A single flower in your lawn
If I'm not everything you wished for
How come you miss me when I'm gone?

Do you remember me
Do you remember me because
I wanted you so bad
Do you remember me
Do you remember me because
Everything we had

Was like a hammer to a stone
Wrapped like a fender around a tree
The curiosity in you
And all the emptiness in me
They say a diamond only whispers
To us when we are alone
It's just forever's little trick
To help a hammer find a stone
Help a hammer find a stone
Seven Mary Three

Friday, November 5, 2010

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Monday, November 1, 2010

Monday Song - Non-Dairy Creamer

They call it KFC, cause its not really chicken
Hot cheetos for breakfast make a young student sick
And did you ever think someone's tricking you?
And the guy in the pulpit is a bigot and alas
Some kid walks into my school and opens fire
Heard any good jokes lately?
Cause we sure do need 'em
My punk band's called operation Iraqi freedom

So what's it gonna be?
Are you real to me?
Or are you non-dairy creamer?

A new love is burning up for me
Cause one in four American girls has an STD
And you can buy yourself some implants
But you can't buy a soul that never launched
With your chest popped out
What are you so afraid about?
With your chest popped out
What are you so afraid about?
What are you so afraid of?

So what's it gonna be?
Are you real to me?
Or are you non-dairy creamer?

And two gay guys got married
That brought the family to its knees
How did they blow this to smithereens?
Just a couple of queens
How did they do it I'll tell you now
They brought marriage to an end
And I found myself some culprits
It's two young gay republicans
Young gay republicans!!!

What's it gonna be?
Are you real to me?
Or are you non-dairy creamer?
So what's it gonna be?
Are you real to me?
Or are you non-dairy creamer?

Mission accomplished
Third Eye Blind