Hey guys, I’m terribly sorry for the lack of updates lately! I’m moving out of my hometown and everything is a mess, so instead of new art have two old sketches that I posted on twitter and then forgot about lmao
Role of a Lifetime, from the 2012 Off-Broadway production of Bare the musical, sung by Jason Hite (who played Jason in the show)
This is from their cast recording, which was never released for reasons I do not know, so enjoy the quality (it isn’t a bootleg!). I remember they announced the album on their website and you could listen to this one song, which is how I got it, so they definitely recorded the songs and even mixed them to some extent, but the album never went on sale.
LOOK, WHAT’S THAT IN THE SKY it’s a regular ole bird BUT down here online there’s a brand spanking new Portuguese translation! Ohhh yeeaaaaahh so hit that up if you’re one of my Brazilian Buddies or Mozambican Movers etc. etc. etc.
Hey there you guys. So something a little weird happened this morning, and I’ve been aching to tell someone.
So I wait at the bus stop with my sister every morning. Everything’s been normal up until around last week, when the weather started getting warmer. I started to notice that at 7 AM, every morning, I would look down the street and a cat would make its way quickly from behind a house, trot across the street and keep on going into another yard. Same path every time.
So I lean over to my sister and I say all hushed, “Same cat every morning. Same time. Isn’t that weird?” And I look back over to the Cat.
It has halted its daily regiment to stop dead and turn its head towards me.
The Cat does not move.
I cannot see its face.
I’m not sure if it was just the light. I’m not sure if it was turned the other way. I knew I could feel it looking at me though I could see no eyes.
I turn to my sister, getting kind of nervous, and I say, “Is it looking at me?” My sister shrugs. I look back and The Cat is crossing my lawn. It’s crossing my neighbor’s lawn.
I think something’s going on. Was It drawn out because of the heat? Where is It going? Can It hear me? For reference, I drew out what I saw.
I think something’s going on in my little town. I think I’m gonna call this series “Cryptids of Coalition County”. I’ll report any new findings to you as soon as I can. We can call The Cat specimen number one.
Thank you for reading, my dear friend. I’ll hope you’ll join me in my journey. That is, if I have much time left. Do I already know too much?
The Christmas Invasion - Behind the Scenes [Part 12]
Excerpt from Benjamin Cook’s articles in Doctor Who Magazine #365
“Buckle down, folks,” calls out John Older [first assistant director], his voice resonating around the caves [representing the inside of the Sycorax ship], “cos it’s very difficult to work in here. Let’s go for a take…”
“The door!” screams Billie. “Close the door!”
Noel spins around. As the Sycorax grabs him, he manages to pull the TARDIS door shut just in time. Slam! Door closes. Well, not quite.
“Er - he didn’t close the door,” says Jon. “It’s swung back open.”
“Oh fiddlesticks,” cries Noel, frustrated. “That TARDIS door is such a naughty old thing.”
Actually, that’s not exactly what Noel said. I’m paraphrasing. But this is a family magazine, so let’s just leave it.
“Okay, Noel, you blew the plot,” laughs James [Hawes, director]. “If the door doesn’t close, we’re screwed.”
Saw a man refusing to let his pregnant wife off the porch because he “saw a rat the size of a dog and I will NOT let it bite you, please go back inside darling”. Made me wonder how protective the Maheswaran’s were of their baby.
So I’ve gained a bunch of new followers over the past couple of days, and I’m excited that you’re here :) I meant to post a proper lineup after I drew something with Tahl, but here they are, Tahl included!