Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Pink-Bellied Morbull

More from the field notes of our dear Professor Morongo Faust...

“... not more than thirty feet from the shore we could no longer see camp through the dense forest. We could spend the next twenty years standing still in this very spot and we may still be unable to categorize the vast variety of florae before us! After the incident with the Fervoret nest we traveled by tree root; a great deal of them had grown quite large and granted us a steady platform above the wild grasses and flowers on the forest floor.

Despite our particularly advantageous pathway, one of the assistants slipped backward, landing terribly ungracefully upon what at first appeared to be a furry, moss pile. Unexpectedly, it let out a low grumble. It tossed Jenkins aside and darted outward; it’s escape trajectory obviously unplanned as it bumbled straight into the trunk of a smaller tree. Small as it may have been, it knocked that tree enough that we could hear the “plunk plunk” of falling nuts dropping against the roots.

I picked up the poor fellow, which had bumped itself into the tree enough times to have battered itself into a stupor. It’s purple fur meant it was easy to overlook, considering the obscene saturation of purple in all the plants in the area, however it gave itself away with it’s pink belly and a mouthful of teeth looking to burst from it’s lips. The front of it’s head was a bit over sized as well. It would seem likely this little creature was outfitted for bumping into it’s environment. After all, it’s eyes seem nearly completely covered by it’s fur! The little beast floundered in my hands, trying to get back to the ground.

The “Morbull” tottered away, flapping it’s tail in what I’d hope was a farewell gesture.”








Purple! Purple! Purple! It's not that I have an abundance of purple, I've just become quite fond of the color. Also, it's apparently become a part of the environment and the story. Imagine a purple hued forest.... wouldn't a great deal of the creatures evolve to blend into their surroundings? Certainly.

The Morbull is actually supposed to be a lady, because I had originally planned to create a whole bunch of little babies that would dangle on it's back... but I may reserve that idea for another creature the Professor is sure to encounter. I had a whole mess of trouble turning the Morbull outside-in so that I could stuff it fill of that life giving polyester. I came up with more than a few very silly anatomical analogies that I'll keep to myself.

I think my next toy will be.... a tree! What? Of course it'll have teeth. Silly.

I've gotten really excited about Morongo Faust, a character that I've used in the past for a different purpose. I really enjoy typing out his notes and building this strange world he's exploring! I'm already imagining flowers and trees, and every half doodle I come up with is finding a place within this new ecosystem. I don't have a name for the island yet, but that's sure to come soon enough.

I even have the audacity to imagine compiling all of Faust's notes, including all his drawings and sketches, and then printing and binding the entire book! It's a bit nonsensical perhaps and certainly over ambitious, but if not for my ideas who would I be?!

Finally, these last few weeks of summer before the fall semester of college begins again is going to be busy busy busy. I'll be trying to sew as much as possible and complimenting that with some screenprinting. Small runs of simple two or three layer prints which will pop up in my Etsy shop.

Writing here is fun.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Good Gosh. Here's something.

I'm building a world. Professor Morongo Faust is the character that will guide us through it. During the course of his expeditions we'll review his field journal, learning all that he will discover.

More about him another time!

It's only one night after his arrival upon this chain of uncharted islands...

"...we were woken by a rustling within our campsite, upon inspection we discovered that our dried food storage had been raided. Following a trail of dried fish crumbs into the forests, we stumbled upon a small group of small mammal burrowers. Once aware of our presence they pounced! A small nuisance at first, scuttling around and gnawing on our boots, we were soon overcome by their numbers! Dozens upon dozens climbing out of every imaginable crack and chasm in the ground. They climbed upon each other I ordered a retreat to the camp and the team scampered away, more than a few of us tumbling over the growing mounds of the “Fervorets.” Fortunately we’ve observed enough of their nests to hopefully avoid any further unexpected encounters!”

Fervorets.






Oh... and here's a quick peek at what I'm hoping to finish up tonight....