The focal point of most floppy-headed Muppety puppets is the mouth, so it was important to get ours right. This meant many arduous hours crafting realistic teeth and uvulas. Was it worth it? I don’t know. Probably. Read more…
Bum Man, a homeless superhero, was one of the very first concepts I came up with for Frown Town. Unfortunately, much like the Neanderthal, the Dodo and the Gros Michel banana cultivar, he proved too beautiful to live. Too wretchedly repugnant, actually. Just, a really bad idea. Read more…
My first failed baby failed. Fortunately, an improved design and evolving techniques should yield less cringe-worthy results. Read more…
Andy has returned from his travels in the exotic east. Good news for Frown Town, frown town for Andy. Say goodbye to the pyramids and hello to hundreds of hours snipping and gluing bits of felt in a windowless room. We know your pain, slaves who built the pyramids. Read more…
I’ve been so consumed with the mind-numbing repetitiveness of mass puppet production that I’ve not bothered to take pictures of my progress. Rest assured, I’m hard at work coiffing the kids, one hair at a time. I’ll post something on that subject shortly, but in the meantime let’s take a look at the forebearer of the species, the James Rumsey prototype. Read more…
Frown Town production’s been on hiatus this past week as I put together my Halloween costume. For one drunken evening I walked in the guise of his excellency Norton the First, Emperor of the United States and Protector of Mexico. Read more…
Finally the foam has finished flying. Now for the reverse fleece flaying. Read more…
From the inauspicious cushions of unwanted couches come the heads of eight unwanted children. Read more…
Andy’s abandoned our horrible monster children to bum around the Middle East with his lady friend. This means I’ll be solely responsible for gestating the brood for the next few months. Unfortunately, that means things will be slowing down for a spell, but I’ll do my best to keep it poppin’. Lately I’ve been whittling away the hours carving the kids’ craniums out of castoff couches. Read more…
