Episode One – Are You My Boy?
Hey internet! The first ever episode of Frown Town, “Are You My Boy?” is alive and kicking. Check it out and get chuckling.
Hey internet! The first ever episode of Frown Town, “Are You My Boy?” is alive and kicking. Check it out and get chuckling.
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Frown Town is a patchwork quilt of secondhand garbage. Not only are the puppets physically constructed from used gear, but the characters and ideas that underpin it all are cobbled together from quirks and fragments collected elsewhere. Does that paint us as a pair of pernicious plagiarists? That depends on your poetics. T.S. Elliot, for one, has got our back: “The poet’s mind is in fact a receptacle for seizing and storing up numberless feelings, phrases, images, which remain there until all the particles which can unite to form a new compound are present together.” True for poets, true for puppeteers. Read more…
As all things puppet plummet towards the finish line, we’re tackling all the little leftovers, from whittling and screen printing to stringing together rave bracelets and peacock pendants. Read more…
Animal Scouts is all about being prepared. Thing is, when you’re camping in the scraggly copses of half-woods that creep up through the rubbish of a poisoned city, it behooves one to be prepared for a wider and some-would-say ignobler set of contingencies. They’d be wrong, mind you, on account’a ‘ignobler’ ain’t no kinda English, but then again ‘Grammar’ ain’t no kinda Animal Scout badge. Read more…
At long last the puppet children’s heads — hopefully the most time consuming element of production — are finished. From snot drips and braces to sunglasses and coonskin caps, the kids are primed to party from the neck up. Take a gander. Go on. Read more…
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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…
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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…

From the inauspicious cushions of unwanted couches come the heads of eight unwanted children. Read more…