26.12.11

And A Merry Coccyx to you all!


I hope everyone had some lovely holidays as I did, spending most the day watching Christmas television and trying to stay drunk as much and for as long as I could.

I made this skeleton dessin to express my current emotion, pain of the butt. In my hours of being a Christmas drunk I slipped and fell on my tailbone and ever since I've been hobbling around the house making everyone in a close vicinity feel sorry for me.

So just remember I was crippled when I did this...

15.11.11

9.11.11

I'VE WON

My fears have just been extinguished because I just won £250 with Cowboy Love at the Cornwall Film Fest!!



YES.

7.11.11

6.11.11

Time for a bit of nostalgia


Right now I am nervously waiting for any news on the results of the Cornwall Film Festival, seeing if I've won any money with my film Cowboy Love. So I thought I'd share something with you.

When I was young, I was OBSESSED with dolphins.

I mean, I had to have them. On my sheets, my notebooks, as stuffed animals and on jewelery. It was the only thing I drew and the only animal I cared about.


But when I found out about a book called "An Ring of Endless Light" about a girl who deals with the trauma of her dying grandfather through time spent studying dolphin and human communication (and of course a lot of romance), I pretty much died with anticipation to read it. As an eleven year old this book covered all the things that were important to me: love, anything terribly heavy and dramatic (death) and dolphins. But they include a poem which the book was named after, and I thought the first three lines of it was the most beautiful poetry I had ever heard:

I saw Eternity the other night
Like a great Ring of pure and endless light,
All calm as it was bright ;


I'm sure no one else can understand the magic that this book brought to me but here you go anyways, a poem I like, which is rare for me to find.

I saw Eternity the other night
Like a great Ring of pure and endless light,
All calm as it was bright ;
And round beneath it, Time, in hours, days, years,
Driven by the spheres,
Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world
And all her train were hurled.
The doting Lover in his quaintest strain
Did there complain ;
Near him, his lute, his fancy, and his flights,
Wit’s sour delights ;
With gloves and knots, the silly snares of pleasure ;
Yet his dear treasure
All scattered lay, while he his eyes did pour
Upon a flower.

The darksome Statesman hung with weights and woe,
Like a thick midnight fog, moved there so slow
He did nor stay nor go ;
Comdemning thoughts, like sad eclipses, scowl
Upon his soul,
And clouds of crying witnesses without
Pursued him with one shout.
Yet digged the mole, and, lest his ways be found,
Worked under ground,
Where he did clutch his prey ; but One did see
That policy.
Churches and altars fed him, perjuries
Were gnats and flies ;
It rained about him blood and tears, but he
Drank them as free.

The fearful Miser on a heap of rust
Sat pining all his life there, did scarce trust
His own hands with the dust ;
Yet would not place one piece above, but lives
In fear of thieves.
Thousands there were as frantic as himself,
And hugged each one his pelf.
The downright Epicure placed heaven in sense
And scorned pretence ;
While others, slipped into a wide excess,
Said little less ;
The weaker sort, slight, trivial wares enslave,
Who think them brave ;
And poor despisèd Truth sat counting by
Their victory.

Yet some, who all this while did weep and sing,
And sing and weep, soared up into the Ring ;
But most would use no wing.
‘O fools’, said I, ‘thus to prefer dark night
Before true light,
To live in grots, and caves, and hate the day
Because it shows the way,
The way which from this dead and dark abode
Leads up to God,
A way where you might tread the sun, and be
More bright than he.’
But as I did their madness so discuss,
One whispered thus,
This Ring the Bridegroom did for none provide
But for his Bride.

"The World" by Henry Vaughan

23.9.11

I have a thing for marcel dzama


I'm kind of sick right now, a sure sign winter's frigid winds are not far behind, so I did a drawing. It's an ode to my favorite man Marcel Dzama, he's so cool! He's at the Tate Modern right now so I am so there. Totally.

PS I am the big head in the chair.

21.9.11

Desrumaux's New Beauty

Images from Celine Desrumaux's newest film "CountDown", an ode to early space travel






I need to do everything more, run more, laugh more, draw more, take more pictures, I want to do everything all the time but I end up not doing anything instead! My mom used to say, "There just aren't enough hours in the day," but I want to scream To hell with that!

I want to make Chinese lanterns, knit a hat for winter and write up a storyboard in the next few weeks! Anyone in?

18.9.11

I've had too many Cheetohs/ Furniture Series No. 1-4/100

To improve my drawing I'm starting a couple of series of things that I don't like to draw, usually because I can't draw them very well. So I'm starting with furniture mostly because symmetrical things scare me a bit but c'est la vie! Prepare yourself for some crazy still-lifes comin at ya!


No. 1 A couch from the Yumchaa Cafe in Soho.

No. 2 The wardrobe in my bedroom.

No. 3 A metal chair in the Tartine cafe in Tooting.

No. 4 A very worn drawer study

Inspired at the moment by: This blog and Oh Comely magazine.

11.9.11

WATCH THIS FILM


i love love love this, please watch Chris Landreth's film Ryan, it's absolutely amazing! Why are Canadian animators always so good?

8.9.11

What is my luxury?

So as everyone who has spoken to me in the last two months knows, I have not been living a life of luxury. My days consist of sitting on our red brick of a couch and watching enough daytime television to make anyone sick. Most of the time I'm alone with my cat Gaston, which I'm enjoying as I don't like the idea of people seeing me be pathetic all day. I tried to be slightly productive though so I painted a picture of me being bored.

I do have goals but I feel like I'm waiting for them like I'm waiting for a bus. If I sit in the right place, it will come.

Today I watched Marie Antoinette and it made me want money. A lot of money doesn't make me happy, but a good amount does. I was silly to think that when I graduated I would stop living like a student.

14.4.11


I haven't posted in soo long.


I'll leave it at that because I'm going to Madrid.


See you in a week!

27.2.11

Self-Portrait

Tonight I've tried a subject that I usually don't delve into: myself. This one took me a while, even though the result looks quite graphic and straight forward because I find myself a bit lost on photoshop still. I think I'm still finding my feet with doing artwork that I actually create, instead of photoshop doing it for me, if that makes sense (i.e I mostly used a filter).



Will work on this more when it's not two in the morning.

8.2.11

Spilt Milk

I've recently realized that I never put Spilt Milk up under the good old beautiful eyes of Clint Eastwood! So here it is, my end of the year FdA graduation film that has been through only one festival (the only one I sent it to) and thus loves scrutiny.

Spilt Milk from Natalie Young on Vimeo.

2.2.11

A SHOUT OUT

I just got this email from Rich Warren who works with the Bristol Encounters Film Festival. He sent me a list of all the people who watched my film in the festival's viewing library. The list consisted of TWO people. Brilliant. I attached an image of the email:



So I just want to thank Tanya Scott and Zara Percy for watching my film Spilt Milk! And as a gift to you, my fellow classmate/flatmate Perrie will do a dance!

1.2.11

Cake Times



I liked the shape of the different nuts I had so I sort of just tried to arrange them nicely.


Delicioso!

31.1.11

This started out as a concept design for my next film, but I'm not sure now. I just liked the colors I was using.



I am craving the sun!

Long Sunday Nights


The start of a possible "Combover" series.

22.1.11

D&AD Contest!

Well I started working on the D&AD Contest which is to design a character for a Disney comedy series and to produce a 30- 60 second animation for it. I believe entries start getting turned in by the 7th of February so I better get cracking! Here's a couple initial drawings. My idea was a kid whale who is trying to get really good on the banjo so he could join his famous banjo playing father on tour. I changed my mind though on the whale and tried making him into a little boy, and I think I'm going to make the banjo a magic banjo, just to throw that in.






Banjos are a bit lame but I'll work on it.

10.1.11

My Mind Can't Focus At All

So I should be working on my dissertation at the moment but because I do not wish to, I'm uploading some recent drawings for my next film. I have a vague idea what the film will be about but all I know is that I want a Clint Eastwood-esque character, my current obsession. At least that's settled.