tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58360590036748081892024-03-06T09:01:16.376+00:00Emma Calder's Moody DaysThe blog shows Emma Calder's stickers, illustration and film work. It was started to celebrate the publication of Emma Calder's Moody Days Sticker book (Thames and Hudson). The blog has evolved to include, her latest work, thoughts and interesting news, most recently her new animation series Random Person. Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-42377603025955174932013-03-01T17:38:00.000+00:002013-03-01T17:38:00.303+00:00Concorde<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was just looking through some of my birthday card designs and I found this classic from my partner Julian's 48th birthday.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I had been sorting out my stamp and envelop collection and I spotted the Concorde stamps. It was a couple of years after Concorde stopped flying in May 2003, after 27 years of commercial flights. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As Julian used to love looking up at Concorde each day when we first moved to Brixton, (we were in the flight path), I thought he would like the illustration.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The stamp I used was the 9d and was designed by David Gentleman. I found quite an interesting blog <a href="http://designkultur.wordpress.com/2011/02/19/stamps-mach-2-when-the-future-was-ultramodern-british-concorde-stamps/" target="_blank">designKULTUR</a> on this and other Concorde stamps. </span>Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-86715582783954274162013-02-27T10:45:00.000+00:002015-01-04T14:18:02.715+00:00My Type Face Annie Rexy<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When I was a student at the London College of Printing, I started to design a typeface. It was called Annie Rexy. I wanted to make it all bent and crooked like thin, almost broken bones but, the tutor a famous typographer called <a href="http://mikedempsey.typepad.com/graphic_journey_blog/2010/12/fredrick-lambert.html">Frederick Lambert</a> (who's most popular font was probably Compacta), told me I had to design the straight version first. I was quite scared of Fred and he was such a pro, I did exactly as I was told.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Each letter was drawn with a 2H pencil, was 4 inches high and drawn on tracing paper, with graph paper underneath, Fred did not allow me to use a compass or a ruler. I would show Fred a letter approximately</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> once a month and he would tell me how to improve it. </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sadly I never finished the typeface before finishing the course, although a couple of years ago, almost 30 years since the original design commenced in 1979, I did do a bit more work on it. Fred had warned me that a decent typeface could take a life time. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Recently I was asked by an architectural practice, if they could use the typeface for a job involving the names of some clients being carved into the edge of a wooden door. It was the extreme thinness that had attracted them. I will add a link to the door once it is finished.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As I had the work on the computer and it was my daughters birthday, I thought I would make her a card using the typeface. I was messing around trying out the original idea of the skinny, bent bone, lettering and I discovered a filter tool in Photoshop which I had never tried before. Here is the result. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I didn't really have a plan. No story board. All though these films are random. I normally do have a bit of a plan. </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">At least a script. But it was my holiday, so what the hell. The woods were so inspiring.</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Please don't ask me what inspired it, because I can't remember exactly. I keep a book of random things that I come across and quickly storyboard out an idea. In this book is a note about Quantum Clouds and beside it a note about algebra. I know nothing about either, but deep down I probably just really wanted to make a hairy film as I had recently discovered my childhood </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">locks in the tin, that I mentioned in my 1st blog about Random Person. </span><a href="http://emmacaldersmoodydays.blogspot.co.uk/2012_05_01_archive.html">http://emmacaldersmoodydays.blogspot.co.uk/2012_05_01_archive.html</a><br />
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Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com0Brixton, London Borough of Lambeth, London SW2, UK51.459677 -0.1234289999999873523.7091465 -59.889053999999987 79.2102075 59.642196000000013tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-57080782684437329992012-08-04T14:41:00.003+01:002013-02-27T14:22:52.240+00:00BBC Persian Click<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is the second blog dedicated to my new viral animation series Random Person.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Of course, I am well behind schedule, as I am making these films whilst doing paid work to keep going. I am hoping sooner or later to get some investment but, at the moment I am just getting on with the creative part. </span><br />
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Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com0Brixton, London Borough of Lambeth, London SW2, UK51.459677 -0.1234289999999873523.7091465 -59.889053999999987 79.2102075 59.642196000000013tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-36715101610556345942012-05-09T19:26:00.000+01:002014-11-11T10:14:06.400+00:00Random Person the beginning<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">The first blog about my new animation series "Random Person".</span><br />
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It all started with this man lying
unconscious outside the pub. I was with a woman a friend of a friend,
in her boyfriends four wheel drive, waiting for a lift home. Finally the
boyfriend got into the car and started to drive off, I said, “mind
that man, don't run him over." I couldn't see him any longer, I was
worried. Then the friend of a friends boyfriend said to me. “What
man?” His girl friend replied with a yawn, “just a random
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<span style="font-size: small;">I was quite shocked, so this poor
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I thought, if he is random,
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Then I started thinking about how my own
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It just so happened, that I had done a
completely random bit of animation one day last summer, whilst
preparing tests for a different film. I had used a doll mask that I
had just made and some bits and pieces, I had randomly found in an old tin,
that I hadn't opened for over twenty years. The scene had little
relevance to the film I was working on, I had just wanted to make the
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I wrote 52 different film ideas down in a day.
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<span style="font-size: small;">I was listening to the BBC Radio news this morning and heard something about, if the police had a more joined up approach to serial rape, they might actually catch the perpetrators. This took me right back to the summer of 1983. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">It was a hot Friday in July and my flat mate and her boyfriend had just gone away for the weekend, something they never did, my boy friend was also not around. I was very pleased to have our council flat in Notting Hill, all to myself. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">The flat was dirty, my flat mate and her boyfriend had turned into slobs and just drank Thunderbird and whiskey, they never cleaned and I also had been very busy finishing my M.A and didn't clean either. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">I put the radio on, John Peel to start with, got out the mop and hoovered and cleaned and cleaned all evening. It was hot, all the lights were all on, I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Exhausted I went to bed it must have been about 2am. The window was ajar, I was unaware that my boyfriend had removed the window locks, because of the heat.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Around about seven I woke, I could hear something by the window. Before I opened my eyes, I had thought it was my dad, as he lived just up the road, bringing me post, or a pint of milk, as he often did but, it wasn't him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">We lived in a first floor flat, with a walkway balcony outside. I looked towards my bedroom window. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">A small black head with short dreads was popping over the top of the window, then he was pushing it right down, in his hand he had a very long, very sharp kitchen knife. As he started to climb over the window, he saw me looking at him from my bed and he said,</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"> “I am going to fucking rape you!”</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">The most primeval scream, I have ever heard, or made and I screamed and screamed and screamed, it echoed all around the housing estate. Then he backed off from the window and climbed down and ran away. Despite my screams, no one came to my assistance. I phoned the police. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">The police came, asked questions but, they mainly, just took fingerprints. They said someone from the rape squad would call me. The following day or so, a woman from the rape squad did come. I can still remember her quite well, she was about thirty with long brown hair. What she had to say though, completely shocked me and is why nearly thirty years on I am writing this blog and I am wondering what has changed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Well” she said. “You know the local police aren't going to be interested in solving this crime, don't you? Because the guy who tried to break in and rape you, was black and he fits the description of the Shepherds Bush rapist. They reckon he got the first tube, it all fits, he always does it early on in the morning. They won't bother trying to catch him, because your police are the Notting Hill police and they want to catch the Notting Hill rapist and he's white, so it's not him, but they won't catch the Shepherds Bush rapist because he's not their responsibility and the Shepherds Bush police won't bother coming up here to question you, because it isn't on their patch.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Then she said, that the man had tried to get into another flat upstairs, before they had tried my flat and she said we should go up together to talk to those people as it might make us all feel better. They were a mother and grown up daughter, I didn't know them, it was not a very sociable estate. We went into their flat and the policewoman said, that I was the other person that the rapist had tried to attack, they were very quiet and embarrassed. I suddenly thought they would have heard me scream, but they had done nothing, they had seen the man and they still did nothing, not even call the police. I said to them did you hear me scream, they were speechless. We left the flat, the police woman said they were probably too frightened, although I had always thought she took me up there to deliberately shame them. She said when questioned, people from all over the estate had heard me scream but, no one had rung them.</span></div>
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Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com2London53.014783245859235 -2.6367187544.532956745859238 -23.29101575 61.496609745859232 18.01757825tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-37932724571583386992011-10-10T17:51:00.003+01:002013-02-27T14:26:14.123+00:00Ilkla Moor Baht Hat<div lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;">
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;">They also wanted recollections about the exhibition. Sadly I didn't go to the show, I was too busy working on my next film Madame Potatoe, but, I do have a few bits and pieces connected to the film.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;">Unfortunately this tutor was very hard on the students. She said our ideas wouldn't work for animation, or were a waste of time. She also told me I couldn't draw. I said I was interested in the circular idea of the Yorkshire song and I thought the simple story of the song a good way to start learning animation. I did agree about the bad drawing though, so I drew all the art work really small in the hope that enlarged the drawings would have a more interesting quality. </span></span> </div>
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Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-38740566440791230502011-09-22T17:41:00.003+01:002013-02-27T14:30:54.642+00:00R.I.P Small Leaf Lime Tree<div lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-size: small;">Every day I'd wake up with the same feeling. That deep sadness that you feel when someone you love has died. Then I would walk down to the builders yard where I work, look up at the trees over hanging the space and feel much better. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Breathing in the moist damp air from beneath a beautiful small leaf lime, over 20 meters high. Home to a pair of jays, numerous wood pidgeons, squirrels and the lime hawk moths who came to lay their eggs once a year. The tree would give me a wonderful feeling and make me glad to be alive. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">The saddest thing of all was the wood pidgeon. After they chopped the last of the trees down, he was flying around searching wildly for his nest and chicks, then he picked up a single twig in his beak, all that was left of the last tree and sat on our fence bewildered. </span></div>
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<br />Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com0London Borough of Southwark, Greater London, UK51.488144159256777 -0.09563684463500976651.486908159256778 -0.098158344635009762 51.489380159256775 -0.09311534463500977tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-64010777693756685612011-07-18T19:14:00.000+01:002013-02-27T14:32:17.538+00:00Sticker Workshop Lambeth County Fair<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: small;">Just a few snaps from my sticker event at Lambeth County Fair last Saturday. The weather was horrendous but it didn't stop the constant flow of keen sticker makers. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Actually, I did just do a new set but, I haven't quite finished them. When they are ready I'll be selling them through my new on line shop <a href="http://emmacalder.bigcartel.com/">http://emmacalder.bigcartel.com</a>. </span></div>
Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com0Brockwell Park, Lambeth, London52.908902047770276 -69.60937527.386867547770276 -110.917969 78.430936547770273 -28.300781tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-13970863509786759372011-07-16T08:44:00.002+01:002013-02-27T14:33:13.631+00:00Stickers at Brockwell Park Today<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com0Brockwell Park, London, UK51.44981 -0.1070700000000215451.4399145 -0.12724000000002153 51.4597055 -0.086900000000021543tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-63592867450787502222011-07-04T12:55:00.001+01:002013-02-27T14:34:01.833+00:00Mud Larking<div style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">Except the other day my friend Gill asked me if I would accompany her on a Mud Larking adventure on the banks of the River Thames. We were quickly hooked.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">As I lover of Car Boots on a Sunday, this felt like the next best thing but free. Although you do need a licence and if you find anything of value, you must report your find to the Museum of London.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">The first time we went, I spotted a shark swimming and the next time.. we saw a massive bird's footprints in the mud. Each footprint spanned ten inches, with a four foot apart gait. Wild times down on the mud!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">It was Gill's birthday this weekend, so I thought I would take some of my finds and turn them into her present. </span></div>
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Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com0Vauxhall, London Borough of Lambeth, London SW8, UK51.4861892 -0.1228644000000258525.964154699999998 -41.431458400000025 77.0082237 41.185729599999974tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-5765543770283868672011-04-15T15:52:00.000+01:002013-02-27T14:34:38.201+00:00Think Big Act Small<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com0Brixton, London Borough of Lambeth, London, UK51.459677 -0.1234289999999873525.9376425 -41.432022999999987 76.9817115 41.185165000000012tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-8754915722794350742011-03-22T09:14:00.000+00:002013-02-27T14:35:43.723+00:00Emma Calder's Bent Fork Stickers<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It's a year since the publication of Emma Calder's Moody days Sticker Book. And I still have tons of related work, that I have not yet put on this blog.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This sticker was purely practical and was inspired by the famous seventies conjurer Uri Geller who used </span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">psychokinesis</span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> and telepathy to bend forks live on television. Apparantly!</span> </div>
Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com0Brixton, London Borough of Lambeth, London, UK51.459677 -0.1234289999999873525.9376425 -41.432022999999987 76.9817115 41.185165000000012tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-18023935007319351602010-12-06T19:05:00.001+00:002013-02-27T14:36:36.493+00:00Brixton Village<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com0Brixton Village, Coldharbour Lane, London, Greater London SW9 8PS, UK51.4626205 -0.1118071999999301625.940586 -41.42040119999993 76.984655 41.196786800000069tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-7640764788565513372010-11-18T14:44:00.006+00:002013-02-27T14:37:40.474+00:00Emma Calder's Sticker Books at Other Criteria<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">I thought I let you know that my original hand made, Long Thin Sticker Books are now back in stock at Other Criteria in London's Marylebone. Several of the designs in the shop are not in Emma Calder's Moody Days Sticker Book, so if you want to collect more here's your chance, It's a lovely shop too, if you are in the area. </span><br />
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One of the Other Criteria's favourites are my XXXmas Stickers which are getting very seasonal again. Here are a couple of Photos from a sticker outing last year. </div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Photos are welcome of my stickers, stuck up, if you find any in interesting places.</span>Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com0Brixton, London Borough of Lambeth, London, UK51.459677 -0.1234289999999873525.9376425 -41.432022999999987 76.9817115 41.185165000000012tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-15069413669810692542010-10-12T19:09:00.000+01:002013-02-27T14:38:19.717+00:00Funday Stickers from Moody Days<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-size: small;">When Jamie Camplin managing Director of Thames and Hudson, publisher of Emma Calder's Moody Days Sticker Book first discussed the book with me. He tentatively enquired if I could add another section to the themes I had already planned, one just a tiny bit more up beat, a set of happy stickers and illustrations. </span> </div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">He was by no means forceful, it was just a suggestion. I liked the idea, it seemed a real challenge. I had already done the Bad Day Stickers, Stuck and Love and all were a reflection of difficult times. It seemed a good idea for the balance of the book to cover a more optimistic frame of mind.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;">The Funday title was a photograph of art on a balloon by Oliver aged six</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">But Happy......? Actually, I ended up calling the section Funday, well that was hard for me to get my head around. Mainly because, my personal work exists partly to cheer myself up through the process of writing, drawing, exploring all the thoughts and feelings that make me and others I know feel bad. So the end result is often tinged with sadness.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Maybe it's just me, maybe I am a very negative person most of my childhood memories in particular reflect this. Just because unfortunate things have happened, it doesn't mean that everything need always be bad. That is the great thing about having the confidence in oneself as a creative being. Because in that world you can make anything happen.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">So taking Jamie's suggestion on board I racked my brain for moments of happiness. All my happy memories of recent years have been with my own children and partner, ironically.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Luckily, for one of the illustrations for the book, I found the perfect collage already done, on a page in one of my current sketchbooks. </span> </div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">So for the accompanying writing I wrote down the true story that had inspired me to do the collage in the first place. </span><span style="font-size: small;">For those of you who haven't seen the book here it is. </span></div>
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lollies. She helped him unwrap his, before she<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Also included in this blog is the photo of Oliver trying to touch stickers that I had just stuck up in the street and holding the very same lollies mentioned in the text. </span></div>
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">On Bad Days</span></i></b> <br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">On bad days I think of the saddest things like the day my father died for instance. (I also think of my own mortality.)</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">I had been sitting in the hospital for about four hours my father had very bad pneumonia and couldn't breath without an oxygen mask. He hadn't spoken once but, then he said, “I feel so sad.” Those were almost his last words. </span></i> </div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">And those really were his last words. I knew then that getting the priest had been wrong.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">Two hours later he was dead it was exactly 9.20pm.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">Later I slept.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: small;">But it was odd, my feet didn't touch the ground and my head was up to the roof.</span></i></div>
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Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-85765203496372098562010-09-10T14:36:00.004+01:002013-02-27T14:40:30.728+00:00Google Me<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">It's been a long Summer Holiday and I am just getting back into work, even though one child is not even back at school yet (due to the rebuild of the once iconic Pimlico School) and the other is ill and off school. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">As I try to pick up the threads of what I was working on before the holidays, I have been going through my notes and ideas for stories. Flicking through my file, I came across the piece of writing that inspired the cover of Emma Calder's Moody Day Sticker Book and also one of the other illustrations featured in the book.</span><br />
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Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-47925862967752512912010-07-22T09:59:00.003+01:002013-02-27T14:40:59.883+00:00Coco Cripps Graffiti<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">I have been bad at adding to this blog recently since finishing Emma Calder's Moody Days and have been so busy working on new stuff, that I have had no spare time. But yesterday morning, I </span><span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">was so distracted that</span><span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"> I went and stood by my fourteen year old daughter, as she sprayed her first graffiti stencil in the Skatepark in Stockwell. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">Her work is so good already but, what is the future for the young creative artist now, even less opportunties now, than before. Less places at colleges high fees, student loans etc...no jobs!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">I do have a new book coming out soon, so I shouldn't be gloomy, Paper Angels published by Bloomsbury, 4th October 2010. There are always ways to get work out there if you don't get too fed up with the effort. Doing the stickers were one way for me and now Coco with her graffiti.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;">.</span>Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com0Stockwell, London Borough of Lambeth, London SW9, UK51.468813 -0.125439000000028525.946778499999997 -41.434033000000028 76.9908475 41.183154999999971tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-79986138270218248342010-06-16T12:37:00.002+01:002013-02-27T14:41:36.767+00:00Emily The Inventor<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">When I was digging through old stuff, I found my first ever attempt at a children's book 'Emily the Inventor', which I wrote when I was thirteen. It was a story about a little girl, who hated doing things and was very lazy. She invented loads of gadgets to save her the bother, unfortunately she got very fat, so she chucked them all away and wrote a book instead. It was very before it's time, or maybe not. People were very aware in the sixties and seventies about environmental/ consumerist issues. </span></span></span> <br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I never did anything about getting it published, I suppose I thought it was too scrappy looking. Or I had just moved onto other things and thought I could do better. The story of my life...</span></span></span><br />
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Emma Calder's Moody Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062900178853524944noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836059003674808189.post-90288995002118578422010-05-24T17:52:00.004+01:002013-02-27T14:42:20.516+00:00Jon's 50th Birthday Card<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It was my birthday recently and one of my best friends the day before. His party was on<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> my actual birthday and I wanted to make him a card, I never buy cards, ever. But, that day I was feeling birthday moody and lazy. I spoke to a friend about doing the card and she said</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">.</span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> 'Just do it, enjoy it and forget about all the other stuff you should be doing. By the end of the afternoon you will have invented a new style for a book or something.'</span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> The day before as my birthday treat, I had sneaked off to Spitialfields Market in the East End of London and bought two fantastic vintage stencil kits, so I put them to good use. Here is Jon's</span> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">card</span>.</div>
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