How To Draw A Full Room To Your Next Conference
By Jeff De Cleff
I adore toons. I mean, who doesn't.
It is an era of innocence that only lasts about a decade where every story begins with 'Once upon a time ' and finishes with 'happily ever after. '
The End.
Or is it?
I have fond memories of awaking early before middle school simply to stare in front of the TV and watch Tom & Jerry run around chasing one another.
Or classic characters like Dick Dastardly and his fighter pilot dog Muttley, with that unmistakable bark-cum-laugh hi hi hi hi hi hi hi!
Thanks to those inventive Warner Bros, mums and dads around the world taught their children about the birds and the bees with cats and dogs.
And panthers, mice, roosters, bears, ducks, rabbits. In fact , it looked, anything but a real human.
And who can forget Bugs Bunny's taste for carrots, Wiley Coyote's obsession with ACME dynamite, and Pepe Le Pew's constant amorous moves toward anything with a heartbeat.
Come to consider it, those creative illustrators were readying us tiny critters for life in (and beyond) the play ground.
If you subtract the endearing characters, magical music and, naturally, the A.M. timeslot, you had an adult allegory of Food, Hate and Love that was spoon fed daily into captive brains with Captain Crunch, non-lite milk and that enchanting harmony of 'snap, crackle and pop. '
I am not sure which was more syrupy - the Fruit Loops or the Loony Tunes?
Sunday morning television sure was a regular Animal Farm. (And no, not the one you are thinking).
You learned the facts of life from toons - much before The Facts Of Life was first aired in 1979!
Then there were that unusual family of blue beings called The Smurfs who lived in an enchanting forest and ate magical shrooms (or was that the producers of the show?). Let's never forget this was way before The Blue Man Group - and a load more engaging, if you ask me.
I mean, where in any society does there exist a people consisting of a single female and an outwardly endless supply of males, speaheaded by the one they call "Papa"?
I think that's where the phrase 'Who's your daddy ' had its roots, but that's another subject altogether.
The point is, whether you are a big kid or a tiny kid, cartoons are always tons of fun.
It doesn't matter if you happen to be watching them on the telly or watching s skilled cartoonist draw a caricature: a creative illustration, a black and white sketch, or a creative doodle can take us all back to that golden time of innocence.
Ha ha, I said doodle.
It is an era of innocence that only lasts about a decade where every story begins with 'Once upon a time ' and finishes with 'happily ever after. '
The End.
Or is it?
I have fond memories of awaking early before middle school simply to stare in front of the TV and watch Tom & Jerry run around chasing one another.
Or classic characters like Dick Dastardly and his fighter pilot dog Muttley, with that unmistakable bark-cum-laugh hi hi hi hi hi hi hi!
Thanks to those inventive Warner Bros, mums and dads around the world taught their children about the birds and the bees with cats and dogs.
And panthers, mice, roosters, bears, ducks, rabbits. In fact , it looked, anything but a real human.
And who can forget Bugs Bunny's taste for carrots, Wiley Coyote's obsession with ACME dynamite, and Pepe Le Pew's constant amorous moves toward anything with a heartbeat.
Come to consider it, those creative illustrators were readying us tiny critters for life in (and beyond) the play ground.
If you subtract the endearing characters, magical music and, naturally, the A.M. timeslot, you had an adult allegory of Food, Hate and Love that was spoon fed daily into captive brains with Captain Crunch, non-lite milk and that enchanting harmony of 'snap, crackle and pop. '
I am not sure which was more syrupy - the Fruit Loops or the Loony Tunes?
Sunday morning television sure was a regular Animal Farm. (And no, not the one you are thinking).
You learned the facts of life from toons - much before The Facts Of Life was first aired in 1979!
Then there were that unusual family of blue beings called The Smurfs who lived in an enchanting forest and ate magical shrooms (or was that the producers of the show?). Let's never forget this was way before The Blue Man Group - and a load more engaging, if you ask me.
I mean, where in any society does there exist a people consisting of a single female and an outwardly endless supply of males, speaheaded by the one they call "Papa"?
I think that's where the phrase 'Who's your daddy ' had its roots, but that's another subject altogether.
The point is, whether you are a big kid or a tiny kid, cartoons are always tons of fun.
It doesn't matter if you happen to be watching them on the telly or watching s skilled cartoonist draw a caricature: a creative illustration, a black and white sketch, or a creative doodle can take us all back to that golden time of innocence.
Ha ha, I said doodle.
About the Author:
From professional illustrations for your next catalogue to creative caricatures for your wedding guests, dLook's range of cartoonists, caricaturists and commercial illustrators can do it all.
HARI DEEP
Saturday, 3 September 2011
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