WF.HQ 7

From beyond liquid space our friend David Ramirez popped by the WF.HQ to paint the outdoor toilet/shed and the firewood shed. Underneath here there's a li'l picture of David cutting 'n carving in the firewood shed to give it patina. Welcome aboard, David!

Bonus information for the syndicated visitors of Earth (or this blog): David is working on a great art animation project for an exhibition in some art museum in Århus. It will be awesome!

Puppet Department

The puppet department is winding down after aeons of chaotic insanity. But behold: The product of everybody's hard work.

Here is the finished puppet of Samek. What a beauty!


Would you believe it! The beautiful mother, Yetta in all her grace.


The flying bird – roaming the heavens up above.


The walking bird, ready to replace or be replaced by the flying bird in times of the Great Transmutation from one to the other.

Thus the two soldiers and the grandmother needs to be finished before all the puppets are done. Huzzah. Here is some pictures from the Puppet Department.

Ann is defying the laws of interstellar pace whilst sowing the costumes. It is a job that requires a great deal of patience and a wee whiff of extraordinary concentration – for the clothe has a mind of its own, and is not always easy to control. On this picture above Ann is shoving needles in one of the Germans uniforms, making it ready... for the world of possibilities.

Fighting against time, Johan is working on the Grandmother's wire armature. She has gone through a cosmetic hell – but we have finally found a design we like, and Johan has been shaping her face like a Hollywood plastic surgeon... ...beautiful she will be. Graceful she will walk the face of the Earth.

Thinking about the exotic, yet cooling effect of Netto's white wine, Henni is painting the hands of the Grandmother. The Lord works in mysterious ways, and because I just thought of the Lord I will now quote the Bible: “For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under the heaven”... A time to work, and a time to drink white wine!

It is with heavy heart that we said farewell to our dearest Hanna. She has returned to her nest, where she will disembark on a journey to new heights. As a farewell gift Johan and I made a little Agnostic Chicken sculpture for her to bring along, and to remember us, and remember to come back. In the words of the great Oz-man: See you on the other side!

And here, a little picture of Hanna & Henni; the ladies in red, on Hanna's last working day:

Lukkede Døre / Closed Doors.

We are happy to share our runner with a vision, Asqes' li'l film with YOU!
Enjoy.

Video 3: WF Weekend on Fyn.

Thus the two directors flee to the Isle of Fyn for drunken escapades and relaxiation.
Watch them... ...as they relax! (or don't)... anyways; here is a li'l video:

Set pt. 4

Hola from the tropical WF.HQ.
The heat is getting to us; but in the words of a dying Cowboy in Kubrick's "Full Metal Jacket": I can hack it! And yes; we will preveil this vicious summer heat... we will stand triumphant when winter slides softly over our land and we will welcome it with open arms. Meanwhile one can gaze upon these pictures of the set coming to life.



Johan, Ellen and I will pay a visit to the isle of Fyn on the 23rd of August, where we, along with other animation entities, will share the esoteric knowledge of our process with the public and with a number of young filmmakers like ourselves who would like to take a peak into the animation world. The event is arranged by our consultant Jakob Høgel from NDS - and he asked us for a picture they could use. So we decided to test the unfinished apartment with the unfinsihed puppet of the mother and some of the finished furniture.



Is it a bird? Is it a plane? NO! It is a new design for the backyard that Else drew some lazy afternoon whilst waiting for something to do. Thoughts come and go - mental sinewaves collapse and give ways for NEW mindscapes. Thus we grew somewhat worried that the old design wouldn't fit the new ideas we got for the backyard sequence. It's of course always weird to start from scratch - especially on something as huge as these buildings - but it is for the best. Both Johan & I are extremely keen on the new design, and we are looking forward to work on it. The sky behind is the sky picture Else will use as a reference to paint the background sky painting. We just photoshopped it in to see how it would look.



And here she is; Else, painting the gigantic SKY PAINTING! It WILL be awesome!

I will end this post with a little Star Trek story from the first season of The Original Series. It is the episode called "The Naked Time" where, due to lack of awareness, this guy gets infected with some strange sort of emotional epidemic that spreads through physical contact. Soon everyone aboard the ship gets infected and acts demented and irrational. Even Mr. Spock (the half vulcan / half human science officer) who has forsaken human emotions to live a life dictated by pure logic, gets infected. To make matters even worse the Enterprise is spinning out of control and will soon burst into flames as it breaches some planets atmosphere. But just as all hope seems lost Dr. McCoy finds out that the cure for this emotional madness is simply... ...water!
My point with this little tale is to remind people to drink water, if they want to avoid going mad.

Sets pt. 3

Behold: Sets are coming to life; shaping formless in the vortex of the WF.HQ.

Else is treading dangerous grounds; armed to the teeth with Hanna's gasmask and a soldering iron she's entering the realm of the styrofoam. Her quest is to make the cobblestones for the backyard - and survive the potential vicious headaches and lazy sensations of the evil gasses.

Dwelling in the outermost regions of chaos, Tore is working on the apartment. Tore has been neglected on this blog - but alas; like solar rays bursting with positive energy he has been working like there was no tomorrow.

Herr Strandgaard is fighting the heat while making the windows for the apartment. Talking about ritual burnings and hot chicks he crosses the threshold of liquid space... ...in his mind!

we will end this post with a poem by Derrick Wang.

"They say there is a spaceship flying out amongst the stars
housing beasts of all describtions with no prison bars
joyous is the spaceship - in rapture and in peace

a radiant glowing light that'll never sieze".

Puppets pt. 3 "The bird and a Nazi"

Like the T1000 reassembling it self after being frozen and shot by Arnold, Things are beginning to come together in the puppet derpartment.

Else has been doped on vaporizing glue for days and days, dazed and confused. She has now finished gluing the feathers on the bird. Now Henni is painting the beaks and feet.

Beneath this text follows some pictures of Else's achievement and a Nazi surprise:

(The walking bird testing its tunes).


(The flying bird preparing to land).


(A little close-up with some blur...).

The Runner Asqez (or Aske)

The runner with a vision, has now finished his vision and will start on duty...

Johan made a little list for him with some tasks for his mission.

Lets hope he will let us post the vision here...