Fabbo little video document of Synth Eastwood’s stay in Birmingham. There are also shedloads of GIFs on their site.
Synth Eastwood At Flatpack Festival from Synth Eastwood on Vimeo.

Fabbo little video document of Synth Eastwood’s stay in Birmingham. There are also shedloads of GIFs on their site.
Synth Eastwood At Flatpack Festival from Synth Eastwood on Vimeo.
One of those things that we forgot to blog about in the run-up to the festival – a cross-section illustration of the Odeon Leicester Square, from Modern Wonder vol.3 no.58 (25 June 1938):
This was published the year after Odeon’s flagship cinema opened. Although some of the architects involved felt that the building itself was a bit of a let-down, this drawing gives you a fair idea of the interior’s wow factor. The illustrator was Leslie Ashwell Wood, later responsible for many of the cutaways of cruise-ships and space rockets in Eagle comics. Author Steve Holland has done an impressive amount of research into Ashwell Wood, and gathered some of it at his Bear Alley blog.
A whole year back animator Jim le Fevre brought his marvellous Phonotrope device along to Unpacked. He’s recently posted the talk he did that day up on his site. (We can’t embed it here, cos we’re not vimeo plus.)

Last Saturday animator Andy Wyatt kindly brought along the contents of his kitchen for the Animate Your Own Vegetable event at the Electric. After showing the audience the basic principles of stop-frame animation a group of eager young assistants made their own film, and here are the fruits (arf arf) of their labours:
Animated vegetables from 7inch cinema on Vimeo.
Many thanks to Andy, to all the filmmakers and to Greg McLeod for adding the sound.
Here’s what a proper cold snap looks like:
And here’s a poem on the same subject:
Snow
The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
Spawning snow and pink roses against it
Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:
World is suddener than we fancy it.
World is crazier and more of it than we think,
Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion
A tangerine and spit the pips and feel
The drunkenness of things being various.
And the fire flames with a bubbling sound for world
Is more spiteful and gay than one supposes -
On the tongue on the eyes on the ears in the palms of one’s hands -
There is more than glass between the snow and the huge roses.
Written by Louis MacNeice while sat in a house in Birmingham in 1935.
Mike Johnston made a pilgrimage there last week.



