syb & me
It's never too late to learn to animate
Category: Conversations
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“He’s gone, Mum.” Who? “Major Tom…. in his tin can in space…” What are you talking about? “David Bowie’s dead, Mum.”
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“Happy New Year, Mum.” .. Happy New Year, dear.. “Another year older.” .. Speak for yourself, dear.. I was 94 when I popped my clogs … and 94 I stay.
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“Time to get ready for Christmas, Mum. I’ve put up those salt dough figures you made. Remember?” Those? You’ve still got them? Oh… they’re not very good. “They are, Mum. I thought me doing art came from Dad because he was a commercial artist. And I was all serious about it. But I think that…
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Christmas soon… Mind you, it’s a lot of work for the women. You don’t care, do you.
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Oh you worry far too much about things, dear. By the way … … You just lost your audience.
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