A public service announcement of sorts: I don’t usually pay much heed to that kind of things but it’s been happening a lot lately so I feel like I have to say something on the matter. Please, please, please, don’t crop/edit/&co my stuff to use it in your sidebar or blog theme! I’ve mainly seen this one and that one used, but I guess it goes for everything. I very honestly do not care that much where what I post ends up (really, use whatever you want for whatever you want as long as you don’t make money out of it or claim as your own) but editing for your own aesthetic purposes seems to me… well, downright rude. I hope that clears it up. If you want to commission me for a blog header or whatnot‚ then by all means do, but don’t do the snatching and editing and reposting without credit. That is just generally very uncool.
September 17, 2013 | 40 notes
Not really? I guess things might be slightly influenced by whatever screen version I happen to be into at the moment, but I read & listen way more than I watch, so my interpretation of the characters is not primarily visual (if that makes any sense) and less physically definite than what it appears to be. For me, basing them on particular actors spoils half the fun because they don’t feel ‘my own’, and anyway I’m not a portraitist, I just make silly comics. And sappy drawings.
I see a lot of people tagging things #Granada—which I absolutely don’t mind, I’m not the tag police—but if it were, it would look more like this:
which, you will grant me that, it does not really. If based on any particular incarnations, it would be1 on that one Merrison & Williams radio series, a.k.a. ‘light of my life’ (or ‘let me lie down a bit and cry a lot’), which would visually look like this:
but since this is one of the many perks of audio drama, you can bloody well imagine whatever you damn want from voices2, so I aurally get, well, what you usually see around here. But if you need formulas containing actual people who—more or less—played the parts, these would be:
W = ⅓ Solomin + ⅓ Fleming + ⅓ Marion-Crawford3
H = Walter Paget4 - handsome features + an even better nose
Hopefully, that clarifies matters. (I’m not sure it actually does.)
1 Ahem, it, er… sort of actually is, but shush, don’t tell anyone.
2 In this particular case, more like cachinnations and giggles, but that is beside the point.
3 Sprinkled with a dash of Donald Pickering. Shake well and serve with a slight air of exasperation. Or resignation. Your choice.
4 My favourite anecdotes are those about him getting mistaken for the man, like people at recitals whispering “Look, there’s Sherlock Holmes,” behind his back. What a lark.
September 12, 2013 | 79 notes
Drunk idiots for friend Robin! An occasion which is, as a matter of fact, backed up by serious research, since my favourite footnote in the history of scholarship is Mr Bengis’ “[in The Valley of Fear] a hangover is the vital clue to January 6th as Holmes’ birthday”.
September 08, 2013 | 709 notes
“Your dog bit my ankle yet you can’t even remember my name.”
September 07, 2013 | 855 notes
September 06, 2013 | 788 notes
Dorks on a date.
He’s seen far worse than an eccentric grown man being fussed over by his long-suffering landlady.
Learning the hard way.
August 11, 2013 | 1,883 notes
M. wants grumpiness and knitwear for Capaldi’s Doctor, I want the moustache.