Hi, Twinklebum UK is the name of my production company. It's literally like the worst name I could imagine for a production company so no doubt will hinder my ability to get work or be taken credibly in any meaningful sense. Here is a picture of a legal aid lawyer pretending to be an aeroplane:
Twinklebum is essentially myself and my dog Mango. I have made a few crappy things for Channel 4 and have written some crap that went on a program on ITV. Have a look around my website and see the sort of rubbish I make. I'm currently making an hour length documentary for Channel 4's British Documentary Film Foundation called "A Stoner's Guide to North-West London". Looking at the late-night suburbia, petrol-station shopping expeditions, and waster days of North London bums and slackers, the film will explore how the landscape of our youth shapes the rhythm of who we are. With a youth spent playing Mortal Kombat and collecting McDonalds barbecue sauces in my car, I feel I am expertly placed to broach such a subject. Here is a picture of an accountant pretending to be a cat around his wife's apron strings:
Whilst having the ability to make "professional" looking stuff I am of the persuasion that all that matters is spirit. You could have all the technology and resources in the world and you could still make rubbish. (Turn on your telly or go to the cinema for evidence). Ultimately, if you got passion and care about what you're doing it will translate - whatever creative medium you set sail upon - whether it be writing, film-making, Connect Four or Guess Who. Modern technology means any idiot can make films. This is a good thing. Some would argue that a disregard for gloss and "professionalism" is limiting oneself - that you're hamstringing your ability to be picked up by broadcasters and other distribution networks. I would argue that it's liberating, and that those who argue the former - (I would argue) - on some level - are little bitch-monkeys. Fuck the professionals. Fuck the career monkeys. Fuck the commission junkies. Everyone's gotta pay the rent, but who wants to live in a Borstal of Prostitution? Film should be about passion. The birth of a technology that people can integrate fluently into their lives means a passion for film-making can be readily pursued. It allows for pure, unmitigated contact between you and your finished film. The next Scorsese will come from someone's bedroom, not a film school. If your motivation is not to follow the rhythms of your own heart then the beat you follow is confused. Find your own rhythm and syntax. Current technology means film can be as spontaneous as scribbling down notes on a parking ticket found on the dashboard of your car. I can shoot in the morning, edit in the afternoon and have a film in the evening. Here is a picture of a frightened accountant being bullied by another accountant called Craig:
This is the energy I strive to put in my stuff. Today’s technology means that any idiot can make stuff. This is the aesthetic I adhere to and I will champion and support anyone that embraces their craft with a heartfelt fucking GO FOR IT. You don't need technology and you don't need money and resources to make something that matters. If a caveman can make something lasting on the wall of his home using only a pebble - then there's no excuse in the digital age. Fuck all the cynics and pig-monkeys who'll tell you otherwise. The only thing that matters is the act itself. Anything else that follows is just gravy. As a symbolic gesture of gravy here is a picture of a cake with aspirin in it. Although it is not actually like gravy, it is a picture of food, and therefore the closest picture I have that can relate to gravy. Enjoy my website:
UPDATE
The above text was written about four years ago. Nothing much has changed. I still believe the same stuff. I have made a few more things and like two things which have appeared in more prominent places. In spite of this, I hope anyone familiar with my earlier stuff will see I’ve managed to retain my voice and still supplicate sincerely towards idiosyncratic values that try to resist today’s heavily formatted TV crap - the kind of TV that crushes individualism, noodling authorship and virtually all visual signatures. This “new” website also represents my efforts to synergise my work and present it as a collective whole.....words, pictures, films and other artwork......stuff that has always been produced in tandem during the daily round between waking, KFC, Gregs, newsagent and bed and which all possess a common thread in terms of the pulses, feelings and rhythms within. Here is a picture of some soup with a brick in it:
It’s not the best picture i’ve drawn but it’s a picture. And it fills the space above. And creates a punctuation and pause between paragraphs.
If I could summarise on where i stand in 2008 - it is the pursuit of creative opportunity twinned with creative freedom. It is about responding to offers to sign on the dotted line of conformity by creating authentic works with even more gusto. Whatever you do in life I invite YOU to join in that battle - empowering your fellow man and woman - and fellow creatives - by creating honest, heartfelt works. Don’t listen to the propagandists of collaboration. Every time you create a decent work of art, even if it’s seen by only two people, you have struck a blow against the soul Nazis who would homogenise human experience into the contents of a lad’s mag or a saturday night reality TV apocolypse. If you dance with the devil he will always tread on your toes. Enjoy the bits and pieces on the website. Let me know what you’re up to. Subscribe to the blog. New bits and pieces will be added across the site as time goes on. Please let me know if any links or stuff are not working.
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