Latest Fontanelli Discoveries

Mike is the Magellan of toy discoveries.

Favorite Off Model Friends

Here's Mickey with his hunk of cheese that he is never without.
Fred with a glandular condition.
Yogi to blow on - with hole.
Swedish gay porn Donald.
Yogi in his Sailor's hat and Mickey Mouse overalls and sexy bare chest.
Dino with eye pimples covered with primeval ooze.
Fred and his bitches.

Wilma's Dad is Gumby.
Popeye lets his hair grow out and dumps Olive for a normal looking girl.

Donald with jaundice and a wounded bleeding hat.
Donald with water on the brain. I use this one for toy drawing classes because it is so useful.
Here's what Donald looked like when he was yanked prematurely from the warmth and security of his yolk.

Fred with a piece of Barney's nose stuck to his club.

It's HIM

It's the zombie from the primeval algae swamp.
Made of loosely compacted ooze, he emits carbon dioxide from his staring false eyes, hypnotizing his prey into a state of benumbed flaccid torpor.
The Nightmare From Before Time then sheds his waxy membrane and spews out its hellish living contents. The gleaming poisonous mass engulphs his victim, stinging every nerve ending with tiny dancing pseudopods. IT consumes the liquified remains of what once had form, feelings and family.

After absorbing the rich nutrients of the prey's tender pain receptors, it reverse vomits its wretched pulsing mass back into its husk and reorganizes the misshapen membrane into another awful perversion of vaguely humanoid contour.
...and the Hellish masquerade repeats...without mind...without soul...with only a vulgar and voracious hunger for meat that knows pain...

Ren and Stimpy Curiosities

The Magic Of Flintstone

I always wanted to look through Flintstone.


Here's what Flintstone would look like if Pixar made him.


Here's my kind of Flintstone- totally off model but crazy.
There is a formless post Hippie Flintstone.
And here is my favorite.

Flintstone Loin Fruits and Pets

Rod Scribner Sneaks Entertainment Value into a Koolaid Commercial

By the 1960s, most animation - even animation done by the classic animators - had gotten very conservative. Even squash and stretch eventually became "too cartoony".
Here's Rod Scribner going completely against the style of the times and I don't know how he got away with it.
I'm guessing that Tex Avery must have directed this and just let Rod have fun with it.
Rod sure wasn't inhibited by the 60s model sheets of the WB characters.
He not only makes his key drawings funny, but most of his breakdowns are too.
By making every drawing in his animation a unique creation, he ends up doing a lot more work than if he had just made a few on-model keys. That's a true animator. He can't help creating, rather than merely executing.
I can't believe this got by the ad agency. When I worked on commercials the ad execs would go though every frame of film to make sure that each drawing was uncreative, unfunny and "on-model".
The agency folks always hate anything that "looks weird". They must think that somehow the consumers will decide not to buy their products once they have freeze framed the commercials themselves and checked them against their model sheets.
This commercial would only make me drink even more Kool-Aid than if it was bland and boring.




I was laughing as I went through this scene a frame at a time, but the drawings kept getting funnier and funnier. These almost seem bland to me now - compared to what came next. There are so many crazy drawings in this one commercial that I'm going to have to spread them out over a few posts.