Fit the 14th: The Archers 2010-2011

The Archers (still not the radio programme) had a pretty small supporting cast, but considering it was set during a zombie apocalypse I suppose it's a wonder it had a supporting cast at all. In any case, that was largely what I worked on late last year.

Small-ly I did some bizarre costume concepts.

First, Banjo Pete, a tramp with a heart of some semi-precious material, in the mould of Brian Blessed. He walks the streets in search of Mandolin Augustus, who may or may not exist.

Second, Pete and AJ, dysfunctional zombie-slaying couple who began as an attempt to make the most English people imaginable, and ended up as more or less the same.

Dave took a massive u-turn through James Bachman territory at some point.

Fit the 13th: The Archers

No, not the radio programme. I've always had a special pocket of love for postapocalyptic scenarios, the aesthetic field known as 'apocalypse punk' but which I will call 'rapturepunk' because it's a better name, and indeed zombie media. Postapocalyptic-zombie-attack scenarios, therefore, are as manna to me. I once planned out a graphic novel which is precisely that, but this isn't that.

This is a fucking ridiculous imagining of what would happen if zombies attacked a small south-coast university town.

Which happens to have an archery club.

Keigh. The sort of person you wouldn't want to meet down a dark alley.

West. The sort of person you'd be quite glad to see down a dark alley.

Scout. The sort of person you'd never find anywhere near a dark alley.

Morwood. The sort of person who could beat a dark alley to death with its own bricks.

Ed. The sort of person who got dropped from the concept fairly quickly because he had no purpose.

 

The irony is that the people these characters are very loosely based on are actually more epic than the characters themselves.

Fit the 12th: The Hazards of Love, 2010

It took me quite a while to figure out the Decemberists output for last year was actually a concept album, but in my defence I wasn't giving it my whole attention. Still, after I did manage to work out that cryptic bit of info, the Gray and I ended up planning a theatrical version.

50% of this picture is going 'deeeeerp'.

Or rather, drawing some basic costume ideas and calling it a day. 
 It'd translate rather well, I feel. Except the Queen needs a bit of work.