|This an old drawing but one i have always liked.|
Beginning so many years ago Benjamin and his family hid in an old theatre watching films over and over. His father found an old store room and set up home there, stocking biscuits and old jars of ink. The family lived there happily using the public toilets and stealing the food stocks at night. They always made sure not to leave a mess for the morning so the owner didn’t notice any changes. Two years went on and the family were found eating at some popcorn on the floor by a visitor. On the same day they were taken away by the police. The children Benjamin, eight year old sister and a baby boy were send to different families. Unfortunately Benjamin was sent to a rather violent family that liked to cut at skin with broken bottles. They threw darts at a red pen mark on his forehead and made him cook five large meals a day. In an interview he said “I didn’t like it much at all” He ran for it at the age of thirteen and hid in the back of a van. That’s where it all started. The van was doing a delivery to the city stocked up with paper and mechanical pencils. Over a three day journey every piece of paper had a doodle on it, mostly of gruesome events and story ideas. The van reached the City of Plymouth and Benjamin jumped out of the van before it was unpacked. The man who was driving the van reported “I was fired but it was for an amazing celebrity so I don’t mind. Spare any change?” Benjamin found a broken laptop in a large bin he had found comfort in. He had slept there for a few days and was used to hiding away. The laptop screen was completely new to him, he recalls biting it and pressing the screen. In the end he found his finger moved a tiny cursor and he discovered Flash. A program he could draw his scribbles and make them move. Soon enough he was making money from doing little film screenings in his alleyway. He wasn’t eating throw away junk anymore but KFC burgers with jarlsberg cheese. He met a man with a curly moustache and top hat who suggested he give up with life because there was no future in cartoons.
Favourite genre of music: Fizzy Stone
Favourite cartoon character: Little Howard, Bitey, Blob, and Tomothy?
Personal Quote: w...wait... what? its.. umm.. its on the... ahh.. umm, well i cou.... ah... s....well....um...ok