Computer Animation + Special FX
Very short example clips of my digital special FX animation of Fairy dust emanating from a fairy wand and an opening book computer animation created using Adobe After Effects. The Classical Music Tales for Children – The Sleeping Beauty by composer Sarah Hudson.
View Sarah Hudson’s delightful Classical Music Tales for Young Children The Sleeping Beauty
Poster for The House of Barnarda Alba
- Portraits for Heroes | |Tom Croft initiator | contributor Lesley Scoble |Bloomsbury Publishing Plc.
- Tennis That Counts | Adrian Stonebridge with Stuart Kerr |Cartoons by Scribbles (me!)
ISBN: 978-1906221-416 (hardback) ISBN: 0-09-152551-9 (paperback)
- Macbeth | Jennifer Mulherin | Lesley Scoble | Cherry tree Press Ltd.
- Best-loved Plays of Shakespeare | Jennifer Mulherin | Lesley Scoble | Cherrytree Press Ltd.
- False Accusation | Richard Hughes |Illustration & cover Lesley Scoble |Macmillan Publishers Ltd.
- Soap Opera II — The Sequel | Charlyn Wessels |Illustration & cover Lesley Scoble| Phoenix Bookshelf.
- Midnight Traveller | Pat Coleman | Lesley Scoble | A Leopard Book | Scripture Union
- Robin’s Toboggan | Christine Wood |Lesley Scoble | Scripture Union
- The Natural History of Umbracula | Alison Winfield-Chislett |all photographs Lesley Scoble | Matador Troubadour pub. Ltd.
Channel Four TV
I was always ‘scribbling’ in sketch books doing fast line drawings of any and everything. Scribbles was a nick-name given to me by the producer of TENNIS THAT COUNTS and the name stuck, becoming the affectionate nom de plume for my cartoons of this time.
You might enjoy a laugh at the out-take of when they were introducing Scribbles (that’s me) on the tennis court. (I’m ashamed to say, I sort of got the giggles). But, it shouldn’t have been so much fun! 🙂
Tennis That COunts—The Book
Cartoons for the book
Tennis That Counts—the channel four tv series
With tennis guru Adrian Stonebridge
Producer Christopher Toyne CCTV
Photography Tomas Graves
Episode One — Forget the Numbers
Tennis That Counts was one of the first TV series to be aired by the then brand new Channel 4 television company in 1983.
This series gave me the opportunity to work as a featured animator and illustrator. We spent a glorious two weeks filming at Villajoyosa, Spain—with me spending the days of sunshine drawing preparatory sketches of the players on the tennis court during filming.
The large apartment allotted to me was in a tennis coaching complex and overlooked a craggy coast of brilliant blue sea. I awoke early each day to the sound of the sea splashing against the rocks. But, also to the gentle, monotonous ‘pop pop pop’ of tennis balls being hit back and forth by practising tennis players.
I had developed a very fast sketching technique and often joked in a cowboy voice that “I was the fastest draw in the West”—well, I thought it was funny! I spent the sunny days of the shoot, relaxed and enjoying sketching around the tennis courts.
The hard work for me was to come later with not only animations to produce (done the old fashioned way, I might add, with cells and whatnot—no computer to hand then) but also many cartoon line drawings for an accompanying book, all to a tight deadline.
Channel Four Launch Party
On the day before the grand opening of Channel 4 —I was still working on the artwork—drawing all through the night and all through the day—and drinking too much coffee to keep awake. I was scribbling cartoons non stop to the very last moment of the big Channel 4 launch party where they were due to be filmed. I showered in haste and threw on a dress—grabbed the ‘still wet’ art work and clambered into a taxi to deliver it to the producer. My portfolio was received just on time. Phew! It had been a tight deadline. My reward was to go and enjoy the Channel 4 launch party.
This was my chance to ‘network’ among the important people of this fabulous new television channel—an opportunity to promote my work!—and further my new career as an illustrator!
Watching with excitement as the celebrities arrived—some dressed in long silken gowns shimmering and sashaying across the dance floor on the arms of dapper men in tuxedos and black ties—I was wondering what I might say to all these great powers of the TV world to make them take notice and launch me on my new career as an artist.
Grabbing a glass of Champagne and a sandwich I sat down in a comfortable sofa (mistake sitting down if you want to network).
Working solidly through the previous night had taken its toll. I fell asleep with a half-slurped glass of Champagne in one hand and a half-eaten sandwich in the other. My head lolled, flopping backwards with my mouth agape catching flies.
And I was snoring!
Eventually, some hours later…I awoke.
Rousing myself from the sofa I staggered towards the door over a debris of empty Champagne bottles, streamers, burst balloons, and squashed canapés, finally tripping over a protruding leg attached to a vague recumbent form under a table.
It must have been some fantastic party!