This may well have been a bullet I dodged. Andy and I had shared a studio in Islington with Brian West called The Cartoon Factory. He wanted to relocate somewhere a bit easier to get to from his home in Bromley with other up and coming young creators, and asked me to join him. But I didn’t feel I could leave Brian on his own, so I stayed. It was also much closer to Finsbury Park, where I lived, than the intended new place.
For the longest time I had thought (what latterly became known as) Detonator Studio was about the only game in town and always had been (this is presumably before Kev, Brian and Lucy relocated to Coldharbour Lane, and a vacancy I'd alerted them to). 26 years I shared premises with Woodrow. It was like being married.
Good job on the moonlit flit - they deserved no less.
Brilliant! I laughed, I cried, I laughed again. It's good to remind myself why I have always worked from home (apart from the fact that I'm an unsociable git).
Thanks for posting that old piece Steve. I agree that the idea of the studio was greater than the reality. What I eventually had to face was that you can draw and yak at the same time, but you can't write or edit and yak... I was having too much fun to do much work or make any money!
I don't remember the Brain Club! Unless it was some kind of bludgeoning implement, I'm guessing it was a groovy nitespot of some kind. I still can't dance so I probably never went.
This may well have been a bullet I dodged. Andy and I had shared a studio in Islington with Brian West called The Cartoon Factory. He wanted to relocate somewhere a bit easier to get to from his home in Bromley with other up and coming young creators, and asked me to join him. But I didn’t feel I could leave Brian on his own, so I stayed. It was also much closer to Finsbury Park, where I lived, than the intended new place.
The rest, as they say…
Yes, it looks like you made a wise decision!
Great stuff, genuinely thrilling.
For the longest time I had thought (what latterly became known as) Detonator Studio was about the only game in town and always had been (this is presumably before Kev, Brian and Lucy relocated to Coldharbour Lane, and a vacancy I'd alerted them to). 26 years I shared premises with Woodrow. It was like being married.
Good job on the moonlit flit - they deserved no less.
I remember that studio, but I had no idea you did it for 26 years!
Brilliant! I laughed, I cried, I laughed again. It's good to remind myself why I have always worked from home (apart from the fact that I'm an unsociable git).
The weird thing is, I never got much work done at that studio. I liked the idea of it, but always managed to get more done at home.
Thanks for posting that old piece Steve. I agree that the idea of the studio was greater than the reality. What I eventually had to face was that you can draw and yak at the same time, but you can't write or edit and yak... I was having too much fun to do much work or make any money!
And then of course there was The Brain club, just a few doors away! :)
I don't remember the Brain Club! Unless it was some kind of bludgeoning implement, I'm guessing it was a groovy nitespot of some kind. I still can't dance so I probably never went.
Rian and I used to drop in and have cocktails every now and then.
"Drillproof lock. Gimme five minutes..." Legend! 😂😂😂
I am loving all these anecdotes! So glad John got his Dillon piece back after all that time...
I did it for 26 years, but I try not to remember
What a caper!!! Superb story.