Movember 26: Charlie Chaplin

Charlie Chaplin’s Little Tramp struck a chord for countless people all over the world. The character still resonates with society today. The Little Tramp is poignant, quirky and sweet. He had a moustache too and no collection of moustaches would be complete with The Little Tramp.

The Little Tramp. An invention by Charlie Chaplin.

Charlie Chaplin wrote a song that seems to complement the Little Tramp character. It is beautifully sad and yet; hopeful. Just like The Little Tramp.

“Smile
Tho’ your heart is aching

Smile
Even tho’ it’s breaking

When there are clouds in the sky

You’ll get by
If you
Smile through your fear and sorrow

Smile and maybe tomorrow

You’ll see the sun come shining thru for you.

Light up your face with gladness

Hide ev’ry trace of sadness

Altho’ a tear maybe ever so near

That’s the time you must keep on trying

Smile
What’s the use of crying

You’ll find that life is still worth while”

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Movember 13: Poirot

Hercule Poirot not only is Agatha Christie’s greatest creation, he sports an immaculate moustache. Perfect subject matter for Movember.

To be a detective you can’t afford to be wrong. If you miss the mark just once it could have terrible consequences. An innocent person might be put in jail. The weight of that responsibility must heighten the senses of someone like Hercule Poirot.

I’ve always admired the detective, fictional or otherwise. I wonder how they piece together all those seemingly innocuous bits of information and arrive at the correct answer? I’m insatiably curious. I love to ferret out information but I often find that I have misunderstood something.

My bias is my enemy in this regard, I frequently trip over my own assumptions. I am learning to ask the right questions and building on what I know to be true already is the secret of successfully navigating reality.

As a cartoonist or an artist, observation is everything. When you are searching for something you have lost you find things faster by understanding what you are looking at first. Slow, deliberate, conscious observation defines everything far more clearly.

You learn about things faster if you take time to grasp and digest your discoveries. Then add that new information to what you know and understand already. Build a pyramid of knowledge.

We often don’t see the wood for all the trees. Keen observation encourages us to live in the moment and see things much more clearly. Living a more productive and efficient life is all about thinking like a detective.

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Movember 11: Hitler

No collection of moustaches would be complete without the most evil moustache of all time.

Hilter’s Moustache
Hitler

The profile of a maniacal mass-murdering incompetent crazy man. One ‘nazti’ little crittur. People today fear the rise of the right and they falsely assume Conservatism will cascade into fascism.

Youths opposed to fascism believe they are pushing back the possibilities of the reemergence of Nazi (National Socialism) ideology.

I find this astounding. Antifa who claim to be anti-fascist seem to behave in a typical fascist fashion. They demonise and physically attack their political opponents with typical Manichaean intolerance: Them vs. Us, Black vs. White, Evil and Good. Such dualism is a prerequisite to fascist behaviour. The irony is that Antifa act precisely like the evil they seek to overcome. They consequently provoke intolerance and division.

Perhaps we all have misunderstood the term. Maybe the term should be AnteFa? 😉

Movember 10: Remembrance Day

Those that survived the great wars are old now, but we must never forget the price paid by millions of men. It is a privilege to live in a free world.

The Old Soldier.

My dad Robert Henry Hooper flew in WW2. He flew dive bombers. Kittyhawks, Typhoons, Hurricanes and Mustang P-51’s. He rarely spoke of those times, but when he did he spoke highly of his enemies and gave them credit for their skill as anti-aircraft gunners. He almost didn’t make it home on a couple of occasions. Once he got hit by shrapnel that went straight through his under seat armour and got embedded in his parachute. On the other occasion he nursed his plane home with ammo boxes exploding and huge holes in his wings and fuselage. A lesser pilot wouldn’t have made it home. He was apparently very, very good. What a guy. I am proud to be his son. What shoes to fill!

CiCi is ready for Christmas!

Fresh from the World Cup in Japan, my creation Crazy Crafts’ Cici is back for Christmas.
Keep an eye out for Cici – like Santa you never know where he could turn up next!
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