Digging Deeper:Favorite Cartoonists:⌂ Gahan Wilson (
X- X - X - X - X)
⌂ Gary Larson (
X - X - X - X - X)
⌂ Charles Addams (
X - X - X - X - X)
Favorite Illustrators:⌂ Edward Gorey (
X)
⌂ John Kenn (
X)
Favorite Movie:
⌂ James & the Giant Peach
-- Sarcastic - Macabre - Whimsical - Artistic - Meticulous - Opinionated - Unkempt - Mischievous - Insecure --
Favorite TV Shows:
⌂ Twilight Zone
⌂ The Alfred Hitchcock Hour
⌂ Thriller
⌂ Courage the Cowardly Dog
Favorite Authors:
⌂ Clive Barker
⌂ Edger Allan Poe
⌂ H. P. Lovecraft
⌂ Shell Silverstein
Favorite Artist:
⌂ M. C. Escher
Favorite Instrument:⌂ Organ (
X)
⌂Musical saw (
X)
Favorite Food:
⌂ Banana-nut Muffins
Speaks:
⌂ English
⌂ German
Thin and slight to the point of being barely larger than the average teenage Parrapup, Nobody can nearly always be found hunched over his desk, scribbling away with a pen or dabbing away with a brush at his latest masterwork. It doesn't matter what the weather's like. It doesn't matter what time of day it is. Bod has even been known to waken suddenly in the middle of the night, inspired by a dream, and rush to his desk where he'll stay until well past noon, working steadily. Only when he's gotten his ideas on paper and he's well and truly satisfied that he can put things down and come back later without losing
anything does he flop back down into his bed, covered in ink. You see, he fancies himself a great artist. Even if no one else does.
The drawings that lay on Bod's bench, along with the ones tacked to every available inch of wall-space around it, tend toward the dark and macabre as well as the surreal and suspenseful. Very nearly every one has been rendered from the dark inks that sit in pots bottles all over the room, purposefully applied to the paper in haphazard brush/pen strokes that sometimes hide Bod's great ability to capture minute detail. Of course there is more to his artwork than just technical skill. Aside from art being a way to express himself,
Bod draws to provoke thought.
(Although he quite enjoys creeping people out in the process!) Social satire is his favorite subject, as are his own inner demons, yet he also dabbles in creating optical illusions and surrealistic landscapes - anything to get the viewer's mind working and thinking down lines that they may not have thought down before. As such, not all of his pieces can be understood at first glance.
Bod's passion for art started when he was a young hatchling, at about the same time he got his unusual name. It's all thanks to his weak immune system. Back then, far more so than now, Bod was frequently laid low by anything and everything a child can catch, and then some, forcing him to spend days on end in bed recuperating instead of out with parras his own age. In fact, he was absent from his little group of friends so often that after a while it stopped being unusual. Things even got to the point where, whenever someone would ask where he was, someone else would automatically joke: 'What do you mean? Nobody's missing, as usual!'. Somewhere along the way they actually started
calling him Nobody, and the name just stuck.
Alone in his room, Bod read through comic book after comic book, flipped through magazine after magazine, and daily devoured the funnies from the newspaper. This is how he first grew fond of Gary Larson and Charles Addams. When he was feeling well enough to be up and about, he lay on the couch and watched whatever television shows caught his interest, including the late-night specials that came on long after he would normally have to be in be in bed. Things like the Twilight Zone and the Alfred Hitchcock Hour. Then finally, when he was back on his paws again, he began making trips to the local library to browse through their collections in his spare time. There he discovered Poe and Clive Barker. They surprised him, they made him laugh, they made him shiver, and they made him look at the world anew - or perhaps
askew - and in doing so, they filled a space he hadn't even known was empty. When he'd read all he could read and watched all he could watch, he began trying his hand at imitation. Then he began to develop his own style. The rest is history.
He dreams of getting one of his cartoons, or maybe one of his larger illustrations, published.
