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This is an early test animation for Mistor made some time before Email. It doesn’t make a lick of sense because it was straight ahead animation done in an evening as a sort of proof of concept and “I made you something” gift for an old girlfriend. The visual language is based heavily off the little cartoons I’d draw into the margins of my overly long and drippy love letters. Those little doodles would eventually spawn some comic strips in my sketchbook which would eventually become the Email cartoon which would eventually meet your mom and fall in love and that’s how you were born!!

If you want me to translate the awful cartoon, here is the epic story:

Mistor seems to be flying about wildly like he used to do a lot until I got lazy around WTF. He comes to a stop, and then he does some sort of awkwardly animated bounce thing. Your guess is as good as mine. He has presumably broken the forth wall here and has seen the viewer, because hearts suddenly appear. Mistor is having an visual hallucination and can see the hearts. He feels threatened by commitment, or perhaps just enjoys being aloof. Maybe he is gay?

He isn’t gay, but that’s a hard sell his love of wieners.

Mistor flees from love. Perhaps this was my subconscious trying to tell me something at the time. Now that Mistor has left the frame, I apparently decided this cartoon needed to make less sense. I introduce my long forgotten character “Robot who chases cookies”. Seriously. He is a shitty little robot who only wants cookies but cannot have any because my parents screwed up something when they raised me and now I have to draw cute little things being disappointed or injured.

Now Mistor flies back in, love in hot pursuit, to eat the cookies. The robot who chases cookies is all alone without any cookies to chase. Fuck you little robot who only wanted some cookies.

Hell if I know.

This video also reminded me that I enjoy Grandaddy