“...while flying back from Europe...we were over northern Iceland and Greenland. Flight is conducive to fantasy. I saw those great, white, unblemished fields. Huge snow fields ten miles wide and ten miles high. And the animator came out in me and got greedy. I thought, if I could only take a giant pencil, a burnt tree or something, and draw on that great cold piece of paper… how wonderful, how wonderful.”--Chuck Jones
David says:
Sounds like an opportunity for some truly huge Earth Art.
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ryanne says:
Who knew such poeticness was going on in Chuck’s brain? After splatting Wile E. so many times on screen, I’m impressed that he thought such peaceful thoughts when presented with a perfect landing spot for a catapulted toon. I can see the puff of snow now…