Two drawings by Chuck Jones, circa 1980, stored in the same archive box. Top, sketch by Chuck Jones, graphite on 12 field animation paper; bottom, layout drawing by Chuck Jones for his 1980 “Soup or Sonic” segment in the television special, “Bugs Bunny Bustin’ Out All Over,” graphite and colored pencil on 12 field animation paper.
I’m going to squeeze him and hug him and call him George.
Rough key pose drawings, graphite on animation paper, by Chuck Jones for his 1961 Looney Tunes cartoon, “The Abominable Snow Rabbit”.
Background layouts by Maurice Noble, mixed media on 12 field animation paper, for the Chuck Jones directed 1966 television special, “Dr. Seuss’ How the Grinch Stole Christmas”.
The Rabbit Times. Original line drawing, graphite and India ink, by Chuck Jones, circa 1989, with its final color, hand-painted cel art, gouache on acetate. Chuck painted the ink line with a very fine brush over top of his graphite line. When the ink dried, his daughter Linda would erase the graphite drawing so that just the clean ink line was left for transfer to the cel.
So, yeah, there’s a Chuck Jones Center for Creativity in Costa Mesa, CA. It’s a public charity whose vision is a world where creativity is known and experienced in every discipline by the many, not just the few. Anyhoo, their fall fundraiser is coming up on October 11; it’s called “Creativity Season: A Looney Masquerade” and some of the artists they know have created masks that will be auctioned off that evening. This one is by Casey Leonard, titled “A Scent of Love”. Awesome, right?
If you can make it, tickets are $50 (1 ticket = 1 scholarship) or $100 for VIP tickets. Even if you can’t make the event, but would still like to buy a ticket (1 ticket = 1 scholarship), please do. Tickets are available here. It’ll make you feel good and it’ll help a worthy cause. (Regular programming will resume shortly, I promise.)
"I pierce you with the ack-ack of love, flower pot."
Top: original key pose drawing by Chuck Jones, graphite on 12 field animation paper, from his 1955 “Two Scent’s Worth”. Backgrounds from the same cartoon, (layouts by Robert Gribbroek, backgrounds by Philip DeGuard), gouache on art board, each measuring 10.5” x 12.5”.
"If you make a fool of yourself in front of a cat, he will sneer at you, if you are sober; he will leave the room if you are drunk. If you make a fool of yourself in front of a dog, he will make a fool of himself, too." —Chuck Jones
Concept drawings for a proposed advertising campaign for Gaines dog food by Chuck Jones. Graphite and colored pencil on 12 field animation paper, circa late 1960s.
Photo: Linda Jones with a ribbon for dressage and her father, Chuck Jones, circa 1949.
Chuck Jones was a prolific letter writer and he kept a carbon copy of every one he wrote. Here’s one from 1954 when Linda was at boarding school in Arizona:
Thirsday (Thirstdate) uh…yeh.
Post # 55
How can I have spring fever when it isn’t even Autumn? I’m s lonesome as a penguin in a sandstorm; I’m as stormy as a sanguine in a pen. Don’t be lazy you little beast, look up sanguine in the dictionary. However, I’ll give you a clue: the butler is the up-stairs maid’s lover, but the first foot-man was aware that the Bolivian Embassy Café had been rifled by a man named Winchester who was exactly 76 years old.
The street in front of the studio is being severely scarred by a number of unlikely looking machines, one of which is approximately two hundred and seven feet, ten inches long and chews a hole in the street nine feet wide by twenty feet deep. This is followed by a clamshell digger to pick up clamshells left at lunch by the workers. Then a largish crane shambles up and sloppily lowers an eight by thirty foot pipe into the hole where it is welded together by men known in the trade as “Welders”. This pie will extend from the Colorado River to San Pedro…No, no, now wait…it must be this damn diet, confections of all sorts seem to sneak into my conversations. New start: This pipe will eventually extend and carry water from the Colorado River to San Pedro, where I presume it will be dumped into the Pacific Ocean. What won’t science think of next?
Did you hear of the captain who found a beautiful stowaway in Number 2 hold and took her to his cabin and showed her number 3 hold?
Then there was the man who made two crossings of the Atlantic without taken a bath…the dirty double-crosser.
Had a pleasant visit with Dr. Mumler yesterday who was pleased to announce that my virus was still lurking in my veins and arteries. My blood sedimentation rate is up you’ll be pleased to know, rather like a small-scale Bologna Creek I gather, pleasantly sludgy and rife with eel-grass. He seemed quite pleased, said he’d never seen this particular virus flourish in a human body, said it was hard enough to keep it going in the laboratory with the help of yogurt cultures. He patted me gently on the shoulder like a Leyden flask and told me not to worry, that the stuff was not contagious. He said to continue on with the old yeast only to force it when I felt low. I said I always felt low about something, what about that? He said only when I felt low physically. I asked him when I felt who low physically? He tapped me gently on the bridge of the nose with his reflex hammer and shot me out into the corridor where I sat quietly reading a poster for Forest Lawn Cemetery until Dottie found me and carried me sobbing to the car.
If any of the above seems to indicate that I am trying to be whimsical when really sick, quite the opposite is true. I am getting sick trying to be whimsical. The truth of the matter is that I am in magnificent health, strong as Camembert, erect as wet Kleenex, a boon to my companions, a delight to my family and a breeding place for a small innocuous virus name of sam. He is so innocuous that he can’t even carry a capital letter on his name. Nevertheless he is mine.
As Dottie may have mentioned, we are going to Laramie Oct. 29 and will return through Albuquerque to Phoenix where we will spend the week of October 1…pardon..November 1st to 7th. We will either see you in Phoenix or at the ranch or preferably both depending on how available the Merkley car is.
Until later I remain your devoted papa. Je vous adore…