The landscape south of Cairns, Australia, is sugarcane country, and narrow gage cane trains run through it. Here is a fleeting glimpse of one of the cute little locomotives.
I'd like to see it barrel through a giant dollop of Foamy shaving cream. It could also stand to be layered in cane toads and engineered by Manhog. Still, it is a fine train, even a la carte.
The implied existence of a factory manufacturing these little trains and the rails for them to run on give me ideas for carnival rides galore. And yes, Manhog would be the perfect engineer for that.
I was born in the foothills of the San Gabriel Mountains in Southern California and enjoyed an exciting childhood full of poetry and paroniria among the snakes, rats and tarantulas of that enchanted realm. I eventually grew into an inquisitive bearlike man who has had three exciting careers; garbage collector, merry-go-round-operator and cartoonist. Some of my work is collected in THE BOOK OF JIM, THE FRANK BOOK and SEEING THINGS (all published by Fantagraphics) and in various toys, fabrics, prints and urban legends. Thank you for your interest.
2 Comments:
I'd like to see it barrel through a giant dollop of Foamy shaving cream. It could also stand to be layered in cane toads and engineered by Manhog. Still, it is a fine train, even a la carte.
The implied existence of a factory manufacturing these little trains and the rails for them to run on give me ideas for carnival rides galore. And yes, Manhog would be the perfect engineer for that.
Post a Comment
<< Home