Friday, August 21, 2009

Approaching Hotel Mesmer


So, I've plotted the first episode of the story, involving a Swedenborgian gold miner of ill defined nationality, founder of a vaguely satanic gold mining enterprise somewhere on the Coromandel peninsula, affectionately known by his cosmopolitan and native digger labour force as "The Father of the Settlement". Much ugliness results when a shark is fished up by three itinerant types, shrunken Maori heads fall from its opened belly, and the Father of the Settlement enlists Big Ben and his butcher gang to steal the heads (to be used for occult gold divining purposes) from the local Maori tribe. Into this fray wanders "Bodell" (pictured above), a lapsed Chartist, Kingite sympathiser and AWOL from the Waikato front. Now it will take me a year turn it into black and white images.