Entry 017
Shut Your Hand
Your hands are no longer assigned to this puppet.
Fuck the Strings is an ongoing journal documenting my life and experiences inside contemporary puppetry — the making of puppets, performances, commissions, contacts, and the strange intimacy of giving objects a voice.
This is not a portfolio or a shop. It is a record of practice.
Entry 016
Blue Toad
Right address but no Toad by that name lives here.
Entry 015
Got No Strings
Manual to automatic.
Entry 014
Vultures started to Circle
Mourning interrupted by offers.
Entry 013
Death & Storage Fees
Ashes to ashes. Direct debit to direct debit.
Entry 012
History Repeating
Remembering just enough to repeat it.
Entry 011
The Drop
What could possibly go wrong?
Entry 010
Broken String
The String That Broke the Puppeteer’s Back
Entry 009
Meet the Folker
Collaboration, With Conditions.
Entry 008
Pizza with Karl Wobbleby
Art, life, and becoming a non-qualified therapist.
Entry 007
How I got into Puppetry
How I found puppetry.
Entry 006
All Marionettes Are Puppets, Not All Puppets Are Marionettes
Tears and Explanations
Entry 005
UNIMP Board Meeting
Formality, Nods, and Occasional Progress.
Entry 004
Covent Garden May Fayre & Puppet Festival
Dated figures, well past their prime — and Punch and Judy.
Entry 003
Puppet Boat
Socalising with the past, complaining about the present.
Entry 002
Working the Streets
In the beginning, there was a pavement.
Entry 001
Meeting Monty Le Chew
Monty the veteran puppeteer best known for Velco from Clouds and his leadership in the UK puppetry world.