"Sabrina, The Teenage Witch" image from ultimatedisney.com.
by Kevin Wollenweber
As you probably know by now if you’ve stumbled across this page within the last couple of days, my blogging partner Rachel Newstead and I are thinking of expanding the scope of this blog to include comments on other media, as much as we can with our limited resources, and whatever else is going on in our lives.
I know that Rachel will intrigue you with her memories and current viewpoints and, hopefully (gulp), I can come up with an intriguing point or two.
So what changed my blogger’s viewpoint within the past few months? Well, I really enjoy animation and know that it still remains the most flexible of all the art forms. Or at least it is the stepping-off point at which all or most imagery in film exists, again from my own perspective.
As I have stated before, I could easily be accused of far too much TV watching. At the time I began watching extensively as a kid, TV was already being hailed as this vast wasteland, and not the medium of hope that some originally saw. While I agree that TV will never be this artistic variety that we all hope it could possibly turn into, there are some ridiculous things that I have committed to memory over the years as twisted pop art, and that includes TV commercials.
