Notes on cartography by American cartographer, Erwin Raisz (1893-1968). So neat and precise. This makes me want to draw maps.
I think these are all from Raisz’s 1962 book, PRINCIPLES OF CARTOGRAPHY.
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A map of Mongo by Alex Raymond. From the FLASH GORDON comic strip. It’s what George Lucas got it from, didn’t he? A jungle world, an ice world, a volcano world…
The New World: Sebastian Münster’s 1544 map was the first to show America as a continent.
A 1974 map of Legoland.
The world of the Fraggles: a nicely detailed map by the man who co-designed them, Michael Frith.
I love the addition of Uncle Travelling Matt, far left. For some reason he was my favorite Fraggle. I had an Uncle Matt doll and would photograph him in front of various interesting sights. One day, I put him up on a cliff and stepped back to take a picture, but he fell over and dropped into the sea. There his travels ended.
Michael K. Frith’s concept art and maps for Jim Henson’s Fraggle Rock.
The image quality is a little shaky here and there, but these are the best versions I could find.
Michael K. Frith’s concept art and maps for Jim Henson’s Fraggle Rock.
The image quality is a little shaky here and there, but these are the best versions I could find.
“Ye North Poole.” “Where ye echo lays.” “Ye longe walke of coole and shade.”
Parts of an old map showing the Victorian mansion, Friar Park. Image 6 is the complete map, but unfortunately its quality is quite poor; the big red building though is the main house.
Take a minute to study the details of George Harrison’s dark old lair, which housed a statue of a monk holding a frying pan with holes in it, the plaque reading, “Two Holy Friars”.
A handy map of the Batcave. By classic Batman artist, Dick Sprang.
A few fonts and things from WILLY WONKA AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY (1971). I always thought the candy in the film looked so unappetizing. Like jars of painted kidney stones. The chocolate river in the factory seemed filled with baby diarrhea or something, or like the murky stream near a refinery. But anyway—the film is a classic of course, and Gene Wilder is supreme in it: a cordial demon.
