I've been working on German translations of my James Bond covers for the publisher Cross Cult.
Revisiting them allowed me to redo the Thunderball cover which printed disappointingly for Penguin (there were no time for print proofs).
Green is the hardest colour to reproduce and work with, Turner avoided it like the plague! Discussing it with my wife, she felt sexy and green was an oxymoron, it being go to colour for alien and ill. I remembered Tretchikoffs' "Green Lady" and how it was the biggest selling mass made print of all time, so clearly green and appealing is possible.
I'm really happy with the redux. Hopefully an English version will be added to the PRINTS soon.
Also in the Bond-i-verse, I've written a short piece for Life & Style magazine about my favourite Bond girl, Jane Seymour:
As a kid in 1980s Britain, James Bond films were always shown on TV the last Sunday of the school holidays, a final glamorous treat before returning to the uniformed drudge. Live and Let Die was the first of the Bond films that really hooked me, that fantastic McCartney title song and the exotic New Orleans and Jamaican locations, all Voodoo and grooviness. I knew Roger Moore from The Saint and The Persuders and he fit the campiness of the film perfectly - good with the gadgets and the girls.
Ah yes, the girls. In Live and let Die his main squeeze is Solitaire, played by Jane Seymour. To my teenage mind, Jane Seymour was the perfect looking woman. A flawless English Rose with flowing long hair and everything else following along very nicely thank you. In the film, her character has psychic powers in the service of villain Mr Big, which will evaporate if she loses her "innocence". We had so much in common me and Solitaire, both British, the whole virgin thing and the magic powers, well, two out of three ain't bad.
Solitaire is all vulnerability and feminine longing, a caged bird to be freed by our hero. He tricks her in to his bed with a loaded pack of Tarot cards all depicting "The Lovers". He'd have to buy boxes and boxes of Tarot to pull off that trick, quite an act of foreplay Mr Bond.
Jane's prime role in the film is to look fantastic in a series of amazing costumes. She does wear disappointingly more clothes than most Bond girls (her bejeweled peacock psychic robe boasts an attached tarot card table!), but then she is playing an ingenue. An ingenue who gets caught a lot. Her final voodoo sacrificial scenes are terrific in flowing white robes. What a waste for mankind it would have been for her to meet her end in a coffin full of snakes.