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The Clay Models

In an attempt to move away from the more dangerous things in life, such as hmanely catching rabbits, flying to the moon in search of Wedneslydale or sheeprustling, Messrs. Wallace and Gromit, formerly of Anti-Pesto, have taken up part-time modeling for Harvey Nichols.

They present us with an amazing transformation, which, in a wierd way, actually looks cracking great!
The campaign is brought to your poppers by DDB London with photography by Giles Revell.


Wallace: Prince of Wales check grey two-piece suit by Paul Smith
Gromit: Ray Ban Wayfarer sunglasses and purple stripe silk scarf by Duchamp.



Wallace: navy cashmere jacket and silk tapered trousers by Alexander McQueen, Dolce & Gabbana fitted white shirt and Giorgio Armani tie.
Gromit: navy silk Paul Smith scarf



Lady Tottington: black draped jersey ‘Acorn’ dress by Alexander McQueen, red patent ‘Triclo’ shoes by Christian Louboutin and metallic bronze ’Puffy’ bag by Zagliani


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Comments

iceah said…
my son has a copy of this dog is he named bernard? he enjoys it a lot c:
Caram said…
Did he ever watch the films? They're absolutely brilliant and loads of fun for the entire family! Also the handcrafted stop-motion animation, is mind-blowing.

But for now: Hurray for Bernard!
Caram said…
and bernard is actually called Gromit :-)>
iceah said…
i saw the shaun the sheep series, is it also stop motion animation? wow that's a lot of time and patience to finish especially in a full length movie.
iceah said…
my cousin used to do his own version of motion stop animation movie using an old vcr. it took him a very long time just to finish a few seconds of action on film. using his own toys and figurines, but it's worth the effort and a lot of fun doing it specially watching it c:
Caram said…
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Caram said…
I think about 2000 people worked on the Curse of the Were-Rabbit, the feature film. If you like that kind of laid-back English humour, it a very enjoyable watch.

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