This is kind of a remarkable story.
I don't know how long I've been a furry, but I know that by the time I was 10 years old, I had established a deep interest in cartoon animals. It was around that age that I wrote a story about a fox, which quickly became my favorite animal. When I was in college, in the years before I knew about the furry community, I was well known as being the kid with a love of cartoons and foxes, and to this day I still have an impressive collection of fox statuettes and stuffed animals I've collected over two decades.
I first came into the furry community in 1995, but had always stayed far on the outskirts, only occasionally meeting people, no going to cons, not really getting involved beyond the MUCKs. In 2009, I made the decision to get involved and see if I could contribute something to the community. By that time, I had used dozens of characters, many of them foxes. But somehow, after 14 years, none of them had really stuck with me. I'd never played a rabbit before, but when I felt a need to make a new character to identify myself to the community, I had this idea for a pro athlete rabbit. And it felt right. And I'm still not sure why.
For 4th of July, I visited my parents. They're in the process of emptying their house of 30 years, the same house I grew up in, and through that process they've dug up a lot of old stuff that's been forgotten in back closets and lonely corners. My mom pulled out this ceramic painting and had it waiting by the fireplace for me, in case I wanted to keep it.
It's amazing how the brain works. I haven't seen this picture in probably 30 years. I haven't thought about it for nearly as long. Not for a single moment had this picture crossed my mind for three decades, yet when I saw it, I immediately remembered it on the wall of my bedroom, a gift from my aunt given to my older brother, hanging there at eye-level for us to enjoy back when we were just toddlers sharing a room.
I took the picture home. I had to.
I have no idea who made this picture. It's painted plaster, and the side of it says THE PLASTER WORKS (C) 74
On the back is a stamp, Norwalk Statuary, 11667 (I think, ink is faded) The Plaza, Norwalk Square Shopping Center, Norwalk, CA 90650. I'm guessing that's where this was purchased. I can't find any signature on this, though the yellow car on the train seems to have a mark written in it that might be C&L.
I think now I know a little more about how Buck Hopper came to be.
I don't know how long I've been a furry, but I know that by the time I was 10 years old, I had established a deep interest in cartoon animals. It was around that age that I wrote a story about a fox, which quickly became my favorite animal. When I was in college, in the years before I knew about the furry community, I was well known as being the kid with a love of cartoons and foxes, and to this day I still have an impressive collection of fox statuettes and stuffed animals I've collected over two decades.
I first came into the furry community in 1995, but had always stayed far on the outskirts, only occasionally meeting people, no going to cons, not really getting involved beyond the MUCKs. In 2009, I made the decision to get involved and see if I could contribute something to the community. By that time, I had used dozens of characters, many of them foxes. But somehow, after 14 years, none of them had really stuck with me. I'd never played a rabbit before, but when I felt a need to make a new character to identify myself to the community, I had this idea for a pro athlete rabbit. And it felt right. And I'm still not sure why.
For 4th of July, I visited my parents. They're in the process of emptying their house of 30 years, the same house I grew up in, and through that process they've dug up a lot of old stuff that's been forgotten in back closets and lonely corners. My mom pulled out this ceramic painting and had it waiting by the fireplace for me, in case I wanted to keep it.
It's amazing how the brain works. I haven't seen this picture in probably 30 years. I haven't thought about it for nearly as long. Not for a single moment had this picture crossed my mind for three decades, yet when I saw it, I immediately remembered it on the wall of my bedroom, a gift from my aunt given to my older brother, hanging there at eye-level for us to enjoy back when we were just toddlers sharing a room.
I took the picture home. I had to.
I have no idea who made this picture. It's painted plaster, and the side of it says THE PLASTER WORKS (C) 74
On the back is a stamp, Norwalk Statuary, 11667 (I think, ink is faded) The Plaza, Norwalk Square Shopping Center, Norwalk, CA 90650. I'm guessing that's where this was purchased. I can't find any signature on this, though the yellow car on the train seems to have a mark written in it that might be C&L.
I think now I know a little more about how Buck Hopper came to be.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Miscellaneous
Species Rabbit / Hare
Size 1155 x 995px
File Size 455.2 kB
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