#stingray gerry anderson

[barrycoganart]

Anything can happen in the next half-hour!

Well, it’s been sometime since I’ve successfully done an image of Gerry Anderson's Stingray. But after nearly 9 years, here it is. An image of Stingray launching into action from its base to keep the worlds oceans safe. Enjoy!

[uniwolfcorn]

🎉Happy Anderson Day, Everyone!~🎉

As a way to celebrate, I made my favorite characters from each Gerry Anderson show I've watched into Bluey dogs with a picrew!~

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Mike Mercury (Supercar)

Dr. Venus (Fireball XL5)

Phones Lee Sheridan (Stingray)

Alan Tracy (Thunderbirds)

Lieutenant Green/Seymour Griffiths (Captain Scarlet. There isn't any green fur, so I had to improvise)

Joe McCain (Joe 90)

Father Urwin (Secret Service)

Tiger Ninestein (Terrahawks. Btw don't judge me I like him okay XD)

Sam Scott (Firestorm)

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[atomic-chronoscaph]

Stingray (1964)

[teapotteringabout]

It's Stingray's 60th Anniversary

It's a while since I last posted fanart but part of that is because I've been working on and off on this big boi. Only the best for Stingray's 60th 💅

Just think, it's 60 years since it first aired and here we are today celebrating it, still loving it. I don't think the Andersons or anyone at AP Films imagined how timeless and enduring it would be

[dragonoffantasyandreality]

Protecting his little "brother".

Going back to inking as warm up before Karate >:3

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[avengedbiologist]

Happy Gerry Anderson day!

Glad I could finally get this idea done (it's been in my head for 2 years now how awful), thought I should actually do sommat for GA day (mainly cause I've been so focused on other stuff it's nice to go back to it) but also not to be a sop but without GA and the shows created I would not have many friends at all, I've met so many people via these shows (mainly tbirds obvs) and I'm so glad for it! So love y'all and enjoy Ur day!

[notanothermikey]

Finally got round to visiting the Gerry Anderson exhibition in Lichfield!

Saw Captain Troy Tempest himself!

[chernobog13]

A couple of Aquaphibians, the underwater bad guys from the series Stingray (1964).

[siryl]

"Stingray" by Matthew Teevan.

[skymaiden32]

Happy Gerry Anderson Day my peeps! ^^

Tumblr kills the quality so click to view! ^^

(this took me 12 hours ;-;)

[river-sam]

“Can I Apply for Public relations department of WASP?”

Stingray sidearm arrived. It’s really fantastic! I like this so much🦭

[eddycrosbyartist]

The lovely Marina from Gerry Anderson’s Stingray (1964) Acrylic on hardboard A4

[thunderbirdsera]

Thunderbirds

Stingray

[emtb319]

I finally caught it on video. My youngest likes to tell me that he 'doesn't like' the 'puppet' shows, but he secretly likes Fireball XL5 and Stingray.

[teapotteringabout]

Fellow undersea races, ever wanted to blend in with the surface-dwellers?

I made these as a little bit of fun (and a potential icebreaker) and handed them out at the concert. I'm so thrilled people enjoyed them, even if I was implying their human disguises needed work lmao

It's also the first time I've printed off any of my Anderson art outside of Christmas cards 🙃 I dunno, it's just nice holding your art

[dragonoffantasyandreality]

⛈️Boys of the Storm⛈️

Thought about the Elderly Trio again and ended up conjuring up a cute fluff fic about them <3

Enjoy the fluff! 😁

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The heavy rain crashed on the roof of their holiday cabin, wind howled loudly by their window and thunder boomed in the sky. They watched the trees sway and bend by the force of nature. Showing its terrible power.

"I hate storms!" The young Samuel Shore growled in dismay, thumping his foot near the well shut door with a big window, "They has always been a bad sign!"

Jeff Tracy, well off in his early 20's, smiled sympathetically and pointed at the said storm at the window.

"I'm sure it'll pass! Its not the first time we've gone through this," he said as he took a bite of the cooked fish cake on a stick.

The 15-year-old turned around with puffed up chest and a serious expression on his face in front of his older friend.

"My Uncle once said, 'Be wary of storms! They are a death sentence if yer don't gosh darn know how to navigate yer ship through them', " he jabbed his thumb towards his heart, "And I take his advice like its my precious memory!"

Jeff let out a heart-felt chuckle when he spotted the 12-year-old Charles Gray by the glass sliding doors. Sitting with his legs crossed, staring pensively at the chaos outside. Showing no reaction to the bright flash of lightning or the scary boom of thunder.

The young adult got up from his spot by the fireplace, gently asking Sammie to watch the fire and the food as he walked towards the doors, taking some of the fishcake sticks with him.

He sat down next to the young British boy, handing him one of the sticks to him.

Charles, without looking, took it wordlessly. Eyes kept on the dark skies as he began munching on his food.

"What were you thinking about, Charlie Boy?" Jeff asked, taking another bite of his fishcake.

"Aman..." the boy answered, his pronounced English accent combined with his quiet voice made it almost impossible to understand at first hearing.

"Pardon, could you repeat that again?" The young man raised a brow.

"I said, 'a man'."

With a sound of understanding, Jeff leaned in a little closer with curiousity.

"What man?" he gently asked.

After a small moment of silence, the dark-haired little boy replied.

"I was thinking about that man who gave me the most delicious sandwich."

"Oooh. Who was that man? A friend of yours?" his older friend perked up.

"No. A complete stranger. He's Japanese, that I remember... I wonder where he is now?" Charles spoke to himself and answering to Jeff at the same time.

Which it wasn't uncommon for his youngest friend to do. His head had always seemed to be in the clouds... and in reality, all at once.

He could be one scary decisive strategist, if he grows up to be one, Jefferson thought. Granted, he has yet to join the Air Force to know fully what a strategist does.

"So... Why did he gave you a sandwich?" he continued his questioning.

"Because I was sad. Remember, how I lost my grandfather?"

He remembered. His mother was friends with the Grays. And how the death of one their oldest family members devastated their son, as he used look up to the old Navy veteran.

And it was Jeff's idea for him and Samuel to befriend with the lonely at the time 6-year old Charlie.

However, when they got to met him, he had mysteriously perked up.

As if Charles had just met with a dawning sun in the horizon.

"So he was the guy who cheered you up then, huh?" was Sammie's huffed quip as the grumpy sea pup arrived at their spot, leaning above both of them.

"Shouldn't you be watching the fire?" Jeff smirked up at him.

"Aren't ya getting cold over here?" Samuel retorted, "Y'all becoming icebergs, by the way you're shaking..."

Charles immediately got up and walked directly to the fireplace. Chuckling, Sammie followed along with Jeff.

The oldest took his seat and threw another few logs into the still burning fire.

From the corner of his eye, he watched the two sea pups snuggled together under the blanket, Sammie taking two sticks of boiled prawns from the soup and passed one to Charles.

"So... About that man? You're thinking of finding him?" Jefferson began, taking his own stick of food.

"I want find him!" the English boy proclaimed through his mouthful of food.

Sammie, with an enormous grin, clapped his friend by the shoulder.

"We're with ya, buddy! We always do things together!" He then turned towards their older friend with bright glimmer in his eyes, "Right, Jeff?"

"Sure..." Jeff slowly nodded with a warm smile, "We will."