Arthur Radebaugh (1906-1974) was the master of the bulbous articulation. He peppered his speculations about the Future with antennae, domes, tendrils and scarcely a corner to be glimpsed. Most of his machines were humanoid even when no sensible person would expect it. Even his toasters looked as if they would crawl across the breakfast table and bite you.

Of course this was not to be the future but it amused and enthralled nevertheless. The scale of his imagination is in marked contrast to the confined spaces of his mobile studio.

National Oil's regular single page ads were a clear challenge for Radebaugh, without recourse to his lush fruity colours (e.g. Bohn). Yet his air-brush technique is so impeccable, so knowing, it doesn't seem to limit him.