The Fluttering of Elastic Motors

Big ol'drawing made, at great length, after my visit to the Imperial War Museum.

It depresses me that every generation goes to war having been brought up hearing how great the last one was. Boys grow up playing soldiers, though I've never noticed any little girls playing war widows.
Not my favourite museum, I guess.

Problem Sleuth

Some weird fanart I did a few weeks ago for a comic I'm fond of. No, I don't know either.

www.mspaintadventures.com - Seriously, read everything on this site.

So This Is The New Year-

My final piece from my last uni project. Materials: Fineliner, brush pen, blue felt tip, many many tins of soup and an ingenious tent over my desk- to fend off Old Man Starvation and Old Man Hypothermia, respectively..

Chess and Love

So last night I got a little job from a friend that had to be finished for the next morning. I relish a challenge, so off I went.
Eight hours later, thirty-four page bound book, containing nineteen illustrations of reasonable quality. Not bad at all.
The client's got it now, but here's what the cover looked like.

Harry's Work Space

Trying to get some sense of the interior of my new house for a comic I'm doing about moving in.
Here we have the studio of Harry, my colleague and collaborator.

John's Famous Car of Meat and Cheese

Why I don't go to the apple store

...I'm sure no good can come of this whole 'art as therapy' kick I'm on lately.

Hit them in the scripture, Rosie

Come to think of it, the moral is probably a more specific "Rosie is awesome", but anyone who's met her should know that already.

I go off the deep end on a guy who probably didn't deserve it

Um...yeah. So I was drawing some leaves by the side of the road when a guy like this came by, nearly clocking me in the head with his swinging water bottle. My day had not been ideal up till that point, and thus I was moved to record the youth's foolish appearance and manner of speaking. Then later on when I was scanning it, I decided that it might benefit from a little captioning. The results I present below.









...I feel much better now.

I wish I dreamed more.

Yeah, this was a pretty good one.

Do Not Disturb

Student houses are like beehives. Everyone has a little space to fit into.

Living signs

These guys depress me unspeakably. And what is a 'golf sale' anyway?

Times we miss

I wish it was the Seventies.
Harry thinks he belongs in the Seventeenth Century.
Sophia misses being seven,
And Sophie would prefer to live in the 1870s, when apparently things were better.

So I've been reading Joe Sacco lately.
His arts's interesting, because he's so practiced and finessed at the environments and background details that tell the reader hey, he actually was there, but chooses to make all the people he draws grotesque and weirdly proportioned.. He's just really damn good at drawing ugly people. He's illustrated his travels across the middle East, Bosnia and other places with a host of characters that are just about on the good sidely of 'badly drawn'. Also, everything has big gross teeth.
He extends this to himself, as he is always depicted as a sort of eyeless, big-lipped goblin. This is a pretty smart way of avoiding the reputation for narcissism and self-obsession that hangs around other autobiographical cartoonists. Had a go myself, but I'm just too darn pretty.

Depressed zines

Looking back on my old sketchbooks (I have many. Like a thigh-high tower of them), I was recalling a singular period two years ago when I was feeling both very creative and very hard-done-by. Since I'm thinking of doing something similar, if perhaps a little more upbeat, I thought I'd stick a few of them up here to remind myself.

This beekeeping life

This is an inane comic strip I used to spend a lot of thought on, for reasons now unclear to me. Still, I was remembering it fondly, and decided I'd see if the magic was still there. Marvel:




Er, yeah. So that's what that is. Moving on now.

Me being Kate Beaton

So I've been reading Kate Beaton's webcomic lately. I don't know if it's her cute style, imitated above, or the fact that reading for long enough makes me feel like I've had a few drinks with a bunch of history students.
Anyway, I've been reading and listening to a lot of history lately, so I thought I'd give something similar a go. Here are a few modest examples.

...Well, I enjoyed it, even if you didn't.

We're cute

Been having a bit of fun with the differing shapes and types represented by the happy folks I live with. What a fine bunch.

Homelessness in London, further initial work

These two upstanding Londoners were kind enough to grant me a brief portrait sessions in exchange for modest donations.