hundred days – day 93


For some reason, my drawings of Marc are getting far too close to looking like Fry from Futurama. Marc announced an end to his Ellerbisms strip today. Only a couple of months left to enjoy it so go read it now if you aren’t already.
Similarly go and have a look at Gabriel Ba and Fabio Moon’s work at their website here. Jamie McKelvie moderated the talk tonight wonderfully, though don’t let him know that. You can see his work here.
Quick update: Just as I was posting this, an actual thing happened which would have made a good comic for today. I sort of just bashed my head against the pointy corner of an open window. When I got off the floor cursing my clumsiness and clutching my head, I noticed blood dripping down my arms. That was worrying.
My lovely housemate Pip has just cleaned the wound and put my mind at ease that I haven’t uncovered part of my skull. Think I’m okay. My hair is covered in dried blood. You know you’ve been to a comic talk in a giant, upside-down inflatable cow when your hair is covered in dried blood.
hundred days – day 92

I’m okay. Nothing to panic about. Just a few worrying stomach pains and some horrid lethargy. But I’ve been resting up and taking care of myself this weekend so hopefully back to normal this week.
The reappearance of The Tomskulls – my silly little homage to the classic Beano strip, The Numskulls – was fun to draw and reminds me of my very first attempt at a “proper” comic back when I was a teen (think I must have been about fifteen?). Have a look here if you’re curious. Note the hilarious attempts to appear intelligent by showing myself reading Primo Levi…
The Numskulls was always one of my favourite strips in The Beano. It was a wonderfully bonkers but simple conceit that made perfect, logical sense to me as a child. It clearly stuck with me all these years…
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hundred days – day 90

Go look at Julia’s work over here and wish her a happy birthday here. One of the shining stars of the UK comics scene.
And look at that. Only ten days left.
hundred days – day 89

Ah, the pleasures of a night off…
So yeah, totally missed the boat on District 9 but thought it was pretty impressive. All big blockbuster films would do well to learn from it.
hundred days – day 88


(I completely understand why people would want to live outside of London… allow me one night of over-zealous, slightly drunken love for the city…)






