Once again, I've been a touch busy/tired/lazy lately, so this is the first for three weeks.
Link of the Day: Saturday Morning Watchmen
Link2: Holiday Complaints
Saturday, 21 March 2009
Sketchbook: Massive Scoop
Once again, I've been a touch busy/tired/lazy lately, so this is the first for three weeks.
Link of the Day: Saturday Morning Watchmen
Link2: Holiday Complaints
Saturday, 28 February 2009
Keith. Just a Regular Guy. Pages 1 - 4
This is an idea I had a few months ago. I drew the first few pages and these are they. I haven't really done much else to it, and I'm not exactly sure where it's going, but I'm looking forward to having time to finish (or at least continue) it.
Link of the Day: Twitter. I have succumbed.
Link of the Day: Twitter. I have succumbed.
Friday, 20 February 2009
Sketchbook: Brothel/Bead Head/Detached
Seeing as I was utterly rubbish and uploaded nothing last weekend, with no excuse whatsoever other than "I couldn't be bothered", this week I'm releasing a triple A side.
And here they are:
Links of the Day (three cartoons, three links):
An Amazing, Amazing World, Wasted on Crappy Idiots (thanks to Clare via Facebook)
KITTENS! (thanks to Elliot via the Joinee forum)
Obama's Elf (thanks to Heulwen via the Joinee forum)
And here they are:
Links of the Day (three cartoons, three links):
An Amazing, Amazing World, Wasted on Crappy Idiots (thanks to Clare via Facebook)
KITTENS! (thanks to Elliot via the Joinee forum)
Obama's Elf (thanks to Heulwen via the Joinee forum)
Thursday, 5 February 2009
Sketchbook: Post...
A double issue this week, a day or two early. I'm going to try and get to Exeter before the snow does tomorrow for my brother's wedding this weekend, so I'm going with a quick Sketchbook job again (I do have a Movie They Never Made planned...)
Both of these I sketched along the same theme on the way home on the Northern Line yesterday evening.
Link of the Day: Alternative Press Fair - I went to this on Sunday and was overwhelmed by the number of different cool zines and comics that were on display. I had to do at least two laps of the club before I could bring myself to touch anything. The production quality of the vast majority of the comics was achingly good. Sadly, I was a bit too tired on this particular occasion to stick around for the open mic evening, but I shall endeavour to next time around (whenever that is).
It's held in St Aloysius Social Centre near Euston but, like I say, I don't really know how often. I hope it's not too long. You can join the Facebook group to stay up to date.
[Edit] Should have just clicked my own link - they're about every six months.
Both of these I sketched along the same theme on the way home on the Northern Line yesterday evening.
Link of the Day: Alternative Press Fair - I went to this on Sunday and was overwhelmed by the number of different cool zines and comics that were on display. I had to do at least two laps of the club before I could bring myself to touch anything. The production quality of the vast majority of the comics was achingly good. Sadly, I was a bit too tired on this particular occasion to stick around for the open mic evening, but I shall endeavour to next time around (whenever that is).
It's held in St Aloysius Social Centre near Euston but, like I say, I don't really know how often. I hope it's not too long. You can join the Facebook group to stay up to date.
[Edit] Should have just clicked my own link - they're about every six months.
Monday, 2 February 2009
Another Interlude to Proceedings...
A couple of years ago I made these snowmen when the school I worked in was closed because of the weather.
It happened again today (different school though), so I donned my polar buff and arctic jacket, armed myself with a broken spatula and my house keys, and set off for Waterlow Park in Highgate.
And found it locked.
But I also found people climbing the wall. Several people told me that the park had earlier been open but then closed on Health & Safety grounds (creating the marvellous H&S risk that is people climbing over walls), but I later found out from The Man From Arusha that the man had never come to unlock it in the first place, because he couldn't get there.
And so after lifting a couple of small boys over into the park, I was able to set about starting this year's creation. I had been thinking of several snowmen in a ten-pin bowling themed massacre, but realised very quickly how much work that would involve, and decided against it.
My friend Amy suggested that since it is Groundhog today I should either do a ground hog, or Andie MacDowell's face. Andie McDowell's face was quickly ruled out on the grounds that I don't know how to airbrush a snow sculpture, and I'm not entirely familiar with the anatomy of a groundhog.
So I did this beaver instead:
And I was quite please with the result. It was originally going to be wearing a top hat, but I couldn't do the brim, so it ended up with a fez instead. And a frock coat.
Passers-by seemed contradictory as to whether it is a boy or a girl, but I'm fairly sure it's a girl. One person asked me if I snowsculpt for a living, which pleased me, although by no means could I be bothered to get it perfect - it took me two hours as it was, and I was knackered by the end of it. I'm still slightly annoyed about the face though. I tried so hard to use clean snow but I obviously cocked up somewhere.
All I need to do now is some work. And make soup.
The full photo set: Clicky
It happened again today (different school though), so I donned my polar buff and arctic jacket, armed myself with a broken spatula and my house keys, and set off for Waterlow Park in Highgate.
And found it locked.
But I also found people climbing the wall. Several people told me that the park had earlier been open but then closed on Health & Safety grounds (creating the marvellous H&S risk that is people climbing over walls), but I later found out from The Man From Arusha that the man had never come to unlock it in the first place, because he couldn't get there.
And so after lifting a couple of small boys over into the park, I was able to set about starting this year's creation. I had been thinking of several snowmen in a ten-pin bowling themed massacre, but realised very quickly how much work that would involve, and decided against it.
My friend Amy suggested that since it is Groundhog today I should either do a ground hog, or Andie MacDowell's face. Andie McDowell's face was quickly ruled out on the grounds that I don't know how to airbrush a snow sculpture, and I'm not entirely familiar with the anatomy of a groundhog.
So I did this beaver instead:
And I was quite please with the result. It was originally going to be wearing a top hat, but I couldn't do the brim, so it ended up with a fez instead. And a frock coat.
Passers-by seemed contradictory as to whether it is a boy or a girl, but I'm fairly sure it's a girl. One person asked me if I snowsculpt for a living, which pleased me, although by no means could I be bothered to get it perfect - it took me two hours as it was, and I was knackered by the end of it. I'm still slightly annoyed about the face though. I tried so hard to use clean snow but I obviously cocked up somewhere.
All I need to do now is some work. And make soup.
The full photo set: Clicky
Saturday, 31 January 2009
Sketchbook: Railway Bridge
This is another doodle I did in the Autumn. I'm sure I can make work much better but I still haven't worked out how...
Link of the Day: Butterflies
Link of the Day: Butterflies
Thursday, 29 January 2009
Around The Houses by Baron Curfew
Sorry for no update at the weekend - my brother's stag night took preference over artistic pursuits.
I wasn't going to update again until the weekend, but this is quite exciting. In September I agreed to illustrate the cover of my friend Andy's book, Around The Houses. It's a collection of short stories for children, about inanimate objects coming to life in the home...
...(not as scary as it sounds)...
The story I based the cover on is about Kenny the Kettle, who is a brand new kettle out of the box, going through the arduous ordeal of proving himself to his fellow kitchen appliances. It's finally been published.
Here are the covers:
And you can buy the book here.
(PS I don't actually get any money for this - I did it as a favour. Just so you know...)
I wasn't going to update again until the weekend, but this is quite exciting. In September I agreed to illustrate the cover of my friend Andy's book, Around The Houses. It's a collection of short stories for children, about inanimate objects coming to life in the home...
...(not as scary as it sounds)...
The story I based the cover on is about Kenny the Kettle, who is a brand new kettle out of the box, going through the arduous ordeal of proving himself to his fellow kitchen appliances. It's finally been published.
Here are the covers:
And you can buy the book here.
(PS I don't actually get any money for this - I did it as a favour. Just so you know...)
Sunday, 18 January 2009
Camera Boy, Part Two
Camera Boy continues...
(Clicky for Part One)
THE HORROR! THE HORROR!
The newspapers all ran the story on their front pages.
BOY'S CAMERA STICKS TO FACE!
DOCTORS IN RACE AGAINST TIME IN CAMERA BOY CASE
MEDICAL EXPERTS BAFFLED BY BOY'S CAMERA DRAMA
FOOT AND MOUTH DISEASE TO BLAME!, SAYS DAIRY FARMER
The Biscuit Tax, on the other hand,
Much to the politicians delight,
Was relegated out of sight.
Deep inside the papers' pages,
It lingered near stories of heroic cats.
Few people noticed that their favourite snacks
Had come under such political attack.
Meanwhile!
The boy was sat up in his hospital bed.
He'd been prodded and poked and probed.
He'd been measured and massaged and manhandled.
It truly was a mystery to behold,
A story the like of which had never been told.
There was no explanation.
They tried warming him up
And cooling him down,
Strapping him to a chair
And spinning him round.
They tied string to the camera
And slammed the door,
But all it achieved
Was to make his face sore.
They simply ran dry of ideas for finding a cure,
Until...
A light started flashing
On and off,
On and off,
On and off.
"Of course!" cried a young doctor watching over the boy
In the first medical task given to him since he'd qualified.
"Of course!" he cried!
"His memory card is still inside!
Perhaps if we can tease it out and look closely at the pics,
We'll find what caused this freakery and how it can be fixed!"
The young doctor went on to explain that he was something of a photography enthusiast,
He knew that the light indicated the memory card was full, because he'd owned the same type of camera in the past.
He then said some other things about pixels and focal lengths that the more experienced physicians did not understand,
For they had no interest in such technology.
(And why should they?
Their area of expertise was neurology.)
So, with his superiors' permission,
The young doctor made his mission
The finding of the relevant clip
To release the camera's memory chip.
Now, he already knew (having once owned the same model before) that such a clip was to be found on the underside of the camera,
And when he investigated further, found said clip to be located
Perilously close to the boy's nose (and he worried that he would irritate it).
Alarmed,
The young doctor raced out the door,
To go consult the consultants once more.
"I do not mean to be a burden," said he to them,
"I know I can be such a bore."
"Nonsense!"
They cried together.
"It is your job to query and opine.
Now please do continue,
We wish to know what's on your mind."
Continued the young doctor,
"The memory card can be removed with ease,
But I'm afraid it's likely that the boy will sneeze."
Said the elder of the two elder doctors,
"I see the problem you expect.
For how are we to know
What unforeseen effects
Such a sneeze may bestow?"
Said the other doctor who was in a more senior position to the young doctor, but who was the elder doctor's younger,
"Nevertheless,"
He said.
"Nevertheless."
The meaning of this word, the young doctor did hardly need to ask,
For he knew to set about his task.
The unknown risk was worth the gain
Of finding the cause of this child's pain.
TO BE CONTINUED...
***
Link of the day: Where the Streets have Bad Names
(Clicky for Part One)
THE HORROR! THE HORROR!
The newspapers all ran the story on their front pages.
BOY'S CAMERA STICKS TO FACE!
DOCTORS IN RACE AGAINST TIME IN CAMERA BOY CASE
MEDICAL EXPERTS BAFFLED BY BOY'S CAMERA DRAMA
FOOT AND MOUTH DISEASE TO BLAME!, SAYS DAIRY FARMER
The Biscuit Tax, on the other hand,
Much to the politicians delight,
Was relegated out of sight.
Deep inside the papers' pages,
It lingered near stories of heroic cats.
Few people noticed that their favourite snacks
Had come under such political attack.
Meanwhile!
The boy was sat up in his hospital bed.
He'd been prodded and poked and probed.
He'd been measured and massaged and manhandled.
It truly was a mystery to behold,
A story the like of which had never been told.
There was no explanation.
They tried warming him up
And cooling him down,
Strapping him to a chair
And spinning him round.
They tied string to the camera
And slammed the door,
But all it achieved
Was to make his face sore.
They simply ran dry of ideas for finding a cure,
Until...
A light started flashing
On and off,
On and off,
On and off.
"Of course!" cried a young doctor watching over the boy
In the first medical task given to him since he'd qualified.
"Of course!" he cried!
"His memory card is still inside!
Perhaps if we can tease it out and look closely at the pics,
We'll find what caused this freakery and how it can be fixed!"
The young doctor went on to explain that he was something of a photography enthusiast,
He knew that the light indicated the memory card was full, because he'd owned the same type of camera in the past.
He then said some other things about pixels and focal lengths that the more experienced physicians did not understand,
For they had no interest in such technology.
(And why should they?
Their area of expertise was neurology.)
So, with his superiors' permission,
The young doctor made his mission
The finding of the relevant clip
To release the camera's memory chip.
Now, he already knew (having once owned the same model before) that such a clip was to be found on the underside of the camera,
And when he investigated further, found said clip to be located
Perilously close to the boy's nose (and he worried that he would irritate it).
Alarmed,
The young doctor raced out the door,
To go consult the consultants once more.
"I do not mean to be a burden," said he to them,
"I know I can be such a bore."
"Nonsense!"
They cried together.
"It is your job to query and opine.
Now please do continue,
We wish to know what's on your mind."
Continued the young doctor,
"The memory card can be removed with ease,
But I'm afraid it's likely that the boy will sneeze."
Said the elder of the two elder doctors,
"I see the problem you expect.
For how are we to know
What unforeseen effects
Such a sneeze may bestow?"
Said the other doctor who was in a more senior position to the young doctor, but who was the elder doctor's younger,
"Nevertheless,"
He said.
"Nevertheless."
The meaning of this word, the young doctor did hardly need to ask,
For he knew to set about his task.
The unknown risk was worth the gain
Of finding the cause of this child's pain.
TO BE CONTINUED...
***
Link of the day: Where the Streets have Bad Names
Saturday, 10 January 2009
Sketchbook: She had the kind of legs that went on forever...
...and a neck that went all the way up to her chin.
Link of the Day: Top 50 Albums of 2008 (according to The Hype Machine)
Link of the Day: Top 50 Albums of 2008 (according to The Hype Machine)
Monday, 5 January 2009
Sketchbook: Fuel Poverty
This is another one I drew ages ago (on public transport, by the looks of the quality of the artwork), but it seems very appropriate to upload at the moment, seeing as it's so bloody cold.
Link of the Day: Fake Violence Makes Children Want To Kill Imaginary People
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