Have you been out today?

Hmm, none of those buildings has a door. Unless they're all round the back... Yes. Yes, that's it. And it's all very meaningful and symbolic and terribly, terribly clever.

Honest.

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My thanks for spectacularly kind hospitality in (very) sunny Brighton over the last few days to Chris, Catherine, Nicky, Lola and especially Mr Michael Chester. There was tea, there was sea, there was beer and there was a 6 year-old pushing a succession of My little Ponies up my T shirt. Also, possibly the first recorded case of a game of noughts and crosses ending in a 1 all draw. It was all very lovely indeed.

Posting may be even more sporadic (and dull) for a while as I try to rectify the damage I did to the Mac last week. There was something small wrong with it. I tried to fix it. I made it not work at all for a while. Never, ever delete files from the system folder. Oh my, no.

Anyway, I'm reconstructing things from the backup on my external drive and the Mac is at least talking to me again now. Some problems getting the scanner to talk to Photoshop and iTunes won't acknowledge that, actually, there's quite a lot of music in my iTunes folder rather than none at all but I'm confident I should have things back to something like normal by about late autumn.

And in the meantime here is a sketchbook page:



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(Click image for bigness).

From a New York Times review, by John Hodgman, of various comic/graphic novel releases:

...it seems cruel to criticize cartoonists, who, after all, have effectively chosen the career of the professional poet minus all the cash and glamour and flashy cars.