Tuesday, November 27, 2007

from the archives, week 26 

A6 sketchbook number 4, S.O.B., '94.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

from the archives, week 25 

A6 sketchbook number 4, S.O.B., '94.

Monday, November 19, 2007

halfway through the tunnel 

Over the weekend work on the all-consuming Secret Project (about which I'm still not allowed to say very much for fear that I'll have my throat cut across, my tongue torn out by the roots, and my body buried in the rough sands of the sea at low water mark - or, you know, at least be told off a bit by my editor) reached the halfway mark. Thought I'd mark the occasion here even if I do still have to economical with the details.

What I think I can say is that it's a comic strip that will see eventual publication in a forthcoming children's comic sometime next year. But long before then it'll show up somewhere else (but I'm really not allowed to talk about that bit).

Anyway, I have special permission to show you a single panel from one of the completed pages, so here's a panel from episode 2 (of 8). Drawn by me and rendered into technicolour wonderfulness by my mate Faz "King Midas" Choudhury whose dedication to the cause is nothing short of heroic.

Full details of all that I can't yet say sometime closer to publication (mid December-ish). In the meantime I'd probably better get on with the second half...

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

from the archives, week 24 

A6 sketchbook number 4, S.O.B., '94.

Badly drawn nudey ladies. Oh well.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

phone update 

After a mere fortnight and 7 calls to Virgin (ptuh!) Media's customer services (hah!) department, and having had 3 different numbers across that time I seem now, finally, to have my original number back. Hurrah.

For anyone else having trouble with Branson's minions, the trick seems to be to get through to Swansea. India and Scotland didn't do me any good.

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

ongoing quiet 

Continued apologies for lack of Life Of A Pen II or, indeed, anything much else lately. Basically I'm very busy indeed until about mid-December. And still fairly busy then come to think of it. As a result I'm not seeing very much daylight except to go shopping for foodstuffs or (a scandalously indulgent treat this) to indoor cricket (another heavy defeat on Sunday).

Oh, and today I had my second visit to a physiotherapist about my ongoing dodgy right shoulder.

Her advice was that cricket probably isn't a good idea. Ho hum.

Last night I found myself working through the evening again and listening to the fireworks outside. Which, you know, isn't quite the same. And I am fond of a good firework.

I'm still not able to say all that much about the stuff I'm working on but I'll try to find time to drop a few hints soon - preparatory drawings and suchlike.

In the meantime, I shall be off back to it for another hour or so before bed...

Night night.

from the archives, week 23 

A6 sketchbook number 4, S.O.B., '94.

Ooh look, dogs...

And nothing much to say about this one.

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