When a song's on the wind it belongs to the air

I'll be playing some music with Yo Zushi at the Fleapit on Columbia Rd, East London, this evening around eight o-clock... I know it's short notice, but I only know when Yo tells me!

Venturing

I visited the place where my TV show might be made today, and met some of the (quite ridiculously good) people who might make it with me.

(!)

Here are some drawings I did on the train (nasty train, but some other moments of my day were chauffeur driven so there was compensation):

He lives!

Most of the pictures I'm making at the moment are either a bit ropey, or secret, or both. Here is the beginning of a silly little frankenstein sort of strip I started about four years ago and just found while searching through some old character sketches.





Otherwise I have been researching in the Westminster library (they have a six volume collection of Rembrandt drawings there, and the sun shines in on the study desks), and teaching myself how to temper and cut Quill pens.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDREA!

x x x!

In the last few days a stupid thing happened (the result of the London Mayoral election) but I swear it wasn't my fault. Also a lot of lovely things like at least two picnics, some kind of dancing, and somebody up a Magnolia tree.

I'm away working on a new Dexter Bexley story...

The sum of somethings

Some development and finished pieces for a sudden project that I'll explain some time:







Some werewolves:





Some complaining:

Pooh, there's a stripe in my scanner, which means I'll have to order a new one... It only takes one dead diode and suddenly it's just a useless lump of plastic and glass (for proper reproduction purposes at least).

Something nice:

At the weekend I went to the seaside and burnt my nose nicely.

Some more songs:

Late last night & the night before.

From last night:



From the night before:





(More of these soon).