Don’t call it a comeback…

I haven’t been inactive. Just dormant. I’ve been busy, really busy, in fact. I have been working on an exhibition (currently on in Norwich) in the last few months, as well as moving house, changing careers and sorting many, many other things.

At the start of the year I began the macabre task of reading Terry Pratchett’s Discworld novels in chronological order, something I could never have attempted while the great, indefatigable writer was still alive. I set myself the challenge of doing this in one year; more than possible, it felt, at the beginning of a year which has accelerated angrily off the rails.

I’m very much behind on that now, struggling on the 11th novel after an impressive first bend. Then the exhibition work began in earnest, house hunting went into fashion and went quickly out again and I need to look for a proper job.

But the exhibition is nearly over and it has been a success, in both concept and execution.

I will share the twelve pieces I created for the Art of the Zodiac exhibition soon.

Mayan Lantern

I’ve begun drawing out little scenes from something I’ve been mulling over for a long time, potentially seeing light as prose interrupted by a splash pages. Like those graphic novellas that are in.

Here’s one I did this afternoon.

Treasure Room

The last few pages have trickled in…

The St Ivo School Art Department sketchbook I got from my girlfriend is now complete. There are good panels and there are bad panels. The second and third images are particular favourites.

All of this done, under duress, in between serving customers at a till. You’ll never know true pain until you’re interrupted during a magnificent flurry of cross-hatching by a wino only to flick the sketchbook away have made the ink run awry.

I may experiment with lettering but as I’ve said, this was all unscripted, spontaneous storytelling. You can make up your own mind.

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