I’m afraid this is what came out of my brain today, whilst on the train back to Oxford after a day in London. I went for a meeting which finished an hour before the National Gallery closed. At the gallery I was inspired by a striking image of St. Michael slaughtering a devil, painted in 1468 by Bartolomé Bermejo:
I mean — Jeepers Creepers, where’d you get those eyes?
Happy Halloween!
Itchy is just being himself today. I feel rather sorry for Knee, but what can you do?
No comic today, but I wanted to share two doodles from my sketchbook. The second one I made at the hospital, waiting for a gastroscopy*, and perhaps then the theme is obvious. In hindsight I now understand the first one too!
I’m happy to say they found nothing! The doctor allowed me to turn slightly to look at the monitor, so now I have gazed at my navel from both sides.
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(* The spelling checker is complaining, and suggesting gastropod instead. I think that would have been far tastier.)
This is just about the longest I’ve ever spent on a single drawing, over a few days while sitting in the hospital waiting for Karen’s op and then waiting for her to be discharged. I started without a plan, just drew an onion with eyes. Everything else seemed to have eyes too, and a sea theme emerged. I hope it amuses someone!
Polytunnels. One more thing to be scared of at the full moon. Just when you thought it was safe to go back to the turnips.
We went to the exhibition of Gothic art at the British Library last weekend: “Terror and Wonder – the Gothic Imagination.” Highly recommended.
UPDATE: Potential solution to the poly tunnel menace:
I find myself wondering about alliterative story titles. If it had been not a princess but a countess then I suspect she would have been traumatised by a cauliflower rather than a pea.
See Aarne-Thompson classification number 704. Also see this.
I’m posting this before I go to the party, because there’s a good chance I will either be made to walk the plank or else expire from overdose of delicious food.
The blackberry harvest this year is already far outstripping last year’s dismal returns. If you want to know how Itchy can talk and lick his lips at the same time, well I’m afraid it’s a trade secret.
We went to see the Matisse cut-outs exhibition at Tate Modern this week. Some great designs are on show. Recommended. Even Itchy and Knee decided to try the cut-out style.
Thanks to FB for inspiration.