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1. King Kong ravages the city.
2. [Label reads: 100% polyester]
2. [Label reads: 100% polyester]
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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?
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Bartolomé's devil rides a train through moonlit countryside.
Happy Halloween!
Itchy is just being himself today. I feel rather sorry for Knee, but what can you do?
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Itchy saws open Knee's head, pulls out his brain, flips and rotates it like a rubik cube and dunks it back in.
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.)
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A clown's head floating in space, with an octopus wrapped around the peak of his pointed hat; a spotted bow-tie; we can see through the oesophagus, a hand operated meat mincer.
A periscope with an eye on a flexible tube, peering into a maze of transparent tubes, one of which opens up into a sphere containing a whale, a shark, an octopus. A network of vein-like tubes cover the surface.
A periscope with an eye on a flexible tube, peering into a maze of transparent tubes, one of which opens up into a sphere containing a whale, a shark, an octopus. A network of vein-like tubes cover the surface.
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!
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a multitude of strange sea-creatures, with many strange human-like eyes (and some human limbs) float about around an apparently man-made tunnel-like structure, also with eyes.
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:
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Polytunnels. And the full moon. And allotments. Mwahaha.
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.
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Pea couldn't sleep at all. Through a dozen slabs of marble and hardest obsidian he could feel something soft and yielding. By the time morning arrived he was bruised all over.
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.
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Edwina, pirate king, stands on the feasting table on her galleon and prods guests who will not take another slice of cake with her snicker-snee. One guest lies dead on the floor, clutching a golden spoon spattered with chocolate remains.
Caption: Most guests seemed to work out fairly quickly that refusal of seconds at Edwina's Birthday Parties was not quite the thing.
Caption: Most guests seemed to work out fairly quickly that refusal of seconds at Edwina's Birthday Parties was not quite the thing.
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.
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(Itchy is looking frightened, waving a knife and apparently covered in blood) Knee: Oh no, Itchy! What have you done?
Itchy (licking his lips): Blackberry and apple crumble...
Itchy (licking his lips): Blackberry and apple crumble...