Entropy. Keeps your muesli mixed, usually.
I just so much wanted to draw a giraffe in a leopard outfit…
I doodled this in my notebook after a visit to the zoo. I know that laughing at ones own jokes is a crime against humanity, but laugh I did. Out loud. And maybe someone else on the planet will appreciate it too.
Speaking of “odd sense of humour”: I think Dan Long is a genius for drawing this comic.
I managed somehow to miss posting suitable felicitations for Laura’s birthday, but it turns out that we share an unbirthday today anyway. So here’s to us, and to anyone else celebrating their own (or a friend’s) unbirthday:
I haven’t posted for a while — I’m sorry to keep you waiting. We went on holiday to Avignon (France) and saw a large number of enormous residences, one of which inspired today’s comic. We sketched a lot when we were there, and I’ve made some collages of them here: http://tinyurl.com/avignonpics in case you happen to be interested.
Coming soon: a slightly longer-than-usual comic called “Avocado Man” … watch this space.
I recently realised that the entire purpose of the human race, from an evolutionary point of view, is to keep the batteries charged in our mobile devices.
BTW, now I am a published artist (well, doodler). Karen sang there on Wednesday, “I loves you Porgy” and “Love me or leave me” in Nina Simone style. She was fabulous, and I am so proud of her.
well, it made sense to me. I sat in the James St. Tavern drawing this while Karen jammed away at the Jazz Kitchen session. She does a good line in Tom Waits.
(Hover text: Any Molesworth fans out there?)
I was taught never to talk to strangers. I stick to this maxim still.
Our house is begining to resemble a jungle, though most jungle isn’t, I imagine, in pots and plastic bags.
Karen said “I’ve never germinated anything in a plastic bag before — have you?”
I replied “only forgotten peanut butter sandwiches.”
As it says, we were in Cornwall last week. Picturesque, but food either uninspiring or over-priced.
c.f. this diary entry.
This weekend we’re planning a heist of the Ashmolean museum in Oxford. They’ve got nice stuff, and I’m hoping we’ll be able to get away with some great artwork.
UPDATE: the heist was a fantastic experience — reccying the Ashmolean Museum with the security chief and operatives themselves (ex casino and police types) pointing out the various countermeasures and answering (most) of our questions about what you’d have to do to steal their artwork! Heist comics of may well appear on adam’s site eventually… (I for one haven’t finished mine, and it’s rapidly getting more complicated… aiiieee)