Why do they make me print my e-ticket? And charge me for the privilege too? What a waste of toner!
The style of this comic was inspired by the amazing Tom Gauld.
We enjoyed an unsual musical act at the Old Fire Station on Friday. Thomas Truax plays songs with an understated, whimsical, often dark humour, with the occasional help of an mechanical drummer (named Mother Superior — you can see her at bottom-right in my doodle.) Also starring were the Hornicator and the Stringaling, and an impressive selection of effects pedals and looping tools. Thanks Thomas!
My first comic creation act with my shiny new lightbox. (A lightbox makes it easy to copy a rough drawing to a final fair copy, or, in this case, to replicate shapes and objects to help keep them consistent from frame to frame.)
Another session at the Museum of the Histoy of Science, drawing objects through a microscope, and then monoprinting. It comes out in mirror image, and as I tried to write the ‘q’ of mosquito a sudden high pitched whining noise disturbed me.
Another interesting talk at the Oxford Skeptics in the Pub meeting — Mark Lynas is an eco-activist who came to the conclusion that GMO is not necessarily bad, and that Organic isn’t necessarily good, using the power of critical thinking. One interesting point he made is that the degree of scientific consensus supporting GMO safety is roughly the same as that supporting climate change. So if you think critically you have to accept both (or possibly neither?)
The very energetic and interesting Dr. Helen Czerski presented “We need to Talk about Physics” at today’s meeting of Oxford Skeptics in the Pub. We learnt why blueberry jam isn’t blue; why the Hubble telescope is like a raw egg; and why there is a lot of physics still to do to understand everyday phenomena (such as how bubbles move in a turbulent fluid.)
I’m afraid the likeness is worse than usual. Dr. Czerski doesn’t do standing still.
Happy Halloween!
Itchy is just being himself today. I feel rather sorry for Knee, but what can you do?
Oh Itchy!
I have no idea if this is a universal joke or not. It works in the UK. At least, I hope it does.
Another tale almost-from-life, and another experiment with watercolouring. I think the grain on this particular paper is too heavy for this kind of thing.