Winnie, the witch mechanic, receives a tool from her trainee:
"No you idiot! This is a phillips driver -- I need a HEX key!"
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!
I doodled this one sitting in the hospital with Karen… waiting for the theatre to be cleared of emergency cases so she can have her minor op… she should be in there now… I hope she is coping well, and I’m sending her Invisibule love over the internet!
update: out of surgery and recovering in the ward, with the machine that goes ping rather a lot. Also, I’ve been reading her Mary Oliver’s poems, which seems to help.
Update (should have said this days ago, sorry): She’s at home and recovering.
Based on a very true story. Yes. Really.
Not so much a comic, but a whimsical response to the masterful music and heady ambience of a jazz gig. Frank Harrison (keyboard) and Bobby Wellins (sax) at the Albion Beatnik Bookshop in Oxford.
A regular occurrence in our garden.
Well, it’s been a while, sorry. Nice to see Noah again, and then I found that a pair of hippos had crept in to this comic too. Probably they came just to communicate with their cousin. I have no idea what that pair leaning out of the porthole are.
Here’s a voluptuous creature I found in my sketchbook this weekend (possibly inspired by the Ashmolean Museum’s exhibition of Great British Drawings that we went to see again.)
Apologies for the lack of updates. I hope this cheerful and talented lady makes up for it in some small way.