I did/have a spoken word act, 'Somme Like It Hot (or how I learnt to pack up my troubles and love the war)', that I performed in Preston this Summer as part of their Tringe festival. It meant that drawing was on the backburner for a bit. This in no way justifies not updating for three months, but what can I say? I like the drawing stuff, I like the uploading stuff a lot less. The spoken word piece had an illustrated slideshow, a few of which are shown here. Without context they mean nothing, but take my word for it when I say that, with commentary, this shit is HILARIOUS.
Jack of few trades, master of none; I live in a rickety house where I draw stuff and colour it in. I'm not as twee as this makes me seem. Until I take up knitting.
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