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Category Archives: Illustration
Palm Lines
Big News!
Last week I completed my debut comic, Palm Lines and took it to the printers. It is now for sale over at Folksy until I get my full website online. Anyway, if you are someone who has followed this blog, you’ll know it’s taken a looong time (nearly eight months) and that’s due to all the changes that have been going on in my life and the sheer lack of spare time I’ve had due to my job.
Thankfully, I have learned a lot about the process of making comics and how I work best. I’m currently incorporating all of this into the preparation for my new comic, Lost Art, which will be a fair bit longer and should, story wise, be more accessible.
I have also come to neglect my writing exercises, which are supposed to be the main focus of this blog. So I have made a greater effort this past fortnight to keep them up and make time for them – my writing needs the continual improvement. Heck, I’m not special: everybody’s does.
Posted in comics, Illustration, musings
Tagged comics, illustration, life, people, small press
Woman in the Red Shirt / Eighteenth
She was all limp at the head of the bed: eyes rolled to the ceiling and her hand caught in the knots of her hair. Her knees knocked and tights laddered from thigh to knee to shin. I listened close and, audible above that electric buzz, I heard her whispers.
And, in case you missed it, a free ebook by yours truly. AllTheGhosts Part One
Waiting
Pencil Sketch, coloured by hand with ink and brush, then scanned in. The first is the original, the second has been colour adjusted and fiddled a little.
Palm Lines – New Page
Yes that’s right, after a good seven weeks, I have fully inked the second Page of my short comic, Palm Lines.
In some ways, I feel like I’ve bitten off more than I can chew, because right now, I don’t have the time to be taking on a project like this, especially as my job demands so much of it. The only reason I’ve managed to get this done is because I’m on holiday. So what I am going to do is this: Every weekend I will dedicate the sum total of one day to working on this comic. That means I might be able to produce one page a week. That’s 20 weeks to produce one comic book. I don’t like it, but it’ll have to do for now. The next six weeks are going to be hellish and stressful.
Oh, and I should mention that the whole thing will be lettered at the end, for the sake of consistency.
Part One
I’ve been busy. Sort of. I’ve produced an ebook, filled with work taken from this blog and my short story, Apocalypse, published on The Whistling Fire.
It’s nothing fancy and perhaps brief, but I hope you enjoy it. Print it off, pass it on. Spread the word. It would mean a lot to me.
I should mention that I have started to actually use my DeviantArt.
Ooh and hit me up on Twitter.
Posted in comics, Fiction, Illustration, musings, short story
Tagged comics, fiction, illustration, short story
Antidote
I drew this Sunday evening when I should have been prepping for Monday. 
I was listening to Tegan and Sara for the second time ever. Just as I finished laying down the last piece of ink, all of a sudden: “I’ve got a cure/I’ve got the Cure for you.” And I looked at what I had just written.
Somehow I was surprised.
Solanin
Inoue, with part of a piece I started writing.
Last week I finished reading Solanin.
It’s about a 20 something Tokyo girl called Inoue, her boyfriend and all their friends. It fell into my lap at the right time in my life. And holds all the sentiments I’m feeling, writing about and drawing.
Inio Asano’s artwork is superb, expressive and articulate. He was 24 when he wrote and drew it and so are most of his characters. They feel real. If I could get anywhere close to that, to reality and to emotional depth, I would be happy.
I turned 24 myself last Friday. So here’s to that.












