On the lam.

Hooray for art. Again.

Talkin' 'bout Granma

On their way

My personal vision of parental horror

And so I started making comics.

And the other one

Today's first of 2

Oh, the humanity!

And more...

Some things just don't bear thinking about...

Still more pulse-pounding library adventure

Granma

In Santa's Magic Hot Tub

A short interview

If anyone out there is currently spending time "engaging with notions of gender and identity" or "negotiating interfaces" or "exploring concepts of space", I offer an apology for any hurt or offence this might have caused. It was a cheap and obvious joke and an old, tired one at that.

But I had to do it.

I'm not really sorry.

More library adventure

Meanwhile, at the library...

I went and made a book...

...and this is what the front cover is going to look like. It was a long, slow, fiddly process which I enjoyed enormously. The biggest problem was letting the thing go and calling it finished and good enough.

Included inside is almost everything so far and I'm really thrilled by the fact that, presented in some kind of consecutive order, it all seems to make some kind of sense. To me at least. But then I suppose it is my fictional delusion so it probably should.

I've just ordered the first proof from the printer and, assuming there's not too much faffing about in the wake of that, it'll be ready to go shortly.

I am just a bit excited.

A brief interlude

Is this normal?

Sorry for the extended break and my slackness in posting anything here for the last wee while. It was school holidays again and when junior is at home and I'm not at the day job I find myself building model aeroplanes and playing video games and going to the swimming pool. It's not hard to take but it's definitely not conducive to creative productivity.

Next time (surprise, surprise!) we get to meet these librarians.

Supergod

The "Male Gaze"

Facing up

I think it's actually finally over. I'm all supermarketed out for now. So while our hapless and inept little friend is plunging back in again we won't be going with him.

In the merciless grip of "Whitney" and Jane

Trapped

Tickets?

This one follows on from this one (which follows on from lots of others before it):

Escaping the supermarket, only to needlessly trap oneself at the checkout

Two more

I seem to be rediscovering my work ethic.

Here's a couple

Aftermath

Finally - the punchline

Fizzy drinks

Getting warmer

A brand new project

The banishing (as if...)

You might have noticed I'm not bothering to tag these posts any more (although the list of tags to the right here will still bring up a nice range of strips - just not the most recent ones).

It's not just laziness (honestly); this strip has gotten to the stage where there are so many discontinuous and intersecting little story arcs that the mere thought of trying to group them into labelled assemblages was enough to make my head cave in. I do promise to find a better way though. That may mean moving to another web site without this chronologically-ordered thing but it definitely means a book. I'm cobbling that one together at the moment.

It's Xmas already?

Deirdre

I'm afraid I've resorted to filling a gap by posting some old ones again. We've had a couple of blokes rampaging through the house replacing all the windows and, for some reason, I can't seem to concentrate when the air is full of the screams of circular saws and every door in the house is letting in air that has just blown off the Antarctic ice sheet.

So - a couple of old ones. These are really early ones; at this point the little guy seemed to have an on-again/off-again girlfriend who was also a rather traditional Grim Reaper style personification of death (there's probably something terrifying that a psychologist might say regarding what this signified about my subconscious attitude to women but Deirdre was always meant to be a sympathetic figure). She kind of fell by the wayside like a lot of other little threads that have run through this series. But I might be about to bring her back.

A little psychological conundrum

Here's a couple

Meanwhile...

Back to the supermarket

Beginning of the end

And tomorrow we're flipping back to the supermarket.

Whoops...

... did I say next week? I ended up going away for a little holiday to Queensland instead. Let's say next week instead (although there will actually be a couple of new ones going up this week - but probably not one of the big ones)

Now we're back up to speed...

...and next week we'll continue this saga down on the ground.

One that went missing.

This is the missing page I promised here - but there is actually one more to squeeze in before we've caught up with the story. I'll put that one up tomorrow.

More Teddy

Getting ahead of myself

This one is a little early in that there should be another page which comes before it. Given that this story arc stopped making sense a long time ago it probably doesn't matter. It should all start to cohere in the context of the new book (out later this year).

I'll post the previous page next week.