Showing posts with label 2000ad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2000ad. Show all posts

Saturday, 12 March 2011

Victim of the LEMUR?!

Interesting title. But it bears no relation to the blog at hand.

Just rushing in to update y'all on my various goings on over the last fortnight. It has rushed by and today has rammed me full in the face. Now I lie, spread-eagled with my fang'd jaw agape. My lifeblood and bits of skull scattered across the unforgiving tarmac.

This has nothing to do with a particularly resonant dead badger I saw on my road yesterday. When I came back from work it had gone. Who had taken it? For what nefarious purpose? I may never know.

Before we go on I'd like to further drag down the tone to briefly mention a chap who died this week - a regular fixture of Glastonbury high street - permanently at an easel painting the buildings. I was desperately sad to see the flowers and paint brushes stacked up at the side of the road.
This image is for the 2000ad forum's monthly competition. This one was "I Heart 2000ad" -

My personal pleasure button is in-universe continuity. The weak-ass Simpsons-style Marvel DC stuff gets me down. It's boring. Oh that's the same Batman that's been roaming the streets since 1939?! Fuck off. Seriously. From the moment I picked up 2000ad ten years ago I was swept into a world of imagination and gloriously psychedelic consistency. Rooted in to their own insane universes.

At the end of Dead Eyes when Indigo Prime showed up? HELLO. When Lobster Random was unmasked after D'Israeli's insane run on The Vort? INDEED. When Hammersteins showed up in Savage? When recently it turned out that all Ian Edginton's universes were connected?

ALRIGHT THEN.

Although how do you express continuity?

I just drew a stand-off in an unconvincing cake. Sorry.

This is a trace of a photo for my friend Arthur's birthday. I have a horse - ? Sorry I don't know why I wrote that but I'll leave it in as an insight into my brain. It's fairly scruffy and not very good but it looked quite shiny on paper. For a much better image see the original photograph - tracing is bad.
This is a dinosaur lawyer. For the band (?) Dinosaur Lawyers.


These two were for the Weekly Themed Art Blog - which you can also join in with on Facebook and observe the INCREDIBLY AMAZING stuff by other artists who are SIGNIFICANTLY BETTER than me.


Well - that's it then. I'll update ye when I have more stuff - and may I remind you to listen in to my adventures through time on Glastonbury FM Fridays 8-9pm and repeated Saturdays 5-6pm. Or just shuffle on over to MixCloud and listen WHENEVER YOU WANT. Say whhaaat.

Oh - and do 'like' Dr WTF on Facebook if you haven't already. It may seem outwardly to have fallen quiet - but the letters are nearly complete and the thing will be together and printing this time next week (HOW EXCITING).

O

Sunday, 13 June 2010

Capricorn

My Life - My Heart - Black Night - Dark Star

This is the last ever blog I shall write from my Sheffield abode. It's a little sad - but I can feel the future rushing up to bite me on the face. Ouch! Thanks future - thanks for biting me on the face.

The last fortnight has been replete with adventuring - across the wide seas and through mysterious jungle I have been. Trekked the deserts and strode over mountains. Actually I went to London. That was it. Saw the astounding Chrome Hoof launch their new album from a sweaty Hackney warehouse. Much vodka was consumed and many lols were had. I encourage you absolutely to seek out their music and observe their forms - it gets no better than that.
What you see above is the first page of the SECOND PART of my all-consuming space saga Crabcake. The crew find themselves captured by the Volian Supercones and Waned THINKS THAT THEY ARE PRICKS. He may be righter than he knows. Look out for the second page. Or take a gander at the full page over at this link here.
This image is my attempt at a Rube Goldberg machine - "A small person watches the TARDIS on a hover telly/stool - inconveniencing a bobbing bird of some description - whose movement encourages affixed cheese to arouse the attentions of a nearby conveyormouse who runs and runs but ends up - with affixed fluffsticks bothering a cat below". Is what I said about it over here where the big picture is.
This remarkably specialist image was for a 2000ad board competition wherein the 'middle page' of a story had to be summarized. The page portrayed here was the fiftieth page of 'The Southampton Sharks' - an interesting tale in the canon of 'The Mean Arena' which was created by Tom Tully and John Richardson back IN THE DAWN OF TIME. It took me a time to do and I quite like it. You can see the bigger version here.
Finally - this is a promotional image for my new audio adventure which can be heard over here. It's a rollcoaster of a tale crammed with sizzling elves and much use of the phrase 'douche' and lots of snazzy special effects and stolen foley. Go on. Check it out. What's the worst that could happen? Copyright infringement?! A big thank-you to regular Runeshaw Chris Nolan-Rennie and special guests Jazz, Adam and Alan as the numerous douchelves. DELVES?

Well this is it then - keep your eye on my Facebook for the coming days will see the return of my ALPHABET ROCK summary of great music. Hopefully there will be undiscovered gems galore. Or just a fuckton of commercial bollocks depending on your obscurity level.

I will write again after... well after Glastonbury festival. Farewell Sheffield - !


O - x