Yeah alright, so it’s been an age since my last post. And I have actually been busy too, which is doubly annoying because I’ve actually had bloggables to share with you, and simply haven’t done it due to extreme laziness/business/general heat-envoked fatigue.
So let’s go back an age or two when I was a good blogger and pick up from there shall we?
So, I was lucky enough to get myself a spot at the International Alternative Press Festival on Sunday 5th and have to say, it was a bit of a blast.
As usual for these little graphic gatherings, I met some truly awesome people, had some bat-shit mad conversations and generally flogged a whole load of my stuff.
It wasn’t as manic as Comiket, but given that it was a Sunday and during that mad thing that was the ‘Lympiks (sorry but did you SEE the boxing?? It was frickin’ AWESOME) that was only to be expected.
Very quickly, while we’ve been discussing how very, excellently generous I am (I AM.) I thought I’d throw up a few creations of mine that have landed themselves in the laps of others at various present giving occassions.
The two tiny felties were lifted from the rather lovely book, Felties by Nelly Pailloux as a little gift for an old housemate of mine a year or so ago.
The Chef, however, is all the work of my own little noodle and came about as a red herring gift for Matthews 25th before the presentation of his comic.
Although there is a safety pin on the back, I hadn’t intended for Robo Chef to be a birthday badge, more just a silly gift to make Matty smile. That didn’t stop him from wearing him proudly on his shirt for the entirety of his birthday weekend though, including into the rather posh restaurant we went to for dinner, something the waiting staff seemed a little bamboozled by.
Bless the boy, I find it a little warming on the inside that, in the name of supporting my work and encouraging my odd excuse for creativity, he is more than happy to walk around looking like a bit of a twat. Long may it continue, embarrassment is for total suckers.