Furtive Gentleman Strange-looking character drawn on a train. Looked like he might be a spy, or a scientist working on a top-secret government project. You should never judge a book by it's cover... but sometimes it's a laugh to speculate. And anyway, I can't help it - I make up stories for a living. Maybe [...]
test heading [More Eddie Campbell artwork to be found online, plus another great bookstore to discover -- if you're in the hemisphere...] "Readers of The Fate of the Artist looking for some other Eddie Campbell oddities are directed to the site of Bent Books Australia, where they will see displayed a dozen caricatures of famous [...]
The Hussar
Greek Men and Their Weird Cars No. 3 This old Ford Anglia sits on the forecourt of my brother’s garage. His friend Nick, a car bodywork master craftsman, is refurbishing it. Nick can make any car look like it was built yesterday. Ford Anglias, with their strange, swept-back rear windows remind me of my uncle [...]
Bus Ride This kid was about 9 or 10 years old. He was relaxed, happy-seeming, making funny little observations to himself in the way that kids do. I thought the woman sitting next to him was his mother, but then she got off a stop before him. I realized then he'd just been happily talking [...]
At the bar...
test heading Charon - Getting the Character Right This character appears in the forthcoming graphic novel Laika. The character is unnamed in the story, but I think of him as Charon. He’s actually a life saver rather than a ferryman to the realm of the dead, but he does play a similar sort of role. In [...]
Unfinished Drawings of a Woman I forget where I did these drawings, only that the subject was a particularly beautiful and elegant woman. I do remember beginning and abandoning the first one knowing I just hadn’t caught her. The second time, I did.
Ang The Missus, on a train, engrossed in a book one cold day last winter.
Cell Phones Or “mobiles” as we call them in the UK. They are a menace on public transport. This guy was shouting into his on a tube at about 6pm. He was an estate agent, a realtor. I think he’d had a few pints, but that’s really no excuse. He wouldn’t shut up and was [...]
