An old woman at the Rita Angus retirement village. Kind of a stealth photograph, to be honest. It actually has audio, too, but it’s a little on the quiet side.

It’s strange when people use really extreme words like ‘desloate’ in more or less normal conversation.

There this ad in New Zealand where a girl recounts advise given to her by her mother which is kind of hilarious. This is that advice reinterpreted by three objects.

In my notes I’ve written that this was inspired by the Chronicles of Narnia, but I’m not too sure how that’s possible. It’s more of an elevator-inspired love poem-comic.

I sometimes think about the idea of someone standing at the exact same window a floor below me, looking out at the city and leading a parallel life.

When I was a lot younger I used to crave bodily signs of becoming a man, especially having an Adam’s apple.

Had a conversation with a small girl at Gloria Jeans Café in Wellington about her drawings. This is a more or less faithful reporting of what she had to say about it all.

Saw an ad in the New Yorker (28 May 2007) and wanted to make a comic about jumping from mainland Italy to Sicily. But then I ran out of steam, as you will see.