The results of forcing myself to draw a superfast comic against all the slings and arrows of outrageous laziness and fecklessness. Had to quickly look up “feckless”. It’s accurate.

Wrote the words randomly in a text file and I liked the cadence of it and the anticlimactic feel of actually getting a response, so here it is as a comic instead of just words.

Well here’s a comic drawn in the notebook all about the glass which is half-full but also other things, because we shouldn’t limit ourselves to the scope a cliche, you know? You know.

I honestly don’t know where this comic came from – I randomly drew it on a plane from Paris to Copenhagen. I envisage a whole series of “did not you know” comics which cause us all to pause and reflect on life. Yep.

And now I’m back from Paris, but still relying on comics drawn a couple of weeks ago as I try to settle into a proper MWF rhythm of posting. Feel the poignance of the peg.

I guess this sort of thing never actually happens, really. It would make a great episode of Inspector Morse or something. Reminds me of the video game “Men on the Flying Trapeze“, too.

The age old question, really. I actually drew this one before I drew the snakes making their own claims about eating each other’s tail. In a way I prefer the purity of this one.

Here’s a sharp take on the triviality of cultural differences! Except that I don’t actually believe that cultural differences are trivial! I have FIRST HAND experience of how real and intense they are!

Really wanted to squeeze this poem into visual form somehow so I could stick it up here, as I sometimes feel embarrassed by using poetry as posts on ininintoutoutout. So here it is, more word than image, but so be it.

Bit of a love poem told in signage. Probably just invented a new genre that deserves a name like “sonnet” or “villanelle”. But neither of those, because they’re already taken. Suggestions?