Happy Halloween 07.

You know it Halloween time when you spend Friday afternoon looking for fake blood and ghoulish outfits and Friday night putting fake blood on a perfectly good shirt.



Here me on Saturday night dressed for Halloween. Had a pretty good mask considering how cheap it was. I painted on the fake blood to the teeth and chin myself and looking back on it I wished I’d stuck loads more around the mouth now.



My friend came as… well a kind of zombie Panda I guess.





Still a creepy sight. Here me trying it on and getting fake blood over my hands as it wouldn’t dry on the plastic (still got some of it under my nail’s now).



Was watching some old Dr Who last week I’d bought on DVD to relive some of those 80’s childhood memories. I’m pretty sure I was just acting out some repressed childhood dream of playing a Dr Who monster.




And here me picking my latest victim out of my teeth. Some poor cheerleader I came across on the way home? Or just a Kebab? I’ll never tell.



Anyway hope your having a great Halloween.

Tis the season… for murder.

Frame Without A Name.

Here another character from Dirge who I never really gave a name. I just stuck with calling him Inspector. Haven’t had to draw this certain character for about a year now so it felt a bit weird drawing him again. But fun too.



Still getting over a hangover from yesterday, from drinking on Saturday night. The worst thing about hangovers is they change, as you get older. This video explains it way better>



It so true. I woke up feeling great on Sunday. I thought it was going to be a nice day and everything as I lay there in bed. Felt so good yesterday morning but within an hour or two I was laying in a dark room feeling like crap. What happened? What a mean trick. From a great buzz to thinking my head was going to explode. I managed to get some artwork done later that night, but I pretty much spent all of yesterday daytime trying to make a womb like environment were I could suffer in peace.

Fright Night.

Another shot fresh from the drawing board. This guy wasn’t in Dirge part 1 but he’s in part 2 a bit. Haven’t really given this guy a name but he has a few lines. I guess you can find out who he is next year. I’m enjoying drawing his receding hairline look. There more shots of him a couple of posts back on the 17th.


Had a fright the other night on my way home from work. Lost in my own daydream world as I walked home when something dashed in front of me and I nearly tripped over it. It was so big I thought somebody’s dog had got loose and was coming for me when I first saw it out of the corner of my eye. By the time it was in front of me and I was trying not to walk into it I could see it was a massive Badger and I could hear it claws rattling against the pavement as it dashed in front of me. As it ran off into somebody garden I remember thinking that would of been a really stupid way to go. Mowed down by a huge (it was like an Ironing Board with legs) Badger. At least I would have been remembered. That guy that got run down by a massive Badger. Wouldn’t be as bad as the guest found drowned in a pool at a party in LA in 1985. The party was being held by LA lifeguards celebrating they’re first drown free year.

Seems Kind Of Mean To Me.

Having a look at the Halloween masks that are around this year when I came across this one>


Are woman with unwanted facial hair really as bigger monsters as Werewolf’s or Vampires? Seem a bit mean to me. Don’t get me wrong there something creepy about chicks with beards but to have a mask made about it? Surly at some point, some chick fresh from bleaching her upper lip that morning is going to see this and feel like shit.

This is my second outrage of the day after coming across videos people had made were they’d given they’re pet cats LSD and filmed it and put it up on Youtube. What the world coming too? DON’T PICK ON THE HAIRY CHICKS and DON’T FEED YOUR PETS DRUGS. If anything you should give the LSD to the bearded woman so they can get so out of it they forget they’ve got beards.

Their problem solved. All is right with the world for another day. If you need me I’ll be in my Batcave waxing my Batmobile.

More Angry Faces.

Time for another round of pick a panel off the page that doesn’t give too much away. Was in a mood yesterday when I open my new lot of A3 card that I’ve been drawing on for years only to find it now some crap quality stuff more like toilet paper then the glossy card I’d come to know and love over the years. Had to work out if it was worth wasting a day not using it and buying some new stuff today or if I should carry on with the bog paper. Time’s pretty short at the moment but I tested the new low quality stuff first to make sure it handles ink ok. Actually liked the artwork I did yesterday weirdly enough but if anybody knows of any good A3 drawing card that handles ink I’m all ears.

Highlights of my day include stuffing myself with Chinese food at lunchtime. Playing a pub quiz game were if you tried to enter you name as a swear word it changed it to a regular name (Nob became Pat, Cock became Mark etc) also my friend uttering “Let get quizzichical” as we sat down to play. I wondered how long he’d been waiting to use that catchphrase and when he’d thought it up. Just burning away inside waiting until he could say it.

Thought I’d also post up this review of an old video game called Splatter House 2 (save me having email it to a couple of friends). If someone would bring out a PS2 version of The Splatter House games and with save points it’d make my year.

Some Music Videos Of Choice.

Yikes busy times at the moment. Been all work and little play this week, but still at least I should have some new artwork to post in the next day or two. Plus I should be going to see a movie tonight with friends so my plan is to get some work done today and chill out tonight. Like I said I should have some new Dirge work to post very soon and hopefully find sometime to do some sketchbook work as well in the coming days.

Been listening to a lot of music again lately. When I was in college with no TV all I had was CD and books for entertainment. But sadly over the last couple of years the evil of TV has started to creep back into my life (although internet is the new bigger evil now). So I thought I’d post some music vids in this post:

Institutionalised - Suicidal Tendencies:

One of the best tracks off the Repoman soundtrack and the music video has Jack Nance in it. Talking of Jack Nance I heard a rumour that he was going to be the lead in The Graduate. How weird would that have been?



Flathead – The Fratellis:

Actually went out and bought some CD last week and this was one of the best tracks. Been listening to it for days. If I’m feeling lazy I just put this song on.



No Pussy Blues – Grinderman (Live):

Best till last. I still haven’t bought this album yet and I really need to but when it came out earlier this year I was so low on cash I just couldn’t. Probably the best song about not getting laid ever… (or at least from the last few years).

The Heart Break Of Living In The Real World.

The older you get, the more of life’s little wonders are peeled away. Its truly heart breaking that it seem to happen more and more the older you get. Great myths turn to nothing. What you thought to be true was never true to begin with. But this latest revelation was truly heart breaking. If you do not want to share my heartbreak stop reading now.

Like most men when you mention female tennis one thing comes to mind. When you think of women playing tennis, you think of those sexy grunts they give out as they hit the ball. Those high pitch grunts that seem so wrong and yet so right. There can only be one answer for that sound right? That women get uncontrollably horny while playing tennis. Everybody knows this right? Tennis is a sexy game and it just gets to women. Well sadly I believed this to be true all my life until a couple of days ago when I read (STOP READING NOW…. LAST CHANCE….SAVE YOURSELF…ABORT) that in fact female tennis players give out those loud horny sounding grunts to put the other player off how there going to play there next shot. So she goes to hit the ball and gives a really loud grunt like she just smacked it as hard as she can when really she cheekily just tap it over the net or something and put the other player on the wrong foot. Also the loud grunt stops the other player from hearing the sound of the ball hitting the racket so she can’t judge her shot off this sound. So there you go. Long story short, girls don’t get horny playing tennis. Another good thing in life turns out to be false. Something that was sexy and fun just turns out to be more mind games.

I need to get into a pillow fight with a bunch of cheerleaders or have to save an all female volleyball team from killer badgers or something because the world becoming very unsexy and no fun at the moment.

One Man And His A3 Light Box.

Well after one wasted trip to Eastbourne last month and hours of plotting, I finally got my greedy little hands on a Light Box this week. I figured it was worth the £5 delivery charge to order it online as a return train ticket to Eastbourne probably cost about the same and I wasn’t keen on making a second trip. I haven’t been able to use a Light box since my college days and had to fall back on the dreaded technique of scanning and printing off any needed roughs\images and then spending ages shading in the back and drawing over the image.

It kind of weird they sell Light boxes in Argos now. I mean I know they sell everything in Argos now (even Wheelchairs and one day probably Coffins too) but still. They even got an Artograph tracer on the same page. I thought those were things of legends but no, they even sell those. I wouldn’t mind own an Artograph tracer, as I know some comic book artiest swear by them. But at £60 and I’m still not a 100% how they work or what you do with them, so I’ll stick with my new Light box.


Here a double cheeseburger I trace off a McDonalds voucher just to make sure it was in working order (the light box not the voucher).


Also found this vid today. It about lame endings to old computer games. But computer games from the 80’s were usually stupidly hard as I remember so you always did feel cheated with those 8bit endings. Bought a load of those old game anthologies like The Capcom Classic collection. Jesus I forgot how hard old 80’s games were. Has anyone really ever completed Ghost And Ghouls? Also forgot how annoying it was to play games without being able the save. So many things about those old games were annoying, so why do we all still play them?