The trees represent death
I dreamt I was a shell and people crawled In and out of me all day and I was Just a shell. And it was the way it’s supposed to be and I didn’t want any legs. My ribs were silver and exposed and I was...
View ArticleDe nada
Christmas on the island is not all about my bony burden and letting fester in the sun like a salted slug, but it’s mostly about that. And a mechanical santa puppet that sings about sleigh bells and...
View ArticleMouse infestation
How do I know it’s not gonna crawl on my face when I sleep and nest in my eye sockets? Because you just do. Because you oughtta know that. Because you’ve lived for 26 years and it’s improbable for...
View ArticleIntroducing Swallow
It’s been a quiet few months in this town of internet publishing, because I’ve been writing poems mainly for performance and more than that, I’ve been drawing again. If you haven’t read it yet, now is...
View ArticleFolly
Two of dear comrades are off in South Australia touring a bold and very beautiful show they created together. It’s called Folly. They are called Sally Jenkinson and Nuala Honan. I made a poster about...
View ArticleArnolfini – Session 3
Assembling notebooks for the workshop group. This month I’m in Bristol, UK, leading a series of graphic novel writing workshops with the wonderful Drastic Productions at Arnolfini. It’s a tremendous...
View ArticleMaking non-profit comics
Over the past seven weeks I’ve been in Bristol, working closely with a dozen amazing individuals to write a graphic novel. We did it in record time and the resulting manuscript is impressive. It’s full...
View ArticleMan Up
Pleased to see this poster I did for Jonny Fluffy Punk is still doing the rounds. It occurs to me you might not have seen it if you don’t live in Brighton or subscribe to the usual anarchic performance...
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