Hello all, I apologise profusely for this, yet another brief blog post, but I have about a dozen things to do and I have to get up in five hours’ time. I promise a proper text update on Friday!
In the meantime, enjoy today’s page! Introducing, Queen Kayleigh, Marquess of Wasps. Doesn’t she look a proper bitch, or what?
M.
Another quick text update I’m afraid, as I’ve been quite pressed for time this week, and the weekend’s not looking any more relaxed either! No rest for the wicked, eh? 🙁
Enjoy today’s comic, and I’ll see you again on Monday!
M.
Though I’m not entirely sure as to the age bracket that Elf Blood appeals to, I’m reasonably sure that the majority of you readers are of sufficient age to remember watching the absolutely fantastic Batman: The Animated Series during the 90s. Well, I was feeling a little nostalgic and so I started watching it again, myself, and having not seen the series since I was a child, I was absolutely gobsmacked by how high the quality of both the writing and the animation was; Not only was everything rendered in the most beautiful, dark, noir-esque style that I have ever seen nor that has been accomplished since, the best part of the entire series was the tragedy and sympathy with which many of the villains were represented. I almost wept as I watched the Two-Face two-parter again; How could a show that was nominally created for children tackle the pain and conflict of having multiple personalities with the level of emotion and greyness of morality that BTAS did?
Aloha all, and a good day to you!
Just a quick one, as I have a meeting in the morning and should have been in bed half an hour ago.
Even though we’re just about halfway through the Miscalculation arc, I’ve started drawing up ideas for the next arc. I do like getting an early start 🙂 The next arc, which is as yet unnamed, will have an A Story centring around SKO and TKO and a B Story concerning… Well, I’ll keep that a secret as it’s a very special sub-plot with a character very dear to me!
Today, I’ll be throwing the Science of Electricity at some young kids; It’s half-term holiday, and the wonderful Manchester Museum of Science and Industry has invited some engineering representatives to help educate them in as fun a manner as possible!
In true Me form, I seized upon the chance to do something artistic. There’s something inherently satisfying about marrying Art and Science: To me, that’s what engineering should be about. I just don’t get to flex my creative muscle in my day job as much as I got to at university, and getting to do stuff like this helps remind me why I went into Engineering in the first place.
It was a dark evening, cold and wet. the rain had been beating down heavily since the dull, dark afternoon had collapsed and given way to the solid blackness of evening.
I sat hunched over my tablet, with only the glow of the twin monitors to light the room. Feverishly, I slaved over this page, regarding not sleep, nor health, nor hunger. It was madness of a sort, I suppose. An obsession, a fixation, a driving force that served to hold back the vestiges of even greater imbalance; The creative thoughts were better spilled out on paper and screen than locked up in the asylum of my mind, jostling among the crowds of ideas for dominance.
Every once in a while, I do wonder: What the heck does the normal world do at weekends and in the evening? The minute I get in, I spend maybe an hour or an hour and a half getting some exercise and grabbing some dinner, then it’s straight onto working on comics.
What’s it like having time to yourself? It feels like it’s been so long for me that I can barely remember. I’d love to have a proper holiday sometime, where I don’t have to be anywhere or do anything, where just for two weeks I can just do nothing and unwind.
HOW COLD IS IT?
It’s so cold, I don’t have to run my fridge, all I need to do is put my milk on the balcony and it’ll keep for a good long time!
I thought it was supposed to get slightly warmer, but no, apparently Siberia has a problem with that! It has sent over a lovely system of INTENSELY FREEZING WINDS, and it’s making the commute to work even more depressing than usual!
Ah well, at least we still have the sun coming out earlier and staying out later. Oh wait, hang on, CLOUDS. At least they haven’t been too bad the last couple of days.
Whew, what a day it’s been! Had a lovely day at the Chinese New Year celebration this morning, always great to be out and about at a festival. New Year celebrations always make me proud of my Chinese heritage, much as Burns Night makes me proud to be Scottish. The smell of food cooking at the stalls; Delicious! The sound of a thousand voices nattering away in Cantonese and putonghua; Thrilling! The westerner who thinks he’s being worldly-wise by wishing every Chinese stranger he passes by a happy new year; Full marks for effort, but penalties for annoyance!
Forgot to wish you all a happy new year on Monday, so I’m doing it now! Ngoh di pang yau, gung hei faat choi! The reason why I sort of let it slip on Monday is that in Manchester, the focus (as a community) tends to be on the Sunday after New Year. There’s a big festival in Chinatown and it is quite awesome, especially coming from Glasgow where we didn’t seem to have anything like that (although having said that, I did get to spend New Year with my family).
I was quite jealous of one of my friends, who got to spend New Year in Hong Kong, a pleasure I have not entertained since I was very young indeed; I’d love to go back for a big holiday like that. Hell, I’d love to go back to work there (There’s only so much winter one person can take!)
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