Thursday 27 December 2012

Owl's About That, Then?

Birds and Worms probably aren't two creatures that would work well in a relationship, but this is the world of comics and animation, and anything can be friends with anything. I mean, who ever thought an Ogre, a Donkey and a Cat would end up being reasonably successfully? Or that some fish, a few sharks and a bird could work together to rescue a young Clown Fish?
Anyowl, I should be doing work...

Saturday 15 September 2012

Legacy

Yeah, I know there are a lot of practical issues with this comic, but to be honest, I just wanted to share this bad pun. I appreciate it probably isn't worthy of its own comic, but I'm trying to boost my motivation to be honest...
Do worms have testicles by the way?

Monday 27 August 2012

The Unspoken Rules of Transport

We all know that when we get on public transport, we are expected to behave in certain ways, which are synonymous with a functioning society. Law dictates we cannot start punching fellow human beings, however irritating or punchable their face may be.  Public announcements on transport inform us that we cannot take bicycles onto the tube with us, and that we should not leave items unattended. These we must abide by.

Friday 13 July 2012

Friday The 13th

A new character has arrived... A female worm!
I know, female worms don't have hair, but I'm not sure there is anything remotely accurate about my drawings...
Anyway, remember that if a black cat crosses your path, you have to chase after it and kiss it!

Wednesday 11 July 2012

Jogger's Bench

The man led his wife further into the woods, as they jogged down a dry dusty pathway, in between tree trunks and over exposed roots that arched out of the ground like a mythical serpent. Crystals of light appeared through the leafy ceiling above as they left a trail of steam escaping out of their mouths, behind them. Another couple approached from behind.

Tuesday 3 July 2012

Destiny

They were sat in the front seat of his orange Micra. Water was lashing down out of the sky, and the wipers were quickly waving as a light mist began to slowly build on the windows. The car was filled with a red glow from the streetlight they were parked under, apart from the occasional bright light from a passing car.

However, they were interested in none of that. They were too engrossed in that moment, in that car, with just the two of them. They were just frozen, staring at each other with water in their eyes.

Wednesday 13 June 2012

Lord of the Flies

The worms have returned, looking slightly different. Hopefully the worms will revisit more regularly from now on...
This is a true story (of sorts). The whole event reminded me of A-Level English Literature reading A Streetcar Named Desire... We were given books, and there were various roles such as 'Priest', 'Parents' and 'Godparents', and we read the parts we were given to the rest of the congregation. The man playing the 'Priest' was very good - he put on an Irish accent and everything!

Friday 24 February 2012

Sunday Sun

I'm in the process of creating a new comic, in which I use reasonably drawn worms instead of crudely drawn people. Although I will not be starting the comic regularly until the summer, between now and then, I will do very occasional one-offs while I continue to develop the drawings and such. Here is the first one: opinions and suggestions for improvements are more than welcome.
How often can I do a satirical journalism joke which coincides with science? Not often, I'll tell you that now...
Also, try not to notice that the worms are a mirror of each other, just with/without a hat.

Monday 2 January 2012

Misanthropia

Oscar pushed through the crowd of people that were assembled outside the station entrance, with water trickling down his face. From his nose, was a single water drop. As he sauntered down the dirty steps into the station, he heard a voice from behind say “Big Issue?” Oscar turned to see who was interrupting his trail of thought. He was faced with an unshaved man, with a rucksack at his feet, who stood clutching a collection of magazines. Oscar carried on:
“I hate saying no to him every morning. He should just get the hint” he mumbled to himself and he rushed to an unclean blue door with a male silhouette on it.