No new work to show lately! I know! I have become a hermit, sheltering under a damp east London rock which smells of paint and more paint. More importantly, I’ve spent the last few weeks writing and re-writing and re-writing the script for this ol’ graphic novel as mentioned in previous posts. But alas, writing means that while one can do plenty of work, all there is to show at the end of it is a pile of pages with words on them: thus, it is a far inferior activity to drawing.