This impressive ship-clock was designed to roll along the length of a banquet table and to fire off certian cannon's (just a flashbang, of course) to signify moving from one course to another!
Phew! Man...so many nice clocks. I gotta go towel off THE SWEAT I'M TALKING ABOUT SWEAT HERE. More to come later!
So here is my first proper play around with "colouring". I think I've just about made up my mind about going black and white or colour. Though I suppose I could always do colour for the site and desaturate the images for any kind of printed collection I might be lucky enough to do, some two hundred comics or so down the road.
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The beast known as Computer Errors has just cost me a gross lump of work on the comic. I think I might still be able to get it up tonight (honey) but in case I don't, now you know why!
According to a store clerk, Penguin started releasing these 95% recycled editions of old classics (upon which all the money has been made) about six months ago. As you can see in the picture, it only sold for two quid (about $5 CAN/US) and that's just a hell of a deal for a new book. I snapped up Moby Dick, Charles Dickens' Hard Times, Jules Verne's Around the World in Eighty Days, Bram Stoker's Dracula and a collection of selected works by Edgar Allen Poe. Hot damn but I'm covered for the next while! It also strikes me that these would be a great resource for students (all the Shakespearean plays were on the shelf, for example). Can anybody tell me if these are avaliable in Canada as well? If not, they should be!
Just been figuring out all the little details these past couple of days, so el bloggo has been a bit quiet. Sorry folks! I've been figuring out my trip to Canada in December, getting the post-apocalyptic script to it's final draft, practicing drawing and generally attending to all the stupid little things which get swept under the carpet when you're stressing over job hunting, money et al. All that being said, I haven't posted the last of my photographs from last Friday's romp through the west end and so here they are, starting with something which I thought might tickle the cold, dead heart of one Mr. North.
The Japanese Embassy, for those have an interest in that sort of thing.
This particular fish shows up more places than you'd expect in London. This one was at the absolute bottom right of Hyde Park but the best is also a part of the lamp posts running along most of the Thames/Embankment area.
Coming back up the Thames to the area in front of the Tate gallery, I had a go at a daytime version of a photo from a while back.
If you live here, you're doing pretty okay.
I just like buildings that look like this!
Anyways, new comic tomorrow and if you all cross your fingers real hard I may have something to say about the first day at the new job on Monday. Certainly, I'll try to explore Hammersmith a bit more and see what might be picture worthy.
Now I knew that Queen Victoria had grieved for the death of her husband rather thoroughly (what with her wearing all black every day of her life but one, from the funeral onward). I knew that as Queen of the British Empire at it's height, she'd have some serious resources to draw upon for a tribute. But still, I was absolutely stunned when I came across this while walking from Kensington Palace to the Serpentine Gallery.
If you want to see some pictures underneath the monument and to learn more about how it was built, you can check out this here webpage.
Each of the four outer corners is dedicated to one of the continents which the Empire held notable sway over. First we have Africa with it's camel.
Then we have Asia with it's Elephant.
Followed by a Bull for Europe.
And finally, a Buffalo for North America.
And finally the big man himself.
As if all this wasn't enough, we have the more widely known Royal Albert Hall which lay right where Albert's statue can keep an eye on it.
Tomorrow you all shall be treated to the loose photo's from Friday's bloody long walk and a new First World Problem strip. I'm going to try for another mid-week one as well, though I shall try to restrain myself and just do a simple, linear, three or four panel comic.
So okay, the picture is pretty shit but you can at least catch the barriers and one of the policemen. As I was taking this I noticed a policeman not to far to my left that I hadn't yet noticed and lost my steady shot thanks to a quick burst of worry. Ah well, I'll be keeping an eye on the news to see if anything comes of this.
In stark contrast to the little "no media" zone I'd just left, I found myself along the south wall of Kensington Palace not thirty feet away where there were around three hundred people clamoring around the fences with their tributes etc. in acknowledgment of the tenth anniversary of the death of Princess Diana.
From here I'm going to leap ahead chronologically about an hour to show a related item which I finally decided I may as well a see - the Diana memorial fountain. Once again, I was surprised by what I saw. Not only was there a complete lack of home made posters and television media opportunists, there wasn't a statue of Diana or anything like that.
Getting up close I didn't see any crazed individuals like I had over by Kensington Palace, just a peaceful few clusters of people relaxing, playing and walking around this interesting water feature.
Anyways, just before I end today's post I think I'll show you a restaurant which is situated right by the Serpentine gallery - which in turn lay roughly equidistant between Kengsington Palace and the Diana memorial.
Tomorrow I'll be posting pictures of what I found just before I came across this restaurant, something which made me utter without a hint of "irony", maliciousness or mischief...
You know you're further into the city because it's considered safe to have these fish where anyone could reach in and grab them. If these were closer out to Finsbury park or my neck of the woods then they'd all be speared on the end of coathangers by "the youth of today".
Eventually I found myself in a raised area which encircles the museum, my pictures of which turned out to be a lot more crap than I thought at the time so we'll hold off on those, and was further driven to notice how downright futuristic this area seems in contrast to the rest of London. Just about everywhere was completely coated in glass so you could see what everyone else was doing (and yes, I did catch a guy picking his nose around the twentieth floor of one office building. Sadly I wasn't quick enough with the camera) and the upper area I entered at the Museum extended along quite a few buildings with many of it's own stores and restaurants. I really enjoyed this kind of mini, uber-city...even if it could lead to unintended consequences.
As if to accentuate the futurism of the upper stories, there were several small ruins dotted around the base of these skyscrapers. Anyways, I wish I had a quick witted and/or pithy way to finish this post...but I don't!
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