It’s with a heavy heart that I’ve decided to… resume blogging yet again. Apologies in advance to fans of comics criticism and quality journalism.

I’ve finally been able to book a week off work and resume the project, which is now a larger and more cohesive graphic novel called Sarfend.

An unbelievably accomplished effort that hits home at every level and will be spoken of for years to come.

Begum’s murky, abstract art works best when it’s at its least lucid, with several nightmarish scenes that descend into psychological horror.

Sacco’s art and storytelling are at their densest and most nuanced yet.

A few months back I had the most vivid of dreams, in which I was being chased by Jason Vorhees, through the Southend Odeon…

Every year, I vow to draw a Christmas card for family and friends. Sometimes, albeit rarely, I actually follow through with my threat.

I love taking our little podenco Dobby along the Westcliff beach on a Saturday morning. You never know what rare wildlife you’ll spot, such as this lesser speckled Transformer in its natural habit.

I’ve been loving the @SelfMadeHero #DrawYourBookshop tag today, in which artists render their local independent bookseller. So much, in fact, that I thought I’d stumble drunk into the party just as everyone is leaving.