This article originally appeared in Ink Magazine #10, 2017 Ah, the noble dedication of the lonely artist, working long into the night! Sworn to a puritanical existence; eschewing simple pleasures so that they can commit fully to their craft. Their métier. Their fucking oeuvre. I’m not sure who ever found this poetic view of their […]
Livestock: probably my last graphic novel Read More »
The pitch, from which all of the stories followed, written by Benoît Sokal (translated from the original French) – The villa at the end of the road (La villa au bout du chemin). This is how people refer to the strange house facing the sea on the edge of the cliff, north of the island.
LA VILLA SUR LA FALAISE / THE HOUSE ON THE CLIFF (Casterman 2012) Read More »
A violent scream ripped from my lungs, And with my anguish thus expunged, The people turned and looked at me, That busy day, in Sainsburys.
My first blog entry: Poetry Corner #1 Read More »