Booya! Finished my 24 hour comic this morning, clocking in at 25 pages in 13 hours. It was a struggle though, we came back from Portugal by air and train on Friday and I was wrecked starting the comic. I started at 1pm and between dinner and dicking around I finished it this morning after a decent sleep.

I’m happy with it though. I picked ‘The Dangerous Voyagers’ from the random title generator and wrote it as I went along.

A comic from issue 3 of MBLEH, inspired by a friend who has a bad shake when he draws so I suggested he tie a vibrator to his forearm to counterbalance the tremor.

Speaking of gammy hands, I’ve been struck down with a regal dose of Carpal Tunnel strain in my left hand. I’m typing this spa-style by mashing my mouth held typing wand against the keyboard. So apologies for the one sentence emails I’m sending everyone. Jesus I hate emails now. Remember when they were fun?

Being woefully out of touch with the modern world, it takes me a while to hear about things. Seamus Brennan passed away a few weeks ago and I only heard about it now. I know nothing about his politics but I was always eager to see him on telly. He was tiny. I remember he was on Prime Time and his legs were dangling off the side of the chair like a 6 year old. I drew a comic about him.

I made him cry according to this article.

Here’s the comic. Notice the credit is Bob ‘Liam Lawlor’ Byrne. He’s also dead. The curse of The Shiznit……

That article is wrong about what The SHIZNIT means by the way

Again, I had no grudge against him. Everybody thinks I just hate every public figure and it’s not true, I like Pat Kenny,Gay Byrne and Dave Fanning. Compared to tools like Hector and every lame presenter on Irish television they deserve their accolades. Joe Duffy and Paddy O Gorman are still fucking clowns of the highest order though.

Following on from the comments in the previous post, here is an 8 page story that I drew of the Morbid Milton character, I agreed to do it for free and it was fun. The colouring job is amazing but the lettering is shit.

This story ran in a mag called Cryptic and I’ve never seen it, wasn’t even sent a copy. Beware of internet collaborations kids. Beware of collaborations in general, people can’t be trusted. I hate working with people on things. My favourite saying is ‘A camel is a horse designed by committee’. I say it all the time.

After this I agreed to draw a 3 part series for a nominal fee, just to get some stuff published in the US. Then the mention of money disappeared and I was held ransom to draw the other 2 issues so I decided to walk and keep the character I designed. The artwork is a little ropey as it was banged out around 2 and a half years ago

Nuff sed.

Here’s a pic I took on Friday, a young knacker came into Spar on his horse, It was nutty.

Found this comic buried in one of my many folders. I like this comic. I drew it on A3 paper and hand lettered it but I gave away the originals for some charity auction.

Yep, The Evil Machine. Although I’ve given up on recycling and am sick to death of hearing about global warming, seeing trees getting chopped down depresses the shit out of me. Where I grew up there was always young scrawny trees planted almost as a taunt to the young knackers who would snap them into pieces. But what got me is that these young trees were supported by a wooden pole around 5 times thicker than the plant. So we kill an older tree to support a series of new trees that will be killed. Sob.

Neh

I’ve just realised over the past few weeks that there a stack of secret fans of my work, people who dig what I do but have never commented on the website or dropped me a mail. The Shiznit so far has totalled around 70,000 copies in circulation so I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that a percentage of readers are intrigued by the rest of my nonsense.

So it struck me that alot of you missed out on Tequila. I have a 6 page story in it called Say a Prayer for me which I wrote around this time last year while depressed silly because my life was completely fucked. It’s a real story and it packs a punch, one of the first serious auto-bio stories that I’ve drawn.

Dec who published it hasnt put it through Diamond Comic Distributors yet and a handful appear now and then in the shops over here. You can order copies directly from him for a nominal fee. DshalveyATgmailDOTcom or through here

I’ve posted the first two pages here, little text heavy and not really representational of the story (I reveal myself as a vampire at the end. No. This is a GOOD comic). View them on the Flickr page if you want to read the text

This wonderfully designed site has been nominated for a Irish Blog award and voting is closed so I missed out on that one. Design? What about the all jaysis comics and silly crap I put up every week. Fuck’s sake. I know Frank did a great job on the design but where’s the Best Art Blog nomination? Ah who cares. Eagles all the way.

So if you want to get a glimpse into my incredibly sensitive soul buy Tequila. A copy of Amperduke wouldn’t hurt either.

I want to be remembered for alot of things but it’ll probably be Bad Dublin Hash and Any Bread that does it. Hey, fuck it, it’s all good!

I love this comic too. It appeared in the last Shiznit and it was the runaway smash of that issue. What a little cutie. I’m using him again in forthcoming issues. Can’t resuse the gag so he’ll be starring in:

-Judge Bwed
-Hunt for Bwed October
-Bwed Poets Society
-Night of the living Bwed

If you can think of anymore gags send em on. I’ve also thought that it’d make a funny comic of me just trying to figure out how to reuse that little scamp. The title ‘Bwed Poets Society’ is probably as funny any comic I’d do of it.Y’knizzle?

Amperduke news this week.

Have to re-do this now that I’m better at drawing. Made this when I was 19ish and it was a struggle. A struggle. Jaysis they were dark days. Didn’t even own a computer so I’d visit my Da and use his in dribs and drabs, then it was coloured arseways in Corel PhotoPaint.

Ah well, it’s the only way to learn innit.

Drew this when I was 13. Such talent.

I drew a fair few comics in school and once even in detention, how rock and roll is that? Only got detained about 12 times during my school career and usually it involved copying numbers out of a phone book as punishment! Some teachers let you do you your homework and some didn’t care just once you were writing and not talking. My mate Bill used to write these hilarious stream of conscious things where he’d just write shit like the lyrics to Kriss Kross’ Jump. ‘Because I’m the miggedy miggedy miggedy miggedy mack yall, yes I am the miggedy miggedy miggedy miggedy mack’.

I’m beginning to soften when I think of school but then I remember that I hated the kip. Had some classic moments though. The day one of the students punched the head off the Vice Principal being one. The place going on fire was another.