The Man

is who I work for now. Well, a medical journal really (I redraw and style their pictures) but you know the drill, it's all 9-5, Mon-Fri. So I got a job and neglected my blog. What a cow. However, as an absolute shock, I like it! I get to play with Illustrator all day. I have enough energy (and eventually enough cash) to enjoy my evenings, weekends and lots of days off to the full. But I've joined the rat race. Crikey.

As you can probably tell from the image above I've decided to start using other people's pictures in this thing as well as my own. It reduces the pressure to come up with something pretty each time I want to post so I might be on a bit more often. And it means that I can post about shit other than myself (I said I can, I didn't say I would).

This, however, is by me. I'm compiling a 'wall of fear' for the house featuring everyone who visits; I shove their heads in my new scanner (thanks mum) and add them. There are only 5 now, but it will grow. And grow. You're next.

What else have I been up to? I've got short hair, I've been down Ecclesall Road, I've been round loads of galleries and pubs, I've eaten lots of curry, I've seen a few bands and a few comedians, hung out with friends, yah yah yah...

It won't always be this comfortable and fun. That would be boring.