‘Tis a beautiful Sunday afternoon.
The early spring sunshine makes the drabness of winter a dim memory.
I am indoors drawing.
On BBC6 Music Jarvis Cocker is reading an excerpt from Bret Easton Ellis's book '
’, where the child's
Terby doll is exhibiting disturbing demonic traits. Lunar
I look out through the patio doors to the garden.
A darkness envelopes me.
Next door's cat is outside.
He looks at me- his eyes burning with a hateful malevolence.
I normally like cats, but this one is not right in the head.
His name I know, but I refuse to acknowledge what his owners call him.
To me he is Asmodeus.
What's all this got to do with cartoons?
Well, here is a cat cartoon- I think it has appeared on the blog as a "here's one I couldn't sell".
It finally got published in Saga magazine this month- about 3 years after I drew it.