True Detective

The day before I escaped England and reached good old Crete, I spent the entire day watching the first series of True Detective. I had already sorted my packing a day previous, and it was a good decision.
Having spent a day in that world gave sure as hell gave me something to think about on the four hour flight over.

I really enjoyed the vague hints of eldritch horror and the existential pondering of Rust. The cinematography, was pretty excellent too, showing the gigantic American south, populated with the skeleton of industry and destruction of previous hurricanes.

It was great, that's why I drew this picture.

Table Top Sale

This event was essentially a bring and buy sale at the Wharf chambers. Perhaps due to a lack of promotion, or the fact that it was the first time something like it had been organised, there were very few visitors. I did at least sell one or two zines, and did not feel inclined to buy anything.
A chap called Mike did approach me for a commission, and he described that he was involved in the refurbishment of a 1933 Focke Wulf, and would like a picture based on it, indicating that it should be about A2 in scale.
Other than that the event was pretty uninteresting, and we passed the time by playing hangman.