Oh, hey, we can be topical again…
And that’s it for the print version of Jitterati! I wasn’t going to let it go to waste, it would’ve reached the 15th anniversary in just a few weeks. I was going to be organised and draw a new one about the TPPA, but thrilling topicality can wait until next week.
Well, FishHead has folded suddenly, so that’s probably it for Jitterati in print after fifteen years*. It was inevitable that I’d be unable to jump from stone to stone forever like that terrible scene with Legolas vs. gravity in The Hobbit: Throw It All at the Screen Because Who Cares By This Point.
I’m still drawing Madeleine for WildTomato, so there’s that. I’m not completely out of print for the first time in 23 years. It actually wasn’t much fun drawing a topical cartoon a month in advance (and from a distance), so check here on Monday for a new weekly online Jitterati.
Will it still be set in Wellington? Very probably. Will it be topical? Very probably. Ah, but will it be Wellington topical? No, man, because I have no idea what you guys are up to anymore. I’m surrounded by (looks out window) cows and blackbirds and there’s a lot happening in the world right now.
*Unless by some miracle The Listener comes calling.
A new cartoon for Wild Tomato, the sister magazine of FishHead, from Nelson. Named after Proust’s bit of crumpet, naturally. Nothing to do with twelve little girls in two straight lines. This will get wilder as it goes on.
No particular reason for this, except I was thinking about something Graeme Edgeler was saying on Twitter about the hysterical response to the first flag referendum result, and this December’s Jitterati for FishHead is a rerun because I ran out of profound things to say about Christmas. And I was reading an Adventure Time book, obviously.
For a cover story about Wellington’s oldest colonial families. Drawn with only two different brushes, just to be different.
A complicated one to accompany a cartoon about the NZSO. I’m pretty sure I could actually write this opera.
So my friend Peter was giving me a lift back to Otaki last week and he started singing this in the car, and I heard they were releasing the final shortlist of four flags today and what with one thing and another I need to get some sleep now.
For a story about the NZSO and their new conductor, who I hope has a sense of humour.