So, the search for that Dream Publisher for my wee Tarot deck continues. With its now nearly historical total lack of success. Oh well… Meanwhile, a lovely lady who runs a free online readings site, came across it, somewhere, and sort of fell in love with it. To cut a long story short, my deck is now available for free online readings. That is like saying that it’s started to earn its keep. I checked the stats yesterday. It has been used for readings over 700 times. Blimey!, I say. So here goes the “poster” I’m using to make this fact known to the … er… world? And a little something (or as I call it, an itch that needed scratching) for all those crappy creeps that think that you can make peace with “beums“. We are living in times that would have made Orwell feel like a nursery novice, we are…
The site where you can get free readings (with mine and another 7,000 or so decks) is:
Update 13/10/10. This one has taken me over a month to get out of my system. Finally, once I accepted that it wanted to be fairly gray, so to speak, it just flowed. Well, sort of. Plus: have new links (3 for the time being). To Kata Illustration (and etsy shop). Cool graphics from Kotryna, all the way from Vilnius, look you. Go check her stuff. Now. Update 12/11/10 She lives!!! She be no dead!!! What groovyness, innit? And here be proof of a) life and b) undying love for the Shoggies. Even if they’re taking over my life, the little bleeders. Update 19/11/10 Today: a wee history lesson. The facts that is Shoggothic history shouldn’t deter the true believers.
I’m writing a short account of how the Shoggoths came into my life. It’s taking a wee bit longer that planned, but it’s coming soon to my miraculously empty “literary” page. Meanwhile, have a preview. And a small benefic juju I made for my good Flick’r mate, the exquisite MimiLoveForever. Update 13/09/10 More stuff for the divine MimiLoveForever. Birthday stuff. Plus the poster announcing the unveiling of my short story of how the Shoggoths came into my life…and practically took it over. PS. The story has gone down rather well amongst my Flick’r pals. They really are good people, they are, bless their digital socks. Update 14/02/10 A sad update. A friend of a friend died a while back. This wee memorial is for both of them. Update 17/09/10 A happier sort of update. This is for my excellent Flick’r pal, the groovy FlickChick2 (aka Mary). Happy birthday, Flicky
Here’s the latest (and possibly the last for a wee while) of the Flick’r Friends series. This one is for Marcella aka Viavisconti, and her new nephew, baby Federico. Update 24/07/10 Here be a newly evolved version of an old caper. Now I really like it! Update 28/07/10. And here be another recycled, or rather, actually finished version of something truly ancient, Reversal of Fortunes, and a proper, new thing., Leaky Penguins. As I’ve said elsewhere, my fingers have been itching to do something on the subject of “spies”. The Second Coming of the Great Wikileaks “scandal” was the catalyst wot sparked the graphic revolution. I say second coming, because that Wikileaks saga’s been going on for quite a while, really. Some of the stuff exposed by it has been doing the rounds on the net for yonks. But of course, it didn’t acquire its new-improved-hallowed Scandal Status until sanctified by the New York Times and the Guardian. Well, good luck to all concerned. Update 26/08/10 I’m nearly at the end of a massive Iain M. Banks marathon. What on Earth will I do when I run out of Cuture novels Bumba alone knows. Meanwhile I’m having a totally groovy time. And in my “copious” spare time, I try to draw some of the weird & wonderful characters one finds in them. Here goes one modest example. The other pic is just to announce that the not-too-bad ship Nogoodnik (sister of the Refusenik), has graced my shores once more and, as usual, brought gifts with her. Bumba bless wayward ships!
And so we come to that four-yearly cyclic event. That which can whip by and large emotionally catatonic people to a paroxysm of frenzied apathy and, like a civil war, turn child against parent and neighbour against migrant strawberry picker. Yes, it’s the Dreaded World Cup. Here’s my first take on what, so far, looks like a staggeringly dull tournament. Not that I’ve been watching any of the matches, but I did see on the news the England goalie making a dog’s dinner out of that penalty kick. I was in stitches! Anyway, passssh the bottle, Paddy, will you… (Mmmm… Interesting. I seem to have been taken over by the passing spirits of dead British comedians. Funny. And no pun intended, either). Update 27/06/10 And here’s what the great Manolito thinks of the whole thing, including (particularly, actually) today’s match. Update 04/07/10 Here’s Patricio’s vignette. Update 10/07/10 And so we draw near the end of the dreaded Four-Yearly Event. If the toss is between Holland and Spain, this time I’ll invoke genetics and ancestral memory and go with Spain, like the German octopus (so cute, too!). However, whatever the result, Manolito will be hung, upside-down, for his lapse in lofty detachment. So, here’s the preview. Also, a wee birthday card I cobbled together rather in a hurry, and resorting to much recycling, for a dear Flick’r friend. Happy birthday Helene!
As I was saying, I’ve been spending more & more time on the lovely Flick’r, where people actually talk to me and like my monigotes. Got quite chummy with some of my contacts there and they have, in turn, begun to infiltrate my illustrations, somehow. Here are a few examples. Never mind the incomprehensible in-jokes. Update 10/06/10 ‘ere, ‘ave some more p’litical stuff. This one is to counteract the public rants on the subject by that mega-idiot, the “Reverend” Pat Robertson. You very bad health, reverend!
The Great Revision proceeds smoothly and more than pleasantly. Here’s the last one. Better than Odin hanging from whatsitsname thinggy tree? Update 04/04/10 And here’s another one. Nay, two. Update 07/05/10 No, I haven’t gone anywhere, really. Just been living more on Flick’r that here. The Revised Majors are all done. Here are the last of that lot.
Right. As I was saying. The Tarot deck revision is up & running & coming along nicely. In fact, I’m getting to fall in love with the cards all over again. Or at leastl, some of them anyway. This one, today’s lot, for instance. One of my favourite in the whole deck (any deck). But this new version has beasties and flowers and the ambiguity of its meaning is emphasized, if I may say so without sounding too drastic and…well, not ambiguous enough. And to keep it company, a leetle p’litical rant for all of us who are sick entirely with the old moronic question of the bloody Falklands/Malvinas. Oh, yes, and the back of the cards as well. Update 10/03/10 And today’s special is … Death! Note. The skellies are not Mexican. They be Tibetan. So. Plus, have a wonderful St. Patrick’s Day. Update 18/03/10 And here be a variation of the back of the cards for a Flick’r pal who calls himself Visual Fuck (priceless!) and who’d like a t-shirt with snakes. Here you go, mate. Up.d. 10/03/10 Voila, the new Fool. Update 23/03/10 And a few more new old things. Update 26/03/10 And some more. 27/03/10 More!
It truly is. One more Cup, the notorious Devil and…that’s it, folks. Thank Bumba I still have the mammoth revisionist task ahead, otherwise I’d have ginormous withdrawal symptoms. Anyways, here goes. Update 02/03/10 I’ve been meaning to do this ever since he died, but you know how it is. Well, it’s done. Goodbye Howard, you heart-breaker, you… Update 07/03/10 The last but one. Ah, the cold turkey,the cold turkey… NB. This one features a botijo, just because the lovely Señor Ubé hinted (ever so nicely) that perhaps … You know… The botijo contains a particularly heady variety of Valdepeñas. Salut! (Hic!) Update 08/03/10 And so we come to the end of a very, very long road. It is done. But, thank Bumba, not dusted. I’ll have nearly as much fun revising and re-thinking the whole damned thing. Life is sweet. Sometimes. Update 14/03/10 The Great Revisionist Endeavour is up & running. Here’s the first revised card, a great improvement over the original, as it has a perrrrrito, and the symbols are more and more accurate.
Cloppity-cloppitying along the course, sovaldi sale pills here comes a yoof on a horse. Wot closes the Court Cards series. Or, decease as I call it, the Palace Contingent. Three Cups, two Swords and one Devil to go, chaps. Ay, que emosssssion…. Plus, as a bonus, you may as well have two girls not to be messed with. Update 26/02/10 The last of the Swords!!! And a little something to celebrate the end of my (internet) connection problems.
Long live the Rehab-Lab! This item is one of the really special ones. You know these horrible English filums that English people like so much only because they are English? It would be OK if they liked the bloody dreary things and left the rest of us alone but, oh, no! They do go on , and on, and on. And they don’t stop until you’ve sat down and watched it, and got enormously bored and irritated and in a murderous mood. And then you tell them you think the movie is total crap and they look hurt, and then offended, and finally they say you just can’t appreciate them because you’re a sad little foreigner. That sort of thing. I can’t be the only one who’s “been there”. For they who know what I’m talking about… Update 15/02/10. It never rains… Plus two more cards. Update 16/02/10 And two more. Seven to go, folks. Hai! Hai!