Monday, 30 May 2011


Regular readers (ha!) of my twitter will be aware that I have been monitoring the last space shuttle missions almost religiously. Why?

Image from Spaceflight Now

Thursday, 12 May 2011


I was interviewed about my job as a comic book colourist amongst other things by writer extraordinaire Molly McIsaac for comics website iFanboy. What an experience! I'm not entirely sure why the images ended up being quite so blue-shifted. Anyway, if you're interested, check it out!

I have a public gallery of samples over at my facebook, and at some point I'll probably consolidate them somewhere more sensible. In the meantime, to see the work as I originally intended you can do one of two things.

1. Buy Weird Worlds!
2. Go here.

Saturday, 15 January 2011

Iron Rose Fails At Blogging

I realise it's been a long time since I last updated the blog. I've got a lot to write about- my latest trip to New York, for example, and the release of my first published work. I'm a little busy right now, but in due course I intend to write about:

TRON: Legacy
Being On A Boat (And Then Meeting The I'm On A Boat Guy)
The Spider-Man Musical In Which No-One Died
I Love You, Phillip Norris (And Jim Carrey)
...and so on. In the mean time, have this picture. It's me as Iron Rose, as drawn by the fantastic Kevin Maguire. I coloured it right back in April, and at some point, I'll re-do it. After I'm done with Tanga, maybe!

Sunday, 26 December 2010

Kutabare! Or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Language Barrier

Hello! Me again. Happy Boxing Day!
Today, in a somewhat continuity-friendly fashion, I thought I'd tell you about the time I was cruelly tricked into telling my Japanese host-mother to go fuck herself.

Friday, 24 December 2010

A Very Christmas Story

I lied. I don't really do Christmas very well. I much prefer my birthday, when I'm the only one getting presents. Instead, I thought I'd write about the very first friend I made in Japan, and how I ended up being responsible for his death.
Merry Christmas!

Thursday, 23 December 2010

First Post, Probably to be Deleted Later but Who Knows

I've been thinking about doing this for a while. I tweet, I throw Things I Find Interesting up on facebook, and occassionally I write something that at least I consider vaguely amusing.
It's not exactly enough to base a blog off, though, is it? That's what I told myself anyway, every time I thought it might be a bit of a laugh to start one of these things. Besides being a strong contender for gold in Britain's 2012 Disappointment Olympics (the gruelling procrastination pentathalon being my main event), I just don't do anything worth writing about. As Martin Freeman's John says in that brilliant scene in the BBC's new Sherlock series, a tight little smile on his face: "Nothing ever happens to me."

And then it did.

Sadly I haven't been caught up in a whirlwind of crime, clues and cheekbones with the delightful Benedict Cumberbatch (What a name. Could it be more British?), but I have found myself propelled into the weird and wacky world of comic book creation which is probably just as much fun- and so far, doesn't require tolerating a flatmate who keeps severed heads in the fridge.
It's been a mad journey, and I suppose much of my reason for starting a blog is to document what's still left to come: in January, the release of the first issue of my first published work, in February, my 25th birthday. March, my first comic book convention as a published professional, (which, incidentally, will mark a year since I met Kevin Maguire, to whom I owe so much) my first visit to Chicago, the first time my work will appear on the cover of a comic book... it all just feels utterly unreal.

I'll probably end up writing more about meteor showers, clockwork, the allure of Tony Stark, my love of science, science fiction, 1920s fashion, birds, creepybeautiful music and various other brown paper packages tied up with string... if I write anything at all in between procrastination training sessions. It's a gallant start, none the less.
To blogging!

Now, where's the rum?