Your boss calls up and asks if you're up for going to Paris for three and a half weeks for work... Um, yes please!

The irony, however is that I've been working against a deadline for my submission to the Brighton White Night on October 30th. I'm doing two tabloid sized colour pages in a group comic about a 19th century gentleman philosopher/mad scientist.  Here are a couple of bits for you to gander at: the story culminates with cephalopods, exploding dream machines and a very confused old gentleman.  But I've had a lot of fun doing it.

Now off the the Musée d'Orsay!  If I sketch anything half worth showing, I'll put it up shortly.

Thanks,

Nye