Happy International Women’s Day!
I drew the title illustration for this year’s special March 8th issue of Graswurzelrevolution. The lettering on the front banner is by Tine Fetz!
HOURLY COMICS DAY 2020
This was a really quick and sketchy Hourly Comic, because I was busy and/or hanging out with people all day ^^
Of course, the correct term is actually cuttlefish!! (cuddlefish :3)
Inktober 2019
I didn’t do all 31 days in 2019, either. Here are the ones I did, following the official Inktober prompt list.
Day 1: Ring
There is a fairy ring in my lawn. Only 5-6 mushrooms grew in it so far, but clearly arranged in a neat circle, around the black mulberry.
Day 2: Mindless (callcenter life)
Day 3: Bait
I bought a writing cabinet on that very day in real life, and since I’d been watching a lot of horror movies (hello Ari Aster) and listening to a lot of horror books lately (Stephen King really awakens my own drive to tell stories), I imagined that there could indeed be something wrong with it …. But maybe the spirits in it are kind of nice and cute, at least once you get to know them? :3
Day 4: Freeze
The Netto bag is a Pusher reference …
My contributions to the Bilderberg Konferenz V book
Okay, so I guess it figures that the first comic page I draw in a very long time is going to be an entirely self-indulgent thing with piggies and ultra-violence directed at men, in general. This is for the collaboration book for the Bilderberg Konferenz V underground comics festival in Berlin, August 10-11th.
We always do our own weird take on some topic, and this year the theme is the forgotten and unfinished play “Hanswurst’s Wedding” by Goethe, which seems to be some kind of satire about how disgusting upper class people are etc. In the Bilderberg books it’s even worse, of course, while we tried to creatively include the original text fragments. That also means that the book has to be in German.
The story is basically just that the upper class twit Hanswurst is getting married and the wedding party is just an orgy of all kinds of revolting stuff, while his dad praises him above all heavens.
Goethe never finished the play so we don’t know how it was supposed to end, but this is how I think it should end! A band of women guerillas crash the party and kill everyone (especially/at least the men) in the name of revolutionary expropriation.
The final line is inspired by gothhabiba. And the first slogans they are shouting are inspired by L.D. Bronstein, On Optimism and Pessimism: On the Twentieth Century and on Many Other Issues (1901). Full context:
It seems as if the new century, this gigantic newcomer, were bent at the very moment of its appearance to drive the optimist into absolute pessimism and civic nirvana.
– Death to Utopia! Death to faith! Death to love! Death to hope! thunders the twentieth century in salvos of fire and in the rumbling of guns.
– Surrender, you pathetic dreamer. Here I am, your long awaited twentieth century, your ‘future’.
– No, replies the unhumbled optimist: You – you are only the present.
We also drew bizarre portraits of the wedding guests in Basil Wolverton style (or just our own style). Here are mine:
Goethe’s name of the character is Saufaus, which means “drunkard”, but if you add a “t” at the end it becomes “fist of the sow”! So I figured the character is a martial artist who has “Saufaust”/”Fist of the Sow” tattooed on her arm, and scars from an injury have obscured the “t” at the end …
And I thought the character named “Schweinpelz” (“Pig fur”) should just be a very furry boar. V^(oo)^V
