Some time ago I published a book of
cartoons as a present for my wife on our wedding anniversary. I
thought that I would make some excerpts available on this blog in the
hope that it would revive interest in the sadly undervalued work of
genius.
Below is the short introduction that
prefaced the book, some words of praise from some kindly folk who
reviewed it, and some sample pictures for your delight
and titillation:
Introduction to Scriblets
A book
like this is usually published after the author is famous. For
instance, a member of a 60s pop group, one half a comedy duo and the
creator of a hit sitcom to (not) name a few have all published books
of this nature. However, as I consider my prospects of becoming
famous as vanishingly small I thought: why wait?
This book
is dedicated to my wife. We met at work and every day I would draw
her a little picture, which she kept. The majority of this book is a
compilation of some those pictures, divided under four arbitrarily
named headings that bear little or no resemblance to their content.
The rest of the book is the product of my warped little mind in more
recent years…enjoy.
Praise
for Scriblets
“I was
blind before I read this book. Not only did Scriblets cure me, but I
can now see better than anyone else who has ever lived.”
Anonymous
“…if
possible, reading Scriblets is even better than intercourse with my
wife or girlfriend.”
Anonymous
“Artwork:
childish. Poetry: fatuous. Prose: shallow and tedious. However, when
one puts it all together one is left with a work of such wit and
sagacity as to leave one quite breathless.”
Anonymous
“This
book is a monument to humanity…” “…all future works of art
must be held against it, and are doomed to wither in the comparison.”
Anonymous
“..such
is the sheer naked power of this book, after reading it, I felt as if
I had been raped…but in a good way.”
Anonymous
“If
this book were a car it would be a Rolls Royce. If it were a tree it
would be an oak. If it were a corkscrew it would be one of those cool
expensive types…you know the ones? They grip the neck of the
bottle? and you pull a lever? and then it just pulls the cork out
real quick?…one of those.”
Anonymous
Kevin the tortoise and his heat seeking porpoise
ChristianTat and his pogo cat
Mr
Rabbit
has no tail, although oddly enough, people often have to have this
pointed out to them.