Author: hamishmacdonald

Between the coronavirus and climate change, the Grand-Canyon-sized blind spots in our culture are starting to show themselves. We really have not made a priority of taking care of each other and treating life on this earth as if it were a conditional thing.

“Is it safe to go to the grocery store? But I need to go to the grocery store! But I can’t stockpile enough food for us to eat forever! And what happens when the power goes out, or we can’t travel, or, or…?”

It is quite anxiety-inducing.

• Step One: Could everyone please stop caging, mistreating, and eating animals? Like, yesterday? That is the sole reason these outbreaks keep happening, and total antibiotic resistance is next — also for the same reason.
• Step Two: Green New Deal, please. Now. And some kind of Nuremberg trial for the oil and gas companies who have known full well for at least the last seventy years about the harm they’ve been doing.
• Step Three: Can Facebook please go away? It’s microphone feedback on a planetary scale. “IS THIS THING ON?!! Yes, but it should be switched off.

Not so bleak, actually quite bright, but freakin’ cold.

Last night at Comics Club I finally had a chance to start my new diary comics sketchbook.

I’ve been putting it off, partly because I’ve been so busy with work, illustrating a new quarterly book as well as doing lots of odd cartooning jobs for various other teams in the company.

I’ve also been hesitant to start this new book because I made it from the last of my favourite paper. Boo hoo.

The longer I put off starting, the more ideas and events piled up into a big, intimidating ball — so I produced this four-panel pile of non-sequiturs. But at least I’ve started!

I was out of town for a couple of days, but got some time on the road to catch up with my comic diaries…