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Already a modern classic
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A crow says "I just want to"
"Focus" Crow is now very detailed and crouching down
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A crow whistles to itself on a bright winter day. It's scratching at the snow with its foot. It sees something blue and plastic sticking out of the snow and says "Hello what's this". It reaches to pick it up with its beak and yanks it out with a "shing!"
The thing is revealed to be a blue bic pen. The crow holds it triumphantly above its head. There is a magic light emanating from the pen which is creating a blue crosshatching effect on the sky.
The crow holds the glorious pen and the words "I AM ARTIST" frame the image.
The Artful Corvid #oldknees
Pencil drawing of two crows in a tree with heavy snow fall. One crow is pulling a PRIVATE PROPERTY sign off of the tree. The crows are now on the snowy ground. One says "Hold on tight!" the other replies "To what?" looking down at the sign it is standing on. The first crow pushed the second and it slides down a hill screaming AAAAAHHHH. Perspective from between the legs of the crow going down the hill. Snow streams by as it continues to scream AAAAAAHHHHHHHH. The first crow watches from the top of the hill as the second screams "I'll never forgive youuuuuuu". The second crow's scream continues "uuuuu–oh I've stopped. That was thrilling!" It is covered in snow, face is plastered with the stuff. In the distance at the top of the hill, the first crow is crying "my turn! my turn!"
Hold On Tight
10:30pm Lady and Caxi are asleep next to each other on the window-suction-cup-bed
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6:30pm Lady asks for food by raising one paw. Sometimes from the other side of the room. Our theory is that she expects us to take sympathy with her "cold/hurt" paw. When Caxi is hungry she puts holes in our pants. "Ow!" I say
7:30pm Thinking about all the times... I could have seen a snowy owl... If I had only looked up... there are snowy owls everywhere.
8:30pm Practised tying knots while listening to "My dad wrote a porno" for the third time. "Uh..." I say, confused at the poor knot diagram "what". But in drawing this picture, I figured it out.
9:30pm Mélodie and I work out just before bed. We are looking rough and tired
2:30pm "It's a beautiful sunny day. But quite cold." My phone shows -14 feels like -18. "I don't mind the excuse to stay in."
3:30pm Mélodie returns. I ask "Why do I smell fries?" she says "I brought surprise poutine!" Plover is red-cheeked from the cold. I reply "Oh!" with hearts in my eyes
4:30pm Trying to put Plover down while singing 2000s indie rock "you are a waterfall waiting inside a well" I sing, as she goes AAHHH. I look down at her and say "Hm?" She looks at me with love in her eyes and then gently bites my chin and I laugh. She did not sleep.
5:30pm dinner time for Plover. Food -> Baby. She is putting food everywhere. And then it is bed time for angel baby. She has a little halo
Hourly Comics Day 2026 2/2
12:30pm Mélodie makes us lunch. It's beans and two eggs on toast. She feeds Plover in the sling. Plover goes MMMMMM
1:30pm Mélodie and Plover go outside to visit a wool shop. M is getting winter ready and has Plover strapped to her in a carrier. Plover goes YAAYAYAYA. I stay in to document my life. I say "hold on to your butts!" for the exciting comics to come...
More to come at some point!
8:30am I feed Plover breakfast. She does this shimmying side to side dance when she's happy. Mostly when she's eating. Pictured is Plover doing her happy dance while eating and going MMMMMMM
9:30am I am lying with Plover, making a voice for a bunny toy. "Why are you green, little bunny? {ohh i fell into a vat of radioactive acid. it's also why i don't have any bones!}"
10:30am while Plover naps, Mélodie makes me coffee and toast and tells me about her latest researching deepdive: dinnerware. She is looking very serious with her hands together and says "Ok, so essentially there are two kinds of plates..."
11:30am I start the strange yet socially-accepted practice of drawing one's own life. Here I am drawing. Lady (my cat) asks for a lap. She paws at my leg. Close up of her eyes. She has old eyes now.
Hourly Comics Day 2026 Part 1 of 2
Sometime the day before My two cats are communing with my baby. The white cat (Lady) says "Ok, this one is for waking them up first. Rock, paper, scissors–". In the second frame we see them each put a paw in and the baby has made scissors. Lady says "Ah, you win again".
12:30am I am softly humming Chopin to my baby. She is wide awake "eeeeeee", acquiring consciousness
7:30am I look after Plover (not her real name) most mornings so Mélodie can get more sleep. The baby is pictured saying "ee-ayagoo ayyyyyyyy" on the bed. We have our little rituals. I stand with her in front of the window saying "good morning, spruce!" Recently I've rediscovered my love for my mocha pot. It's a quiet way to make coffee, one-handed.
Hourly Comics Day 2026 comics dump!
An ad that shows two new art prints of my comics. One close up of the snowy owl, and one of the two crows flying through the snow storm from my previously posted comic.
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Two crows march through a snowy field. They see a pile of snow on top of a fence post. "Heh, that lump of snow looks like..." starts one... Close up of the lump of snow that is revealed to be a living snowy owl. "Gasp" exhales one crow. "...a spirit!" exclaims the second.
Snowy Lump #oldknees
True! I could make a print like that
That’s so cool! Thanks for letting me know 😊
Two crows are flying through a snowstorm. "I can hardly see a thing!" yells one, "We can't keep going like this!" The other one replies "Let's take a break!" They land in a snow-covered field, the snow is falling gently. "Oh!" exclaims one while looking around at the peaceful scene, "It's so beautiful when you aren't fighting against it."
Snowed In #oldknees
Really? Which ones?
A downy woodpecker sits on a spruce on a sunny winter day. "Ahh... Febuary" it says. Close up on it correcting "Febrary" then "Febberary..." then finally "Frebrury"
Ferbruary #oldknees
A Black-capped Chickadee showcasing winter fashion by donning a snowflake accessory.
A bird is singing on a crabapple tree in winter. In the second panel we see the bird is an evening grosbeak who says "What a gorgeous day!". The following panel he says "Why can't every day be like this" And in the final panel looks very upset.
Grumpbeak
I was just playing on ‘finished is better than perfect’. I know it doesn’t make sense, but often these expressions don’t make sense in practice. On one day, this saying might help me, and on the next it’s the opposite that I need to hear.
A crow kicks a small ball of snow. They then start rolling it into a larger ball while saying "trust the process...". They kick more snow into a pile and stick a branch in repeating "trust the process" to itself. They place small stones. They say "Phew!" and stand back to look at its creation, which we see now is a mess of a project that looks somewhat like a melted bird. The final panel the crow says "haha it's terrible".
Finished is better than terrible #oldknees
We see two house sparrows drinking out of a puddle. The male says to the female: "Good puddle!" to which she replies "I love you but you have low standards". Pigeons arrive in the background, the female says "Ope! Here comes the herd" There is a long horizontal frame of the two sparrows in the midst of a bunch of pigeons cooing around them. The male then says "gentle giants" the female agrees "mhm" and then says "coo" and the male responds "haha. coo!"
Coo coo
"Do you remember what you were like when you were younger?" asks one crow to another as they are landing on wet snow. "Bitey" replies the second crow. "Right... but do you remember what it was like to BE you?" "What did you think about? Have you changed fundamentally? How can you really know?" The first crow is pondering. The background is a pattern of blue circles. "I guess I don't bite as much as I used to" answers the second crow. "You bite enough" says the first.
Bitey
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Bagglyn and Grell are being triumphantly thrown into the air, while the sun sets behind them.
"Who are those two heroes?" the Queen asked the red knight. "Two of the best historians I've ever met, your Highness," he replied. "Excellent! I shall have them weave a tapestrye of this very event!" "A better gift than one's own castle set to flame, I should hope!" jested the red knight. The Queen smiled. And all was good in the warbler's realm once again...
Kneesvember 2025 Day 26
As Grell coaxed the beast forward, it saw the grub and started to charge. Bagglyn ripped the bolt from her cap, stuck the grub on, and threw it to the blue knight. "Give this worm some wings!" she shouted. Just as the beast descended on him, the blue knight launched the baited bolt as far from the castle as he could. The horrible beast followed it and was never seen again!
The blue knight fires his crossbow, which shoots the wormed bolt so hard that it blows the hats off of Bagglyn and the red knight and it knocks the yellow knight right over. Grell safely dismounts from the beast as it speeds greedily toward the bolt.
Kneesvember 2025 Day 25
"Your colleague is crazed!" the red knight shouted to Bagglyn. "This daemon is too powerful for us! Its destructive desires are insatiable!" "Insatiable... that's it!" cried Bagglyn, flying to a nearby branch of the great oak. She sung a sweet melody and soon a fat grub wiggled out from the wood. "Grell!" she yelled, "Over here! Get it over here!"
The great beast is staring at Bagglyn, who is holding a wriggling worm in her beak. Grell is still on the beast's back. An inferno burns on in the background.
Kneesvember 2025 Day 24
"Throw me my sword!” urged the yellow knight, emerging heroically through the smoke. She cut the bunting above, entangling the beast. Meanwhile, the red knight lobbed a fire stick directly into its horrid beak! But this only served to enrage the beast further. “This is a stable boy’s time to shine,” Grell thought to himself. He jumped on the beast’s back!
A violent blaze in the backdrop to this haunting scene! The white beast has purple bunting ensnaring it and smoke coming out of its beak. Grell rides its back and is using the bunting as reins. The red and blue knights are in the foreground, looking frantic.
Kneesvember 2025 Day 23