Twisted logic

I'm not sure this strip works, which is why I've moved it to midweek, rather than leave it exposed for an entire weekend on Friday. Either the logic is too twisted or not twisted enough, but I'm not sure which. Either that or I'm a bad judge of my own work - quite often I've found that what I consider to be sub-par strips are the ones that get the best reaction.

Jones' face goes all cubist in the last frame.

Coastal Currents, day one.

Coastal Currents launched this weekend. So far I've visited Laurence Poole and donated a few cars to his latest assemblage, which looks like it should be interesting. Baldly put, he's mounting a bunch of model cars onto a bit of board - arranged chromatically. Is this art? I'd say definitely, yes; it's the kind of thing I could put on a wall and stare at forever, considering the relationships between the models, the colours, the models themselves, etc etc. But then, I'm a middle aged man who collects model cars. His other assemblages involve pens and pencils, stamps and old vinyl records. I like them a lot. Take a look at them here.

Going from the sublime to the ridiculous, last night I visited the Stade Open space and watched the Karavan Ensemble combine 'promenade elements, dance, physical and visual theatre, interactivity and object animation in a site responsive context'. Or, to put it another way, they put a lampshade on their head and waved their arms around mysteriously. Then they hid behind a sheet and did some basic shadow puppetry (they waved their arms around in front of a torch) while someone else above the sheet, arranged so she appeared to be wearing it, waved her arms around as well (if you've seen Wicked, you've seen this done much better during 'Defying Gravity'). On my 'Emperor's got no clothes' scale, this performance scored a 'completely naked' rating. However, I award their publicity material the full five pseuds.

Millie Week 53, Mon 9 - Sat 14 Sept 1991

Handwriting analysts will have noticed that a last minute revision was made to the punchline in the first strip. The original one was 'He let me have the video free just for pure persistence'. As you can see it was changed to something which at the time seemed far more innocuous. Now we know a bit more about Mel, and how his slightly askew worldview colours his movies, we may have been better off sticking with the original.

The last two strips begin a new storyline, very much based on the band I was in when I was at school. I say 'band'. I say 'in'. Actually it was a collection of grammar school kids with more ideas than musical ability, and access to some high-end (for the day) recording equipment. The band was called 'Gnomefumbler'. This is all you need to know for now. The story continues next week...

Splodge

This is very much how I used to work before I discovered painting using Photoshop, which involves using much less clothes washing at the end of the day.

Pfouag!

From this I think we can deduce that Jones does not work in oils. I think she has more of a taste for poster paints. Especially the blue - that one tastes the best.

Coastal Currents

It's been a bit of an eventful month here are the Pilcher's. We got called over to the States where Linda's mum has been very ill. It's been a bit grim, but I won't concern you with the details - I'll just say that we wish Fumiko Robertson a quick and speedy recovery, and that we love her.

We're back now, and I'm a bit behind with my drawing, but I'm hoping I won't end up posting any strips late this month. I have three weeks in hand, so I'll be drawing like a madman this month to bring myself back to my usual month's worth ahead by the end of September.

We've got an new gallery in Hastings, The Jerwood Gallery, known to everyone in town as The Jedward. It opened this spring in a prominent position on the fishing beach, next to the net shops. It's an unpreposessing building, looking like a black-tiled public toilet from the outside, so low key that you almost feel it's apologising for being there. In fact there is a black tiled public toilet next door to it. If you get confused - the way to tell them apart is that the Jedward is the one with the windows.

Once you're inside though everything changes. It's bright and airy and the windows give you some beautifully framed views of the Old Town. The art inside the gallery is, to be frank, a bit of a mixed bunch. It's all modern and contemporary art, mainly 20th and 21st Century stuff. It all depends on what your tastes are I suppose - abstract expressionism doesn't impress me in the least, and canvases made up of formless splodges of paint are what take up most of the walls on the lower floor. Go upstairs and things improve immeasurably - this is where the Lowrys, the Stephen Spenders, the Walter Sickerts and the Augustus Johns are. Call me a Stuckist if you like, but I like my art to look like stuff.

This month is also when the Coastal Currents festival takes place in 1066 Country. It's essentially a three week period in which the local art community tries to outpseud one another. This year, amongst other artworks, we shall have a recreation of the US/Mexico border in a church hall, the end of the world in a town centre basement, an assemblage of model cars, a forest of bamboo and silk in a park by the seafront, and lots and lots of utterly pointless video masquerading as art. It's never less than interesting, and I wouldn't mind betting a lot of the least promising and most pretentious sounding art will actually turn out to be really worthwhile. Apart from the video art of course - by definition that's beneath contempt.

So this month you'll see the strip has a bit of an artistic bent, and will even include a visit to the gallery.

Jones' studio will not be part of the Coastal Currents Open Studio programme.

Millie Week 52 - Mon 2 - Sat 7 Sept 1991

We used to have a trivia machine in the Royal Oak pub, which was the favoured local of the youth drama group I was with in the 1980s. If we were skint we would invest 10p in it and could usually get enough money out of it to buy another round.

You never know who is reading these strips. A few days after the fourth strip was published the Daily Mirror forwarded me a hand written note. It simply said: "Actually, it was 1972" and was signed by a band member of Lieutenant Pigeon. As soon as I find it I'll scan it and put it in here. Suffice to say, it quite made my day.

The UK cinema and video (as it was then) ratings are as follows: U (suitable for everyone), PG (anyone can get in but parental discretion is advised), 12 (no-one under 12 allowed), 15 (no-one under 15 allowed) and 18 (no-one under 18 allowed). Of course, it is every teenagers duty to try to see anything that is considered outside their age range. At the time, the Daily Mirror had a listings supplement which would, supposedly as a service to concerned parents, detail all the naughty stuff that was available on new videos, providing teenagers with a detailed checklist of all the juiciest new releases.