The other day, my mum (yes, the one responsible for this) walked into the office and told me to close my eyes and hold out my hands.
Needless to say, I was suspicious.
But she dropped a bag of plastic dinosaurs into them! She saw them at the pharmacy and impulse bought them. Woo, pharmacy toys!
There’s not much to say individually about these dinosaurs. I don’t know why the parasaur has purple dots all over him. Maybe that’s why he was at the pharmacy! The little spiky one isn’t quite an ankylosaurus, just like how his facial expression isn’t quite anything, but whatever it is, it sure is expressing it.
The stegosaurus is probably the least interesting of all of them. It hasn’t got outlandishly strange colours or a surreal expression on its face. It’s just plodding along, doing its best to be a reasonable toy of a stegosaurus. Wait, I just made myself like the stegosaurus more.
The triceratops looks like Xzibit got his hands on it. Tyrannosaurus may be the king of dinosaurs, but triceratops is clearly the pimp. Maybe that’s why Charles R. Knight thought they had such a rivalry. In fact, you know what? I’ve convinced myself it’s interesting enough to take a second photo.
I dunno why the dilophosaurus in Jurassic Park were frill-necked lizards that spat poison, but they gave me unrealistic expectations for dilophosaurus. This one’s expression reminds me of the somewhat unfortunate face that Revoltech Woody came with though, so that kind of makes up for it.
I can’t review this apatosaurus any better than with that picture. Well, maybe with this one.
I’m not sure exactly what dinosaur this is supposed to be – it’s also almost an ankylosaurus, but it’s also missing the tail-club, but its back armour is more accurate, resulting in a frustrating mess. This effectively makes sense, because it it a trollosaurus, because obviously look at that face.
The tyrannosaurus is my favourite one though. He might actually be an allosaurus, but I’m calling him a tyrannosaurus because his legs have accidentally been bent so his feet are facing inwards, making him look like T-rex in the final panel of Dinosaur Comics. He’s also looking down with this look on his face, like “I know this is my friend’s hamburger, but she left it alone on this table and now I want to eat it.”
Also like T-rex from Dinosaur Comics?
Anyway, here’s a picture of the tyrannosaurus cosplaying as Gyaos from the Gamera movies.
The AYCC pretty much summarised the entire Greg Hunt and Wikipedia thing in this handy image, but if you want a more in-depth (aka: slightly longer) discourse on it, we’ve got you covered. We all pulled the “cite Google Images as a source” thing when we were students, of course; we were lucky enough to be in high school when the dot com boom happened. Nowadays, as a digital artist on the internet, I’m a little more judicious. And at least I always cite what the comic’s satirising in these newsposts.
For once, the mouseover text needs its own citation as well: the other issue about Australian politicians at the moment is their blasé treatment of taxpayer money when it comes to personal travel expenses.
We wanted to have Greg Hunt eating ramen in there too, but we couldn’t fit it. Alas.
A little while ago, I organised an 8-hour comics day at De La Salle College to give some comics-oriented art students a taste of what it’s like to be a cartoonist in the Melbourne comics scene – by hanging out and drawing with some cartoonists. Joining me were Ben Michael Byrne of Kranburn fame, and the inimitable Ben Hutchings from Squishface Studio (you can read his 8-page comic here, although he got carried away and did nine.)
The day ran like a shortened 24-hour comics day, with everyone drawing an 8-page comic in 8 hours. The three keywords (chosen from a selection of fifty nouns, verbs and adjectives) pulled blindly out of a hat by the students were “Candy,” “Graffiti,” and “Disappointment.”
Hopefully you won’t be “disappointed” with my 8-page comic, do ho ho! This is the type of thing I produce when Robert is not around to reign me in.