Mar 4, 2025
Unedited scan of a spread from my upcoming comic called and about The Eddystone Light :D Of course itll look more polished with editing but I always love seeing the drawings in this raw stage too
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Unedited scan of a spread from my upcoming comic called and about The Eddystone Light :D Of course itll look more polished with editing but I always love seeing the drawings in this raw stage too
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Lighthouse death a legacy of family's maritime links
Lighthouse death a legacy of family’s maritime links
Eddystone Light today with the unyielding base of the old light nearby. (Picture: Rupert Kirkwood)
AS far back as I can discover, the patriarchal side of my Celtic family has always had close links to the sea. It has brought them employment, skills and opportunities. But also uncertainty, hardship and sudden death, in peace as well as in war.
They include shipwrights, blacksmiths, mariners,…
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Me father was the keeper of the Eddystone Light And he slept with a mermaid one fine night From this union there came three; A porpoise and a porgy and the other was me! Yo ho ho, the wind blows free, Oh for the life on the rolling sea! One night, as I was a-trimming of the glim Singing a verse of the evening hymn A voice on the starboard shouted "Ahoy!" And there was my mother, a-sitting on a buoy. Yo ho ho . . . . "Oh what has become of my children three ?" My mother then she asked of me. "One was exhibited as a talking fish The other was served from a chafing dish." Yo ho ho . . . . Then the phosphorous flashed in her seaweed hair. I looked again, and my mother wasn't there But her voice came echoing back from the night "To Hell with the keeper of the Eddystone Light!" Yo ho ho . . . .
The Brothers Four