|—||Rubsy Coal, True Police Mysteries|
I was looking for Garfield in Google Images.
I found him.
Thank you! The job is what you make of it. Unless your employers are really inflexible, in which case I guess the job is whatever they tell you it is and nothing else.
At my school I’m expected to plan all of my lessons and prepare the materials, and I have a few extra responsibilities too. So when I started, it was overwhelming, but now that I’m in the swing of things, I’m glad to have so much control over what my lessons can be. Making lessons and lesson materials from scratch is a lot of work, but it’s better than sitting idle and then doing a half-arsed job.
Ha ha, thank you! People keep saying my students are lucky, but none of them have actually seen me teach. I do my best. :)
Good luck with the rest of your semester. I’ve heard teaching in Korea can be a real bastard.
If you use it in your class I would love to hear about it.
On Tuesday, March 11 at 7:30 pm (GMT+10:00), visit my livestream page at http://www.livestream.com/benhutchings to watch me ink in some frames of Iron Bard Ballisto! Filled to the edges with obsessive crosshatching, this is my most meticulously rendered comic to date, so it should take a good hour or more to complete a frame. The video chat window doesn’t require any registration to use, so jump on and criticise my art and stupid face when I lean forward too far.
The tag #ironbard will reveal previous frames of this work in progress. I hope you can visit for a little while, egg me on, ask questions and maybe even get some hints on how to ink like a main leader of some manner of corporation.
Watch Bem. Learm fron Bem. He am good.
Shirley surely had a sparkle
From the day she was born
Kids will be kids but no one succeeds
As Shirley sure did
Making us sing
Making us cry
Making us dream
Making us win
Eighty five years of existence
But she’ll always live as a child star
The one we are inside is the one she is
Even though she is here she is not
They will see her in generations to come
And when I’m gone, she won’t
She won’t be…