At New York Comic Con (October 6, 2017), Peter Capaldi visiting Alice X. Zhang at her booth in Artist Alley is quite possibly one of the most sweetest and kindest gestures to date! 😊💕 Alice is one of of my top favorite Doctor Who artists; I’m extremely happy for her success! The joy and attention she gets from Peter himself (as well as the millions of others who love her work) is something she most definitely deserves! 😍❤️

Photo credits: Alice, her message from Peter, Jeremy Pick, and Nori (Peter is a seat stealer, but who can blame him? 🙃 )


Throwback Thursday: News of the Doctor Who Series 9 Steelbook Special Blu-ray Edition was released a year ago today (February 2, 2016). I pre-ordered this beautiful set (with artwork by the wonderfully talented Alice X. Zhang) from Amazon UK. I didn’t even hesitate or know the price, I just bought it. Looking at the order page recently, it’s been out of stock, so I’m glad I ordered it when I did. I’m also pleased that I was able to pinpoint the references Alice used for the their poses. They were both from The Zygon Inversion.

• The Doctor: When Bonnie says there was nothing in the Osgood boxes, just buttons, the Doctor nods and softly grins. “Of course.”

• Clara: Later in the TARDIS, Clara tells the Doctor she thinks she may have only been ‘dead’ to him for five minutes, to which he sharply replied, “I’ll be the judge of time.” Her face remains motionless until he moves around her to pull down the lever to take off.

During the show exclusively at Titan Booth #5537, Titan is releasing a Doctor Who Convention Special comic entitled “The Last Action Figure” - an all-new Doctor Who story featuring the TV show’s latest companion, Bill Potts, played by Pearl Mackie.

Written by Richard Dinnick, with art by Mariano Laclaustra and Carlos Cabrera, this convention special comic comes with two fantastic collectable covers by Alice X. Zhang featuring the Twelfth Doctor and Bill Potts.

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Poem by Dylan Thomas
Art by Alice X. Zhang