Benedict in the recent BBC Timeshift documentary explaining how Jeremy Brett’s version of Holmes could go from a hawk to an owl to a hawk again. Or something. To be honest I was a bit distracted by giggling at his face.


So now that it’s over I can finally show you guys the covers I did for the Watson Washington convention this year :D

I don’t think I’ve ever drawn this many faces properly together in one place D:

Thanks @sherlock-seattle for the opportunity, it was a lot of fun!


“Mrs Hudson, the landlady of Sherlock Holmes, was a long-suffering woman. Not only was her first-floor flat invaded at all hours by throngs of singular and often undesirable characters but her remarkable lodger showed an eccentricity and irregularity in his life which must have sorely tried her patience. His incredible untidiness, his addiction to music at strange hours, his occasional revolver practice within doors, his weird and often malodorous scientific experiments, and the atmosphere of violence and danger which hung around him made him the very worst tenant in London. On the other hand, his payments were princely. I have no doubt that the house might have been purchased at the price which Holmes paid for his rooms during the years that I was with him.

The landlady stood in the deepest awe of him and never dared to interfere with him, however outrageous his proceedings might seem. She was fond of him, too, for he had a remarkable gentleness and courtesy in his dealings with women.”

Arthur Conan Doyle - The Adventure of the Dying Detective

You can’t fool Mrs Hudson.

I love the idea of a ‘Spot Sherlock’ book. Maybe that’s my next project…

(6 panels, people! Count 'em!)

Thanks for all the reblogs and likes … it’s really nice to know that people are out there enjoying these little bits of silliness as much as I am.

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“You shot me,” He says. But I don’t think I could ever shoot you. 

                                                       “I did,” She says. But now I’m aiming at your heart. 

Don't Sell Me Short
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We don’t need any more fables,
because the writers have passed and left us lesson-less,
and we must find our own way.
We don’t need any more privilege,
there is vivid desperation that is powerless,
that no surplus can repay.

Like the fix of rapture in a trance.
Oh, fates are sealed by circumstance.
So you’ve got to take a chance..

Don’t sell me short!

Mrs Hudson’s off on a well-deserved break. I’m sure the boys will be absolutely fine…

Big thanks again to all who liked or reblogged the previous adventure; it really was quite lovely to see have you all on board! I’ve got a few more exciting things planned for Mrs H, so do stay tuned.

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