Welcome to the official blog of Joanna Neary, where you can catch up on Jo’s bewildered world past, present and looming. Mainly, this blog consists of scanned pages from her sketchbook with a running commentary, dashed off between duties, work and other hobbies. As well as banging on about art, there’s also past gigs, and music, such as the one about being interviewed for Prog Magazine in 2019, which led to some delightful exchanges with fellow nerds. It was all very civil, even when Jo had to admit she’d got a Frank Zappa fact wrong.
In which I attempt to promote a night coming up, plan to read some more PG Wodehouse in connection with said night, realise I got rid of the Wooster ones in the clear out of 2019, share some thoughts, which might mean very little to anyone but me, display my Christmas gifts like a proud lion at a car boot sale and fail to end with a joke.
Read moreI was going to write down what those things were, but I immediately forgot them and just added the rosy cheeks instead. Maybe my Brighton train had arrived in Victoria, or more likely, been diverted by Satan and his goats on the line at Haywards Heath.
Read moreIt was originally meant to be a celebration of the seaside, and a damning indictment against the fashion for having hermit crabs as pets. But now it’s just a series of stupid voices and a joke about Rick Stein.
Read moreAnita Colby’s Beauty Book is a 1940’s book about following a four week beauty regime, that ends in having a baby. In Week 2, Day 5, you have to lie upside down on an ironing board to get rosy cheeks.
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