The Bagpipe Society

The Anatomy of a Piper

I first came to Blowout four years ago, invited by Vanessa to work as a galley slave. My only experience of bagpipes was a uillean play at my local musos’ session and a 75yr old who played out of tune great pipes in a local park most mornings. So to see and hear so many different breeds of pipe was a joyous revelation. And the people – so very friendly, who just wanted to share their passion. I was smitten, and took home a borrowed set of pipes that very weekend. It was all downhill after that.

As with every community, bagpipers are a beautifully weird bunch, which makes me feel I am with my own people. This cartoon attempts to capture some of that weirdness – with love, of course.

My day job is workshop designer and facilitator for the Methodist Church and I cartoon (sometimes live) what I want to teach instead of using Powerpoint. Outside work I write and draw comic books - on which note, if you’d like a copy of this bad boy, do let me know. The image is copyrighted, so copying it would be a bit naughty, but I might be able to oblige you with a print or a postcard here and there, just in time for Christmas. Oh, and yes, there will be a female bagpiper tipping up in the next Chanter. Just so’s you know.

Interested in your own awesome copy? Contact: mustelaputorioarts@gmail.com Want to see more of my splendidness? Visit <http://www.stinkingweasel.co.uk? Want to keep up with the latest ripping project? See @fretkakapitan