Sam Davies

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Cartoonist - draws small mammals having feelings

tigermouse is in the snow, there's a strange rumbling and something surfaces from underneath
one hand laid in the grass, another approaches tentatively reaching out, the first hand stirs and curls into a fist
an artic fox running through the snow. Text: I spend my days alone on the look out, on the run, but I rarely feel lonley
mice looking at the decomposing body of cat, its skull partially exposed
the duck swims silently away
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a yellow duck with a harrowed, wide eyed stare swims into view..
a green headed duck goes past quacking excitedly
Tigermouse carries a leaf down to the river, accompanied by a dragonfly. Tigermouse floats on the leaf like a boat
Tigermouse runs, but the fox has vanished. Tigermouse stands looking up, wondering.
tigermouse chases after the fox as it disapears from view
a yellow fox streams out from the clouds
tigermouse sits on a tree root, ladybirds for company. Above a spot of dark cloud begins to form..
this world where hunter and hunted belong to the same strange grace
they sit with the bones that brought them pain and terror
where the body of a Dark God lies breakingvslowly apart
there is a place where Young mice go..
a big dragon saying to a little dragon 'you know, the sun gets up every day and burn, just because she can' they sigh and say quietly 'such b babe' the little dragon looks up in interest
Nan and Clarion stand at the entrance to a dark magical tunnel, above to the roof morphs into a howling wolf face
sparroweasels
they fly off
tigermouse yawns in his sleep, revealing huge teeth, the sparroweasels jump back, startled
more sparroweasels fly over
tigermouse is asleep on a mossy rock, a sparrow weasel flies by
Tigermouse holding on to the fingers of his mothers giant hand
And through her dreams, little metal fishes begin to swim, shining
Alone againbshe returns to her endless task, to swim, to eat, to survive.
It feels cold, inert, uninviting.. But somewhere inside, she senses a watching presence looking back at her..
She sees a strange silver something coming towards her
A giant squid is gliding through silent dark water
the sight of their free progress booming overhead is a precious thing. A reminder of how there is so much beyond our reach.
in the dark season they crash down over the villages, bellowing, shaking each heart who hears their wild calls
the Highland thubdercow
tigermouse examines the wolf, then leaps about in excitement
A winged wolf slops down, spotting tigermouse
tigermouse and the giant crocodile like creature look at each other
tigermouse leaping happily from Lily pad to lily pad
when questioned about their reluctance to use their magic, they will sometimes say its too easy to predict the future
unfortunately, the Oracle owl seems intensely disinterested in ever using its magic
tigermouse takes hold of the great chain and snaps it! The dog stares in shock
a huge furry purple hound asleep, tied by a glowing chain
two little bugs on a branch thinking: someone must know
two mushroom creatures sitting in grass. Text: A ritual that marks how others must die so they can bloom into life.
a family of little mushroom creatures walking in a row. Text: Family clusters have been tracked travelling over long distances to some lonely, half forgotten grave.
a cute purple mushroom creature. Text: Scholars first suggested they are drawn because they take sustenance from dead material, and are seeking food.
mushroom creatures gathered around an animal skull. Text: This behaviour is not limited to human burials, they are often witnessed around the death sites of animal and trees
two mushroom creatures sweeping up leaves and twigs. Text: They were named by humans who witnessed them tidying leaves and debris from neglected stones..
a cute little mushroom creature. Text: The grave sweeper mushroom
a big bug asking a very small one 'do you know?'
a small strange bug on a log is thinking 'what is this?'
a strange bug on a branch thinks 'what am I?'
Larvae live in family groups, deep underwater. They exist along the seams, sometimes their eyes catch things at the corners, where water should be Black. When they are brought up from the river they are always flailing, convulsing, shaking themselves apart.
Vivi looks at a flower, how lovely. She can't stand looking at the Larvae, it makes no sound but she knows it must be screaming.
Tigermouse embraces the giant tiger as she lowers her nose to them.
Tigermouse sits perched in the palm of the hand and looks up into the face of a giant tiger
A little tiger striped creature with bug mouse ears runs along, grinning and leaps into the air
Oh! Tick has caught a dragonfly larvae. Vivi and Tick look down at a many legged bug, wiggling in the grass.
Tick's lure descends into the deep water. There is so much waiting unseen, So much cold space. So much that should not be disturbed down there..