New Hughcards, 12th February, 2018

Big News: “The New York Cards 1997-2017”


So here’s the new deal:

[PS: This only applies to the original black & white Hughcards, the “cartoons drawn on the back of business cards”. This does NOT apply to the Gapingvoid color prints, which are still freely available via their website.]

All the Hughcards drawn from the first twenty years 1997-2017 are part of a larger, magnus opus, entitled “The New York Cards” (named after the city where they got their start). The hope is to get the entire piece displayed on a single wall, as a single entity, in major museum or art institution.

[If you’re with, or know somebody with an art museum or institution, with an interest in either showing or acquiring The New York Cards for their permanent collection, please reach out:]

So forthwith, none of 1997-2017 Hughcards are for sale. If you wish to acquire one in future, it’ll only be from the ones 2018 and after.

The 2018+ cards might form part of a larger piece down the road, watch this space.

The idea of this split is to have at least one major, museum-worthy opus for posterity, while also leaving something for friends, galleries, collectors, whatever.

Visit the New York Cards archive here:

I hope this all makes sense…?

I always suspected Grandpa knew something I didn’t.


I was having a conversation with an old friend the other day, talking about how if I never had to buy anything ever again, I’d be OK with that. Besides the occasional new shirt or pair of boots to replace the old ones, it seems I already have all the *stuff* I need.

Funny how one spends the first half of one’s life trying to acquire stuff, then once you reach the stage of life where you can buy pretty much anything you want, you find you no longer wanted it anyway.

When my grandfather died aged 80, besides the family farm and household stuff, you could have easily have fitted all his personal possessions into a single trunk. His pipe, his knife, his violin, a few shirts, shoes, trousers and and coats, a few papers and family mementoes, and little else.

I always suspected Grandpa knew something I didn’t.


[More thoughts from my new book etc.]


“The more things change, the more they say the same.”

Back when I worked in the advertising business, I spent about a third of the time working on the drawings, and about two thirds of the time working the day job.

Then after many years in the trenches, I managed to quit advertising and ended up being a full-time cartoonist.

And now?

Basically, I still spend about a third of the time on the drawings, and the other two thirds taking care of business i.e. working the day job.

So what does this prove?

Basically, that “The Sex & Cash Theory” is alive and well, that the *tense duality* of managing art and commerce is still going strong.

Yes, a lot has changed. But I’m still the same person, with the same flaws, using the same brain, doing my best to hustle.

And that will never change.

The big difference now is, I no longer expect it to.

Plus ca change…