My ludditism lies in my love of the tactility of the pencils, pens and brushes I use caressing and snagging on the paper. I also like the jeopardy, dancing with deadlines or not knowing if doing that wash in that way at this point is going to work or completely ruin the image. This lack of certainty is what makes my job fun (it’s standard seat-of-your-pants journalism). And I can’t be arsed to learn how to do it any other way. My hope is that all this makes the cartoon look good while implying there’s been a bit of a scrap between me and the piece of paper. It’s something I learned from the genius of Ronald Searle and Ralph Steadman, who miraculously reveal the soul through the chaotic messiness.