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Fodongo @fodongo.bsky.social · Nov 15
Looky here! 📣 Issue 20 of Fodongo is now available, cover by @bootlegpotato.bsky.social

fodongo.ca/comics/iss20...

With comcs by @ntoyohito.bsky.social, @juaneletamal.bsky.social and @jectoons.itch.io.

Please check it out, and we hope you enjoy it lots!

#zine #drm-free #noai #indie #freeculture
Cover for issue 20 of Fodongo, with hot air balloons.
fodongo.bsky.social
Guess what friends? It is the 31st of December! And what better to celebrate than reading "No Scandal in Bahamas", by @juaneletamal.bsky.social

Read his #comics at moco-comics.com

For the last time this year, check out more #indie #freeculture comics at fodongo.ca

Happy new year to all!
First page of Juanele Tamal's 'No Scandal in Bahamas'. Sherlock Holmes is performing a terrible concert in violin for Watson. Sherlock says 'How lucky of you, Watson, you get to enjoy my unmatched talent as a violinist for free...', and wincing Watson says 'Lucky isn't the word that comes to mind, old friend...'. Mrs. Hudson comes in and says 'Mister Holmes, the industrial mogul Mr. Lottamony wants to speak with you.'. Excitedly, Holmes stops playing and welcomes Mr. Lottamony: 'Oh, a client! Come in!'. Mr. Lottamony says: 'Mister Holmes, this is a matter of the utmost urgency you must assist me!'. Quickly Holmes starts speaking of Lottamony's ils:'Yes! You suffer from explosive diarrhea, your jaundiced complexion and, well, the putrid smell are dead giveaways for...', but Lottamony cuts him off and says 'I... yeah, it is true, but I mean my other problem... I was dating this influencer, but I left her because that's what my weirdo chinless life coach said befits a man of my worth... -- but now I'm about to marry a high society girl and...', he shows a picture of the influencer and Holmes cuts him off again. 'I see! and your ex is threatening with sending yout photos and videos yo your future wife. Am I right?'. Lottamony agrees 'Yes! She has everything in her phone'. Holmes reassures Lottamony: 'I'll retrieve any compromising file on you from the clutches of your former lover!', and Lottamony says 'Thank you, Mr. Holmes!'. Watson and Sherlock then stand outside of their house, while Lottamony walks away. Watson says 'Are you dresssing as a dog again? You worry me, old friend.', but Sherlock does not reply to this and says 'All I need is a distraction to gain access to her phone, and YOU are going to help me!'. The next day Watson is sitting on a bench in the park and talking on the phone to Sherlock. He says 'he mark is in position, doing... <em>whatever</em> influencers are supposed to do.', referring to the influencer who is just posing for her own phone in front of a fountain or something. Sherlock, on a vespa and talking on the phone to Watson, says 'EXCELLENT! I'm on my way. Get into position!', and Watson begrudgingly replies 'I hope you know what you're doing..'. Watson approaches the influencer, Irene Adler, and tipping his hat says 'I'm sorry ma'am, but perchance are you the famous Irene Adler, the tik queen of the toks?'. Irene Adler says 'A fan! Come on, get on camera, I'm streaming live!'. Suddenly, Sherlock approaches them in the vespa, screaming 'DID SOMEBODY ORDER A PIZZA?!'. Understandably Irene Adler is taken aback and says 'What the--', and Watson says 'Oh, bother...'. Sherlock hits Watson and Irene Adler with the vespa, and the phone falls. Watson helps Irene up. 'Are you alright, miss?', he asks, and she replies 'Y-yes, I'm just a little shaken!'. Sherlock waves the phone from afar and yells at Watson: 'Time to skedaddle, Watson. I got her phone!'. As they drive away, Sherlock asks Watson 'Quick, mate! What's on her phone?', and Watson, looking at the phone says ' Just... nothing. Not in the device nor in the cloud-- there's just one video!', and Sherlock is befuddled 'Just ONE video?'. They watch said video, which shows Irene Adler with some guy 'Hey, Sherlock! I knew it was you all along! I mean, who dresses like that unless they have a Victorian fashion channel? -- But don't fret, I'll let ol' Lottamony off the hook... I found a new boyfriend, he's an influencer too, we're having a Bahamas honeymoon! -- And don't forget to like, comment, and subscribe so you don't miss any new videos!'. Sherlock smiles at Watson and says 'What a lady, ol' chum, what a lady! --I'm keeping this phone as a memento. Knowing Mr. Lottamony, we aren't even getting paid the gas for this bike anyway!'
January 1, 2026 at 7:22 AM
fodongo.bsky.social
December 30th! Here is a sweet #scifi adjacent poem by Alpha Yu, 'To my Partner'.

Check out his awesome renditions of #vancouver landmarks at www.alphayuart.ca

And read more #indie #freeculture #comics at fodongo.ca

#zine #humanart
First page of 'To my partner', by Alpha Yu. A man looks out of a window into the sky, where a giant space ship floats over a destroyed city. 'If in 50 years we ruin the world, would we turn Vancouver into a Spaceship and take to the stars? What would our home be?'. The Vancuver spaceship floats in space, and see images of life here, an alien buying dumplings, Science World against the void of space, the UBC clock tower touching the sky. 'Would the suns set because we rocket past them? Would we preserve the tastes of Chinatown for our alien neighbours? Would Science World look like just another planet? Would the UBC Clock Tower finally touch the stars?' A pair of hands shake while in the background astronauts float holding a PRIDE banner. Anime girls jump at the bottom of the frame. 'I wonder, if Vancouver became a spaceship - could we overcome our differences? And if so, would we keep our festivals? What does pride parade look like in zero gravity? Would there still be anime conventions in space?'. We see an art market too, with someone buying from a local artist. 'Would we still be able to sell at markets together? I like to think we'd be able to keep all those things...' Here we see a captain guiding the spaceship while his crew agrees in multiple languages. Then we see a cup of tea, and a woman having that tea with the man from the first page inside an apartment, with the sky as a background. '...and despite all it would take to take our hoe into the stars, I like to think that we would work together. But... even if we couldn't have any of that, if we were forced to consign our city and culture to oblicion... well... Simply having you here far surpasses any wonder I could ever imagine, for you are my home.'
December 31, 2025 at 5:25 AM
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jammyness.bsky.social
I'm quite proud of this little comic I made this year :>
fodongo.bsky.social Fodongo @fodongo.bsky.social · 15d
Merry 25th of December! You should definitely consider becoming a #solarpunk after reading @jammyness.bsky.social 'How to be a Solarpunk"

Please read their incredible work at jammyness.com

And read more #freeculture #indie #human #comics at fodongo.ca !
First page of Jam's 'How to be a Solarpunk'. A farmer cat holding a plant talks to the reader: ''SolarPunks' believe that we can create a better future together. One where we all thrive without damaging the planet or its people. Maybe you've wanted to join in on the fun!'. A confused cat is confused and narration above it reads: 'But what if you don't know where to start?'. Then a happy title reads: 'JUST DECIDE!', and the cat says 'I want to be a SolarPunk!'. Narration reads: 'You can start today, wherever you are! 'Being a SolarPunk' is all about making DECISIONS. In our lives, there are some options that are 'more' or 'less' aligned with the SolarPunk ethos. To be a SolarPunk, choose the best aligned option as often as possible.' The confused cat is walking towards a sign that says 'MORE SOLARPUNK', which points to wind turbines, eco villages, bikes, gardens etc, walking away from a sign that says 'LESS SOLARPUNK', and to a factory spewing smoke with a sign that reads 'BUY BUY BUY'. There's also a cybertruck and other cars, a sign that says '24/7 grindset' and pollution. Narration reads 'Not everyone will agree on what 'the most SolarPunk' option is in a situation. But learning to disagree and compromise for the greater good of all is PART of being a SolarPunk. You don't need to dress, work or, eat a certain way, or live in a certain place. SolarPunks can be ANYONE and can start their practice from ANYWHERE!. First we see a younger cat arguing with an older farmer cat. The older farmer cat is saying that money and fuel cars are bad, but battery cars and bikes are good. The younger cat is thinking that he has kids. So they agree that the bus is the best option. Then we see a wide variety of cat people: some punks, a parent and child, an older person with a cane, a businesswoman, a cat on a wheelchair. They are all over an assortment of settings, a suburb, a farm, a city. Narration reads: ' There are lots of ways to start your journey to being more SolarPunk. Try them out bit by bit, and don't worry about doing them all at once. Before you know it, your whole life will start transforming into something completely new!'. We see an assortment of options. A cat buying local, a cat going to a Repair Cafe, a little Free Library, using zero waste products, a cat biking to work, a garden planted with native plants, and a vegan dish. The cat from the beginning says 'Wow! So many options!'. Then we see a thriving community with a library that uses solar panels, a bunch of wind turbines, little cafeterias, produce markets, bikers, small rise buildings, etc. Narration says: 'When millions of SolarPunks are all working together, we can be sure we'll create a world where both the people and our planeet will be able to heal and flourish.'
December 29, 2025 at 3:59 PM
fodongo.bsky.social
Cutting it close today! For December 29th, the theme is 'Dilly Dally', like in @vinzul.bsky.social 's delightful #comic below.

Check out her artstation: www.artstation.com/marizba

Read more #indie #freeculture #humanmade comics at fodongo.ca

#birds
First page of María Izquierdo Barri's 'Dilly Dally'. A bird is building a nest. In this page the bird admires its work proudly, the nest perfectly assembled. But then the bird sighs dejectedly. The bird looks sad and says 'Maybe I should be doing something more productive'. In the background far away we see the skyline of a city being built.
December 30, 2025 at 7:27 AM
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Ok, so for today (Dec 28) you should check out Iván G. Azuara's creepy #comic 'The Letter'.

Then you should open a new tab and go straight to unpocodetinta.com

And if you have some time to spare do check out more #freeculture #indie comics at fodongo.ca
First page of Iván G Azuara's 'The Letter'. An older man examines an archaelogical object. There's narration throughout the page. 'My dear nephew, thank you so much for sending me such an astonishing piece. In all my years as a professor, I've never seen anything quite like it. Its reliefs and decorations... I cannot place their origin. And the bas-relief conveys an impossible depth for such a carving. It grips your attention... in a manner...'. We see the man looking at his books and studying. 'I have searched my extensive library for days...But I regret to say I found nothing related to the carving.' The old man goes to visit his colleague Max, who also studies the piece. 'So I went to see Max, a colleague and expert in mythology. Like myself, he was taken aback. He studied the carving in detail.' Max and the old man can't get many answers, so they travel to the Natural History Museum, visiting a woman named Susanna. '...but he could not discern its origin. All he could say was that it was very old. We decided to visit Susanna, the finest anthropologist at the Natural History Museum.'. Susanna studies the piece and findsa promising lead. 'I felt desperate... Was this piece so ancient it had been forgotten entirely? But she deciphered it... She possessed a book telling a story long forgotten... or perhaps deliberately hidden.' We see an image of a ritual involving burning a person. 'The carving belonged to a primeval tribe, older than the Sumerians, who appeased the wrath of ancient gods through sacrifice. We know nothing else of them, save that they vanished overnight.' The old man returns home. 'I returned home with the unsettling feeling of being watched, though with a certain satisfaction. The carving was an idol, perhaps of that strange deity... perhaps a piece used in the ritual.' The old man looks at his studies. 'I gathered all the information I could... but it is not enough. I need more pieces.' We then see him receiving a phone call and looking concerned. 'Sadly, I can no longer rely on my colleagues. I received a call from the police. They found Max hanged in his office.' We cut to the police finding Max naked and hanged in his office, with a ritualistic circle and other markings on his body. 'And poor Susanna... I hardly know how to say it...', we then cut to a man finding Susanna bent in impossible ways, dead inside a glass case while a man looks terrified. We cut back to the old man, who is dead now too, with creepy demonic arms coming out of his unhinged jaw. The arms are writing a letter next to the artifact. 'Now, I am alone, dear nephew... which is why I need you to find the rest. I need you to... <strong>SEND ME THE REMAINING PIECES... I NEED THEM ALL'
December 29, 2025 at 5:37 AM
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nakimushiart.bsky.social
Saw more people joining BlueSky again, so here is my starter pack for Artists who only make their own art and are against AI. Support real artists and stand against AI, it is antiblack, slave labor, anti-environment and theft!!
December 28, 2025 at 12:35 AM
fodongo.bsky.social
On this December 27th we reflect on appearances with Alejandra Gámez and her short #comic 'My Shape'.

Do read all of her other wonderful stories on instgram: instagram.com/themountainw... (or look up The Mountain With Teeth).

And go to fodongo.ca for more #indie #freeculture #humanmade comics!
First page of Alejandra Gámez's 'My Shape'. Narration reads 'I'm not happy with my shape today. My face. My body. My mouth. My eyes. The uneven surface of my skin. My hair.' as a woman looks at herself in the mirror, wearing only her bra and a skirt. She touches her face and her abdomen, looks at her mouth, eyes, touches her back, feels her hair move around her face. Narration reads 'Everything in this image makes me think of... what it would be like to exist as a shadow and take whatever shape I wanted. Moving between the walls. To be invisible in direct light. Laughing in the corners of every room.', as the woman imagines herself as a shapeless shadow, moving around in the garden with multiple eyes, entering rooms through walls, fading in the sunlight and inhabiting corners of rooms. Narration reads 'Sleep among the leaves, tiny and quiet. Or being a giant on the back of a mountain. How can I be happy with this simple shape, then? Anyway, if I can't be an infinite shadow, at least this skirt looks cute on me.'. We see her imagining herself as a small snake-like shadow in between the grass, and as a being on the back of a mountain. Then we see her doubtful, concerned. She puts on a bright skirt and looks happy.
December 28, 2025 at 3:46 AM
fodongo.bsky.social
December 26th. A day for friendship. Like in Amelie Shypilova's 'of course i'd help you hide a body'.

Check their portfolio: amelieshypilova.myportfolio.com

Read more #indie #human #freeculture #comics at fodongo.ca !
First page of Amelie Shypilova's 'of course i'd help you hide a body'. Bree and Bree's friend are standing in a dark forest. Bree is covered in blood. Bree's friend says: 'I guess that's one way to break up with a guy, maybe a little on the iolent side'. We see the guy on the ground, dead, blood on his chest. They start covering him with dirt. Bree says 'He was an ASSHOLE. He got what was coming to him.' Bree's friend asks 'But ... bree, what happened?', they reply 'A whole shitload of shit. Although... would it be terrible if I said I don't entirely know? It's all a bit of a blur right now...'. Bree's friend dismisses this and says 'let's get this over with and we'll worry about it later.' Then Bree's friend is wide eyed when we hear a loud click. We see Bree crying with an instant camera printing a picture of their friend with the shovel and the dead body. Bree says 'HEH. Sorry... I just can't believe you're doing this for me.', and the friend replies 'NOT IF YOU'RE TAKING PHOTOGRAPHIC EVIDENCE, BOZO!'. Bree adjusts the dead man's legs and says 'But we can hang it on our fridge!', and the friend replies: 'I'm seriously gonna kill you, dude'. As Bree prepares for a selfie they turn to the friend and say 'Touché'. We see the picture with Bree posing with a V and the friend saying 'you've got a weird way of coping, man.'. Bree and her friend are on a car now, the friend driving a Bree looking pensively out the window, blood still on their cheek. The friend asks 'you gonna wipe that blood off?'. Bree replies '... Mmm, in a bit.Sorry I think I just... didn't realize it would be this fucked up feeling? He was terrible to me. I shouldn't miss that loser... But it's over and my life is going to be completely different from now on without him.' She sniffles a bit and the friend puts her hand on their shoulder: 'HEY. You just lost someone important to you. Someone you thought you could trust. Everyone experiences grief differently. Besides, not everything is different. You still have me, bozo!'. Bree starts wiping the blood.
December 26, 2025 at 7:27 PM
fodongo.bsky.social
Merry 25th of December! You should definitely consider becoming a #solarpunk after reading @jammyness.bsky.social 'How to be a Solarpunk"

Please read their incredible work at jammyness.com

And read more #freeculture #indie #human #comics at fodongo.ca !
First page of Jam's 'How to be a Solarpunk'. A farmer cat holding a plant talks to the reader: ''SolarPunks' believe that we can create a better future together. One where we all thrive without damaging the planet or its people. Maybe you've wanted to join in on the fun!'. A confused cat is confused and narration above it reads: 'But what if you don't know where to start?'. Then a happy title reads: 'JUST DECIDE!', and the cat says 'I want to be a SolarPunk!'. Narration reads: 'You can start today, wherever you are! 'Being a SolarPunk' is all about making DECISIONS. In our lives, there are some options that are 'more' or 'less' aligned with the SolarPunk ethos. To be a SolarPunk, choose the best aligned option as often as possible.' The confused cat is walking towards a sign that says 'MORE SOLARPUNK', which points to wind turbines, eco villages, bikes, gardens etc, walking away from a sign that says 'LESS SOLARPUNK', and to a factory spewing smoke with a sign that reads 'BUY BUY BUY'. There's also a cybertruck and other cars, a sign that says '24/7 grindset' and pollution. Narration reads 'Not everyone will agree on what 'the most SolarPunk' option is in a situation. But learning to disagree and compromise for the greater good of all is PART of being a SolarPunk. You don't need to dress, work or, eat a certain way, or live in a certain place. SolarPunks can be ANYONE and can start their practice from ANYWHERE!. First we see a younger cat arguing with an older farmer cat. The older farmer cat is saying that money and fuel cars are bad, but battery cars and bikes are good. The younger cat is thinking that he has kids. So they agree that the bus is the best option. Then we see a wide variety of cat people: some punks, a parent and child, an older person with a cane, a businesswoman, a cat on a wheelchair. They are all over an assortment of settings, a suburb, a farm, a city. Narration reads: ' There are lots of ways to start your journey to being more SolarPunk. Try them out bit by bit, and don't worry about doing them all at once. Before you know it, your whole life will start transforming into something completely new!'. We see an assortment of options. A cat buying local, a cat going to a Repair Cafe, a little Free Library, using zero waste products, a cat biking to work, a garden planted with native plants, and a vegan dish. The cat from the beginning says 'Wow! So many options!'. Then we see a thriving community with a library that uses solar panels, a bunch of wind turbines, little cafeterias, produce markets, bikers, small rise buildings, etc. Narration says: 'When millions of SolarPunks are all working together, we can be sure we'll create a world where both the people and our planeet will be able to heal and flourish.'
December 26, 2025 at 4:48 AM
fodongo.bsky.social
December 24th? I feel like I'm forgetting something. Surely not Joaquin Cueva's #scifi #comic !

Check his other work: gokongo.co

Read more #indie #humanmade #freeculture comics at fodongo.ca !

#zine
First page of Joaquín Cuevas's 'XWOF-01'. First we see a space elevator going up into space. Narration reads 'Should've let that smug old guy pay for my teleportation. Six days in that lousy elevator... no one deserves that kind of torture.' This is Dr. Choque. As he exits the elevator into a beautiful looking space land, followed by other travelers, he continues his narration. 'Traitorous rat! After all these years...' The customs guy says 'Dr. Choque? Wow! The other man that made this ring so great! How come you've never visited us...?', and Dr. Choque replies: 'I didn't spend my whole life working so a bunch of leeches like you could live in paradise!'. A little girl says 'Welcome!' to him while pulling a couple of horses by the rains. The girl hugs him as he wonders 'Did he have a... granddaughter?' Dr. Choque and the little girl ride the horses through the Space Ring. Some people are tending to the gardens, other are exercising. Narration reads 'He's probably dying and dragged me here so I'd forgive him...'. The little girl says 'How was the trip?', Choque replies 'Eh...'. The little girl says 'Must be nice to watch the earth slowly drift away...', and Dr. Choque tries to make polite conversation ''Well...', but then the girl continues '...I stopped using the elevator as soon as teleportation was available...'. Then we see Choque sitting on a chair while the girl brings him a beverage. The girl says 'Did you know that a property with a view of earth is more expensive? We're a nostalgic species after all. This juice is made with 100% Amazon water. Nothing reused!'. Choque reaches for the glass and says 'Th-thank you. Uhm...'. He then grabs a picture frame and looks at a younger version of himself with his friend, at a protest agains the privatization of the Rainforest. He says 'Shouldn't you call your... grandpa? I've been waiting for a while'. The girl looks surprised and says 'Didn't you notice? Choque, it's me!'. The narration continues 'I'd forgotten that this technology exists here.' The little girl pulls a blanket from off a container where presumably a clone of Choque is in stasis. She smiles at the old Choque and says 'What do you think? Do you want to stay?'. Choque is appalled and the girl jus smiles. Then we see the space elevator going down back to earth. Narration reads 'Crazy old man!'
December 24, 2025 at 6:57 PM
fodongo.bsky.social
It happens to be the 23rd of December, so I would recommend you read 'After Zombie', by @sprakcomic.bsky.social

Check their comic 'Coffee' O' Clock': sprakcomic.com

Read more #indie #freeculture #comics at fodongo.ca

Support this little #zines please! opencollective.com/fodongo

#humanart
First page of Sprak's 'After Zombie'. A person wakes up in their bedroom, which is all messy. Narration reads 'After the outbreak, it was surprising how fast everything went back to normal'. Then the erson is eating their breakfast, some toast and coffee. They scroll on their phone, and we can see their nails all broken. 'I guess I should have known. People like things being normal.'. The person leaves home after feeding their pet, a weird monster-like cat. 'They like scrolling Tiktok and having their coffee served to them or whatever'. First we see zombies chasing someone in front of a coffee shop. Narration says 'Shit really hit the fan'. Then we see a scientist holding up some medicine and a syringe. Narration says 'Thank a bunch of smarty-pants scientists in some top secret gov bunker or something like that for figuring out the cure and shooting up any infected person they could find.', while the medicine box reads 'ZED-24 Infected or Carrier. Directions- Administer 1 dose by any means necessary. Dart gun for long range targets provided by local law enforcement.' And we see the same coffee shop, now in the present, with people just walking calmly in front of it. 'A year and some months later, and everything's back the way it was.' We see the narrator, a barista, with their ear all eaten up and calling out an order. 'Order for Jenny...'. Then we see how they don't have a nose either, and as they reflect the narration reads 'Kind of a shame the shot just stopped the virus from progressing and couldn't, you know, reverse the damage that had already been done.'. They clean the counter and in the background someone else is mopping. Suddenly the mopper's hand falls off, and the barista narrates 'Thank fuck I wasn't as far gone as Dave.'
December 23, 2025 at 6:14 PM
fodongo.bsky.social
For December 22nd do yourself a favour and read 'The Read-headed Hounds' league!', by @juaneletamal.bsky.social
Then hop over to moco-comics.com and read his work, and read some more #indie #freeculture #comics at fodongo.ca

#zine #humanart
First page of Juanele Tamal's 'The red-headed hounds league!'. Sherlock is sitting with his pipe when Watson arrives. 'Sherlock, old chap! Are you indulging in your favored nose candy once again?'. Sherlock replies, annoyed 'Don't judge me, Watson. You know full well I employ it solely to sharpen my faculties. I can discern the entirety of your morning's activities with nary a glance!'. Watson is not impressed and says 'That's an old trick, my dear fellow.'. Sherlock is annoyed, and pointing at Watson says 'Old, you say? Then let me enlighten you! You last bathed three days past, and for no longer than ten minutes, using the most miserly soap available on the market!'. Horrified, mortified, Watson says 'That... is... true!' Sherlock keeps going 'Following which, you sat to dine in the altogether, jellied eels with pie and mash, no less, only to let fall some scalding morsels upon your nether regions!'. Befuddled, Watson says 'It still burns-- but how the devil do you know?'. Sherlock sits back on his chair, satisfied. 'Easy! The cameras I installed in your residence afford me a most splendid view. I do so enjoy watching you slumber.'. Watson is confused 'Wait, what?', and just then the door rings and Sherlock jumps up 'There's someone at the door!' A rich man carrying a small pug comes into the building. Sherlock says 'Oh, splendid! A client!', and the rich man says 'Mister Holmes, I need your help!'. Watson, the rich man and Sherlock all sit in the living room. The rich man explains his conundrum: 'Some scoundrel is allowing his wretched cur to relieve itself upon my doorstep! Not everyone is a responsible dog owner like myself!' 'I see!', says Sherlock, while the pug (named Bartholomew, barks). 'I shall unmask the culprit and notify your forthwith. Kindly provide your number.', assures Sherlock, and the rich man replies 'Spare no expense! ...if I can afford a dog of such distinction, I can assuredly afford your services -- can I not, Bartholomew?'. Bartholomew barks again, and Sherlock says 'Excellent, then I shall call you!'. Watson and Sherlock are outside now, and as the rich man and Bartholomew walk away. 'Have you any notion where to begin, Sherlock, old boy?', asks Watson, and Sherlock says 'I shall infiltrate their ranks. I am a master of disguise, remember?'. Ten minutes later, Sherlock arrives dressed up shoddily as a dog. He barks a bit and asks Watson 'Well, dear Watson, what do you think?'. Watson is surprised 'A talking dog!' Sherlock, dressed as a dog, approaches an actual dog in a park. 'How do you do, fellow canids! Might any of you know who has been relieving themselves upon the door of Lord Puddleforth the Third?'. The dog obliges 'Sniff my posterior, old chap, it's all in there!'. We then see Sherlock running to Watson, who is sitting on a bench in the park. 'I've cracked hte case! Quickly, my phone!', yells Sherlock. Watson replies 'I do hope you didn't have to conduct an extensive posterior-sniffing investigation to reach your conclusion...'. We then see the rich man, who now we know is called Lord Puddleforth the Tird, receive a message on his phone 'DING!'. He says 'It's Sherlock! And he declares that the irresponsible owner is... me?'. Sherlock arrives and says 'Precisely! Every time uou receive a telephonic notification, your hound answers the call of nature! A clear case of pavlovian conditioning, wouldn't you agree? Observe!', and proceeds to message the wealthy man and Bartholomew pees when he hears the ding. Angry, Lord Puddleforth the Third says 'Outrageous! I shan't pay you merely to lay the blame at my feet!'. But Sherlock is calm and says 'I anticipated this! That's why I took the liberty of informing the entire neighborhood that you are, indeed, the owner of the infamous pssing hound!'. As a mob of neighbours chase after Lord Puddleforth, Watson says 'Another case, neatly closed!'. The neighbours say 'There he is! Get 'im!'. Lord Puddleforth escapes and says 'Help! Mercy! A moment to explain... Ahh!'
December 23, 2025 at 7:04 AM
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bootlegpotato.bsky.social
My empathy goes out to everyone working this week.
#comicoop #WebComic #Comics
www.bootlegpotato.com
Panel 1: Mr. Mustache responding to Great Guy's concerned look says "You didn't hear I turned villain?" Panel 2: He continues "I made the switch ages ago." Panel 3: "I mostly did it because the arching league's retirement benefits are out of this world." Panel 4: "Probably because they rarely have to pay them out due to high villain mortality rate." Panel 5: That and the retirement policy doesn't transfer to clones." Panel 6: "Probably because Clone-Iac Demanded equal payout for all 800 of his clones back in the 80s."
December 22, 2025 at 1:38 PM
fodongo.bsky.social
A time-travelling post: Should've been out on the 21st, but here it is today. "Contradictions", by @vinzul.bsky.social , is a #comic for you this morning.

Check her Artstation: www.artstation.com/marizba
Read more #indie #freeculture comics at fodongo.ca

#zine #humanart
First page of María Izquierdo Barri's 'Contradictions'. First we see a woman touching her chest, the chest shining while narration reads: 'I thought if I took care of my body I wouldn't get sick.'. Then we see two hands holding, narration reading 'I thought I would marry the love of my life once I met them. But neither happened.' We see a flower blooming from the woman's chest, and one of the hands from before holding a different blooming flower. Narration reads:'Instead I learned that you can be healthy even when you're sick. And that happiness can be felt even when you're broken hearted.' We see a rocky wall with plants and moss growing all around it. Narration reads: 'Reminded me that a cracked wall covered in moss and weeds is one of my favorite things.'
December 22, 2025 at 4:03 PM
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juaneletamal.bsky.social
Ahí está Simplicio el Tlacuache, listo para que lo inviten a alguna posada #comics #drawings #cartoons #possum #tlacuache
Color cartoon of my character Simplicio the opossum wearing a Christmas hat
December 22, 2025 at 2:26 PM
fodongo.bsky.social
Today, 20th of December, read 'The Secret of the Haunted Art Museum", by @Axonite@mas.to

Check out his 20+ year-long webcomic StationV3: stationv3.com
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First page of Tom Truszkowski's 'The Secret of the Haunted Art Museum'. A ghost stands next to the title and says 'Boo.'. Then we see the ghost looking at a painting of trees, the tag reading 'Art by Artist'. The ghost looks at a piece of ceramic, then at a strange piece of art that towers over it. The ghost pauses and asks 'Okay, I don't get it... What is the secret?' The art on the walls morphs to say 'The museum isn't relly haunted! The art is'.
December 21, 2025 at 5:04 AM
fodongo.bsky.social
December 19th, we present you 'Hidden Fire', by BurnedCoffee. It's full of magic and stuff.

Look at his instagram profile www.instagram.com/burnedcoffee...
Read more #Fodongo #comics, they are #humanart, #indie and #freeculture ! fodongo.ca
First page of BurnedCoffee's 'Hidden Fire'. We see a little village, multiple silhouettes seeing a stranger arrive. Narration: 'There is so much that we don't know about this world, and though we are curious, we are never quite ready for that knowledge.'We see the stranger is an old man with a long beard, a robe and a long wooden cane. A child arrives at a window where another child, Sar, peeks out: 'Sar Sar! The mage has arrived!', the first child says. Sar replies: 'Oh! Let me get my shoes on.'. We see the mage conversing with a concerned looking adult, as the kids chatter with each other: 'Do you think he'll be able to deal with the Chimer-Cat?' 'My mom hopes so, otherwise the whole town will have to move away from the valley.' 'But... he looks so old.' 'Come on, let's follow the mage!' The children follow the mage to a cave and spy from behind a tree. The first kid says: 'So this is where the monster sleeps..'. Sar replies: 'The mage is alone and unarmed. How could anyone kill a monster like that?'. A narration box says: 'I was a curious child so I tried to get closer to see better.'. Sar slips and falls down the hill, and the mage looks at him, seemingly unsurprised. Sar looks up and sees the Chimer-cat behind the mage. Narration reads: 'The Chimer-cat had come out from its cave, it was larger than a house. I was rendered speechless and shaking I could only try to point at it behind the mage.' Sar looks astounded as the mage's eyes glow, machines coming out of his arm and shooting lasers at the Chimer-cat. After finishing the monster, the mage looks at Sar kindly. Narration reads: 'I saw the mage spell and I could not comprehend what I was seeing. I saw a new kind of fire coming from him. There is so much I don't know. Like what kind of being that mage was...'
December 20, 2025 at 6:56 AM
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kathmachine.bsky.social
Hi! I’m Kathleen, a designer and cartoonist from Vancouver. I haven’t been actively making comics the past few years due to some ongoing health problems, but you can read almost 300 pages of my goofy, gay, silently musical comic series Band Vs Band at bvbcomix.com
Band Vs Band art with the main characters Honey and Turpentine playing guitars, and the rest of the bandmates behind them. I originally drew this as a print for the BVB Volume 1 reprint Kickstarter, and liked it enough to include it in the book. Covers of the Band Vs Band Comix Volume 1 and Volume 2 print books. I’m still proud of them as book designs, and they both include some fun extra bonus stuff that isn’t in the web version. The Vol 1 is the second “special edition” printing after the first ones sold out, and it’s got extra extra stuff. Thank you, again, to all the kickstarter backers who helped me make these things exist! Two Band Vs Band designs meant to look like retro romance comic covers. These were a double-sided postcard I gave away free at comics shows and with online shop orders. Title: TALES O’ GAL ROMANCE Card 1: Honey Hart (thought bubble): “That gal’s nothin’ but trouble! Sigh…*choke* Does she notice me?” Narration box: EVERYWHERE SHE TURNED: GAL LONGINGS Card 2: Turpentine (thought bubble): “She loves KITTENS, and I love DELINQUENCY- Are our…gal hearts…TOO DIFFERENT?” Narration box: Shocking Twist: “But I don’t, um…NOT also love kittens” It’s a Band Vs Band comic page! A cute retro looking rock n roll band plays in front of a crowd, and the singer, Honey Hart, gets flustered mid-song by the sight of her then-secret girlfriend in the audience. This is absolutely a spoiler for the enemies-to-lovers plot of my comic, by the way, but I think that’s fine. Singing (big, wacky hand lettering): Yeah! Feelin LOVE in the air and maybe it shows And maybe I don’t even CARE who knows Cause when I…see…you…there…I- WOW, WHAT A GREAT CROWD TONIGHT
November 27, 2025 at 4:01 AM
fodongo.bsky.social
I will tell you 'About a Shipwreck', by @haruka-kanata.bsky.social , on this December 18th.

See her beautiful paintings at harukakanata.squarespace.com
And read more #indie #freeculture #comics at fodongo.ca

#Fodongo #zine #humanart
First page of Haruka Kanata's 'About a shipwreck'. We see an android in a desert setting riding a bike towards some smoke, planets and stars in the sky. The android says 'The prison ship has crashed'. The bike the android is on talks back to him 'Oh boy. It's been 100 yers since last time.' As they near the wreck, the android stops the bike and walks to the remains of the ship 'Maybe this time someone might be still alive. Organic human beings! It's like mythical creatures on such a remote planet. Must be cool if I can see them alive...' Time passes, a piece of cloth flies off some part of the wreck and the android catches it. The android returns to the bike, who asks 'How was it?'. 'Nah, no one has survived... bummer!'. 'Well, no surprise'. The android looks at the cloth and then lifts his gaze 'Hey, do you know what this thin stuff is...', but gets distracted as his eye detects something, buzzing. We see what the android sees, some ghostly figure who smiles sadly at him. The android satres, and the bike asks 'Is something wrong?'. The android says 'Um... do you see nothing? Really?', but the bike says 'What're you talking about?'. The android disregards this and jumps on the bike and says '...Nevermind. It's just a ghost on my visual sensor'. The bike says 'Got a scratch on your lens? Replace it when we're home.'. They drive away and the android agrees 'Yeah. Will do.'
December 19, 2025 at 4:43 AM
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samkalensky.com
Shiro-Uneri [Tsukumogami] An old tattered Rag abandoned for decades to ferment in a bucket. Eventually it sprang to life, twisting itself into the shape of a tiny dragon, it undulates through the night skies, wrapping its rancid slimy body around peoples faces! - samkalensky.com/products/shi...
A slimy little rag dragon flies past some mushrooms on a tree art sticker by samkalensky Hanging out - art sticker by samkalensky sam holding the sticker for a better look [Shiro-uneri as it appears in Toriyama Sekien’s Gazu Hyakki Tsurezure Bukuro vol. 1 (1784) - Image source: Smithsonian] "Shiro-Ururi" appears in Essays in Idleness. This Shiro-uneri is an old cloth transformed. I wonder if there are other types. So I dreamed." - (Translation: Japandemonium 2017)
November 17, 2025 at 5:06 PM
fodongo.bsky.social
Se.Ven.Teenth. of December. Contrary to reality, @bastianpascal.bsky.social 's comic is called 'It's so Hot in Here'. It is delightful.

Check out more Bastianness here: bastianpascal.com
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First page of Bastián Pascal-s 'It's so HOT in here!'. In this page a very sweaty guy dubbed Poor Fella walks through an area warmed by two suns, sun and sun also. He yells 'It's so HOT in here!'. He sees a sword in the distance, in a pedestal, and in his delirium says 'Is that a... frutsi...?'. He approaches it, and the pedestal reads 'for the KING (warning:not a frutsi)'. He reaches for it, saying '5 -second rule'. He pulls the sword out and admires it and says 'All of my problems are obviously solved now.'. A robotic voice comes from off-screen, saying 'ARE THEY?' In this page a giant robot appears and says to Poor fella 'FIGHT ME'. Poor fella says 'Dude no why? It's hot'. The robot says 'PLZ', so Poor fella relents 'Geez OK Fine!!!'. Poor Fella swings the sword but it slips and flies past the robot, piercing one of the suns labeled 'still sun'.' In this page the sun gets pierced and cracks open. The sky darkends, and Poor Fella says 'Hmm... this is actually pretty fres.' So Poor fella becomes king. Narration reads 'And so:' and an adoring crowd chants while Poor Fella sits on a throne with a crown 'All Hail the King! Fixer of Global Warming!'. Poor fella says 'All of my problems are obviously solved n-', but the Giant Robot steps on him.
December 18, 2025 at 5:58 AM
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sprakcomic.bsky.social
🧛 ✨
( I had too much fun drawing vampire dating profiles for this one )
fodongo.bsky.social Fodongo @fodongo.bsky.social · 25d
Half the month is gone. But there's still 'Plenty of Fangs', by SPRAK!

Read more of their #comics at sprakcomic.com and more #indie #freeculture stories at fodongo.ca

#humanart #Fodongo
First page of 'Plenty of Fangs' by Sprak. We see two young vampires on a living room, one holding a cellphone says “Bro. You gotta help me go thru my matches. You know I’m shit at it.” We then see the phone showing the dating profiles of a vampire in front of a mirror. “Catfish” says the friend. “What. How can you tell?” Asks the first vampire. The friend answers “The reflection is warped. Also a reflection.” Holding the phone, the first vampire says “Oh.” We see the 3 dating profiles The text of the first one says “GoneBatty. Live in a Cave. Looking For: Robert-Pattinson-Type. About me: I want a hot Vamp BF. I am totes a vamp & like 2 B in form of a bat. Yea”. The friend remarks on the image saying “That’s a guinea pic with wings glued on”. The second dating profile shows a muscular looking vampire the text of the profile says “J. Dandrige. 285/M/LA. Interests: 80s Horror. Nightclubs. Vamp4Vamp”. The first vampire says “Ugh I think we have the same great-great-grand sire”. The third dating profile shows a picture four smiling vampires the text of the profile says “Ebony Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way. Girls Night!!!!!!!!” The friend says “I hate coven shots. Which one is Enoby Darkness??” We see one more dating profile showing a girl leaning against the wall behind her there’s a crossbow, a rosary, a bible, garlic cloves, and holy water. The text of the profile says “Vanessa H. Sing. Totally-not-a-vamp-hunter. Interests: Crossbows. Ideal Date: We chat, walk & then I take u to a nice stakehouse ;)”. The friend says “Totally-not-a-vamp-hunter. Well... It wouldn’t be the worst date you’ve been on.”. Then we see the first vampire swipe at the phone, which says “Ding! It’s a match!”
December 16, 2025 at 6:32 PM
fodongo.bsky.social
December 16th has been so rainy. Reminds us of @vinzul.bsky.social 's 'Cultivate', about #plants and #love intersecting.

Check out her work: marizba.artstation.com
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First page of María Izquierdo Barri's 'Cultivate'. This comic shows a plant growing, with the narration saying 'When new growth shows up on the plant you've been trying to save for two years -- everything makes sense.' A plant gets watered. 'Love like a gardener.' A woman gives tea to her partner. 'Watering every day without fail.' In this page we see the woman observing her partner. 'A gardener observes'. Then we see a plant with bugs. 'very very closely when something is off.' Then we see someone caring for a plant. 'A gardener is curious'. Then we see a suitcase being packed. 'And finds out the best way to help'. Then we see a broken pot 'A gardener understands' - and a hand letting go from another 'when the pot is not big enough to thrive.' In this page the woman is reading a book and a hand rests on her shoulder. 'To be loved is to be known'. Her new partner brings her tea and they smile at each other. 'A gardener will make sure to know --'. We see them sitting by each other in the harden '--what your heart will need to grow.'
December 17, 2025 at 6:06 AM
fodongo.bsky.social
Half the month is gone. But there's still 'Plenty of Fangs', by SPRAK!

Read more of their #comics at sprakcomic.com and more #indie #freeculture stories at fodongo.ca

#humanart #Fodongo
First page of 'Plenty of Fangs' by Sprak. We see two young vampires on a living room, one holding a cellphone says “Bro. You gotta help me go thru my matches. You know I’m shit at it.” We then see the phone showing the dating profiles of a vampire in front of a mirror. “Catfish” says the friend. “What. How can you tell?” Asks the first vampire. The friend answers “The reflection is warped. Also a reflection.” Holding the phone, the first vampire says “Oh.” We see the 3 dating profiles The text of the first one says “GoneBatty. Live in a Cave. Looking For: Robert-Pattinson-Type. About me: I want a hot Vamp BF. I am totes a vamp & like 2 B in form of a bat. Yea”. The friend remarks on the image saying “That’s a guinea pic with wings glued on”. The second dating profile shows a muscular looking vampire the text of the profile says “J. Dandrige. 285/M/LA. Interests: 80s Horror. Nightclubs. Vamp4Vamp”. The first vampire says “Ugh I think we have the same great-great-grand sire”. The third dating profile shows a picture four smiling vampires the text of the profile says “Ebony Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way. Girls Night!!!!!!!!” The friend says “I hate coven shots. Which one is Enoby Darkness??” We see one more dating profile showing a girl leaning against the wall behind her there’s a crossbow, a rosary, a bible, garlic cloves, and holy water. The text of the profile says “Vanessa H. Sing. Totally-not-a-vamp-hunter. Interests: Crossbows. Ideal Date: We chat, walk & then I take u to a nice stakehouse ;)”. The friend says “Totally-not-a-vamp-hunter. Well... It wouldn’t be the worst date you’ve been on.”. Then we see the first vampire swipe at the phone, which says “Ding! It’s a match!”
December 16, 2025 at 5:08 AM
fodongo.bsky.social
Time to celebrate December 14th with @ntoyohito.bsky.social "...".

Check his manga Antumbra here: ntoyohito.itch.io/antumbra-cha...
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#indie #humanart #zine #freeculture
First page of page of N Toyohito’s 'Dot Dot Dot' We see a woman laying on a bed, she sits up and places her head on her hands. We see her dress up in a jacket and jeans, with a vacant expression, we also see she has a mole on her chin. Then we see her walking through a futuristic street loud with the sound of construction and passing vehicles. In a scene parallel to this we see a smiling child running towards her dad, the sound of the flapping wings of a flock of birds behind her. The child has the same mole on her chin as the woman earlier. Her dad smiling, makes a sign to her to keep quiet. She looks at him quizzically. The dad taps his ear to sign that she pays attention to what she hears. We see and hear the swooshing clouds, the rustling of a tree’s leaves as they are moved by the wind, the buzzing bees as they go from flower to flower, and a drip of water forming on a leaf that then falls and plops on a puddle where ants are drinking from it, while other ants go on carrying leaves. The child smiles in awe. We go back to the woman walking towards place she remembers from that childhood memory. From where she is she sees the tree is dead and dried up, and on the distance we see the city she came from looks like an industrial dystopia. She can’t hear any of the sounds from her memory, and her eyes start swelling with tears.
December 15, 2025 at 7:04 AM