So remember that drawing I did for my friend Rosemary? Of course you do. Well here is her half of our art trade:
I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. Thank you, Rosemary. We really should do this again sometime.
Friday, April 17, 2009
I was finally able to secure a new digital camera for myself. My old one (hereafter referred to as "The Brick plus Flashbulb") decided to defecate all over the bed, so to speak, and it was months before I could afford a new one. But I like my compact new Olympus, and more recent photos can be found at my flickr.
In other news, I will be attending the Stumptown Comics Fest this weekend, though unfortunately without copies of Suitable Cases, as I was unable to finish it in time. I will have copies of Blunderbuss for those of you who still do not possess such things. And the majestic Ed Brisson should have copies of all three volumes of You Ain't No Dancer, to which I am a modest but consistent contributor. For potential greeting reference, here is a picture of what I look like:
For a more accurate image with which to spot me, adjust your monitor until my skin tone takes on the hue of mint ice cream. Large crowds tend to make me nervous, and unless I A) stick around long enough to settle my humors, or B) show up wasted; I will probably seem a little green around the gills for a while.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
The first two pages of the aforementioned comic, produced in my typically laborious style. I would like to have this thing done in time for the Stumptown Comics Fest, but my chances of doing so take their place next to the clouds and birds up in the air.
Expect intermittent updates of the comic in the next week or so. I promise things will only get stranger.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Another sketchbook page, to whet your appetites. I took a break from drawing comics to sit in a tea shop and draw in my sketchbook instead. Witness the results of my brain sans direction.
On Monday I owned a turntable for precisely three hours. I got it home, hooked it up and discovered that I had been sold a dud. Actually, if the turntable doesn't turn, isn't it just a table? Words to consider and live by.
Comic pages coming tomorrow. If you are half as excited about that as I am, then I am twice as excited as you.