If you ain’t reading these…you should be.
Skroode
Lasagna and Mondays, Inc.
Any resemblance to pretty much anything is all in your head. Promise.
Comic was not very effective
Artwork cleanup: quiet time of zen reflection and crafting, or endless task of self loathing? Hard to say indeed.
I love seeing original non-digital artwork for many reasons, not the least of which is seeing all the corrections, white out, and paste ups. It reminds you it’s a process. Or burden.
Perhaps both.
Rough week
Besigh.
Too soon?
Enjoy your holiday responsibly. Make sure you put everyone back where you found them.
The internet is needed elsewhere
Alt title: “What the hell took you so long Tom?”
Stuff. And things. You know.
Internet amok
The internet’s visit continues with unabashed chaos. Posted some progress images for this one on the twitter feed, and will in all likelyhood add as a blog post soon-ish as well. For those who have interest, this is 95% non digital – all bristol, pencils, ink, and masochism. The digital bit is at the end when scanning and perhaps some small cleanup. Which is ironic considering I work 100% digital all day at The Day Job.
Life is very complex.
The internet walks into a bar
That freaky ol’ internet, amirite?
First comic of 2016. Told myself “Self, you are going to get these done WAY ahead of time, get ahead, right on schedule!”. Obviously I then totally blew it and just finished the two-hours-persnicketing-over-the-thing-with-white-out-.003-pens-and-xacto stage.
But there are 51 more weeks right?
One can hope.
Athbhlian faoi Mhaise Daoibh
May the saddest day of your future be no worse than the happiest day of your past.
Joy, judgement, and tinsel
Man how time flies when you’re…what have I been doing?
Ah yes. The holidays.
Well back we are and hopefully on schedule. The boys look like they are set for the holiday. Don’t worry about them. It will build character.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays. Whatever you do this time of year, hope it’s good.
Thanksgiving gone Wilde
A quick sketchy comic for the holiday with wisdom from Oscar Wilde.
Special thanks to CrudeDoodle for providing motivation in the form of “If you don’t get up a comic this week we are done. DONE.”
Bros before trauma
So. What’s up?
FAT SACK OF SCARY No. 5
I do not claim to be a well read man. I mean I read a lot. But 75% of the words I cram into my head would be hard pressed to be described as ‘high literature’. Still, The Pearl fills me with dread to this day.
I didn’t dislike reading the books that were assigned in general, varying from enjoying them to whatever-let’s-just-get-through-this. But there were a rare few that were a trudge to complete and left me praying for a quick end. Generally Steinbeck fell into that category. But that’s life. One minute you’re holding a priceless product of an irritated mollusk; the next you’re putting a bullet into your best friend next to the river. Or at least that’s what I got out of it.
Halloween is upon us. An all too brief time of crisp autumn air, haunted streets, and creepy joy. Enjoy.
Happy Halloween.