The Misfit Alien Quontology: 69 Tints of Rebel Mummy

I try not to judge anyone by their taste in books or movies. My own is eclectic which I am self-aware of, and I don’t mean that in a ‘I’m a cool hipster into all the stuff no one knows about’ way. And I am ok that there are some things I hold dearly that I know are not going to be listed among the high points of culture by the futuristic alien archaeologists of 3023. Still some of the current entertainment has me at a loss. Is it me? It’s probably me. It usually is.

Two thoughts on making these inky runes. First, I really need to work on my typography. For whatever reason I do these by hand, bristol, ink, pencils…the only thing I am missing is perhaps a guttering candle and a goat hair robe. Perhaps I shall spend a day copying the phone book by hand with a quill pen in Belwe.

Also – it’s interesting how the long term story vs. one off comic alternates. After a run of one or two off  comics, I start to think ‘I haven’t done anything substantial in a while. Something to really look at the characters. I shall do that.’. Then about halfway through it becomes ‘I so desperately need to draw them doing something incomprehensibly stupid.’

We’ll see how far this story goes. I’m not even sure at this point. Is that disorganized or hapless? Maybe? Yes? Probably.

 

Valentines for that special someone

Looooooooooooove…exciting and neeeeeeeeeeew. Or something.

Valentine’s Day is upon us, whether you like it or not. It may possibly be a more polarizing holiday than Christmas, evoking some intense emotions on all steps of the scale. I suspect even Eros approaches mid February with trepidation these days. But you can bet he doesn’t forget to bring home Psyche a card and box of candy, ’cause ain’t no immortal need that stress am I right?

Misadventure

Adventure was just about my favorite Atari console game when I was a kid. I spent hours avoiding dragons, exploring mazes, and getting stuck in walls as some damned bat would fly off with the bridge as I was half way through. There is a metaphor for life in there somewhere. If only real life had a Grey Dot.

When my son gets frustrated with a video game in this day and age, I usually respond with “You have no idea how good you have it. When I was your age the game was to move the dot to get the dot. While not getting hit by the dot.”

Were I Winston, I’d not give that chalice up either.

New Year, ready or not

The New Year is upon us, left slumbering on our doorstep by a predecessor who, quit of his responsibilities, runs off as a fugitive into the night. Or something.

On a practical note the sharing buttons have been uncloaked from the hover button to make your sharing and hand held technology more comfortable. So please share away if the spirit moves you. Even if it doesn’t really.

Wishing all the best for the coming year.

TO BECOME A LEGEND. Or a cautionary tale. Or both.

It’s a melancholy time of year. The leaves are falling, winter is coming, and it’s almost time to put the cinderblocks away for another year. Makes one think. About…things….or something. This is not as nostalgically investing as I thought.

But remember – if you’re going to do it….do it for Johnny.

Motivation inundation

As all great coaches know, motivation is key. Whether the team wants it or not.

On a more focused note, playing with the layout is something I continually try to do with the strip. Finding a balance between a stable panel layout and trying out something out of the ordinary that helps make things more visually interesting. For some a straight grid works because I feel it guides the story and lets the characters almost ‘animate’ through the panels based on the consistency. Still when that goes on for a few strips it’s time to break the thing and see what happens. Good or bad.

Or so I think.

Glorbification

‘Not with a bang but a glorb.”

Someday if/when someone analyzes this and speaks of social commentary, I plan to just go along with it. “Yes yes totally meant that. I’m all about metaphors.”

I would think while re-creating dinosaurs and making apes servants have their inherent dangers, it would be bringing back a species we made extinct that is the real threat. Clearly they would have a very biased opinion of how to make things Right.