When I made my first attempt at drawing a comic with the intent of publishing, I had a hard time finding the right paper. This was about fifteen years ago and I knew that most comics were drawn larger than print size (11×17 for the standard American comic) but I couldn’t find that size anywhere.
My Dad passed away 16 years ago today. I don’t know how much of the drawing “talent”/desire/proclivity or whatnot is passed down in families, but he was inclined to doodle earlier in life. Though by the time I came a long I can only remember a handful of times he drew and most of those
I’m in the middle of updating the site here a bit. If a link or image is broken please let me know. I’m making my portfolio the main page instead of the blog. But you probably know that or you wouldn’t be reading this right now.
Suggested by Jennifer Meyer
I took the long way round to becoming an freelance, actually-working-from-home, don’t-have-to-shower-until-2pm-if-I-want-to artist. I’ve done the 8-5 job, taught school briefly, and then worked part time at Starbucks while I broke into comics. We had a plumber come over last week and when I told him what I did he said that it sounded like
I’m waiting for a friend in front of a hotel barely a block from the convention center. Two security guys are checking for room keys before letting people into the lobby. A short teaser trailer plays for the new spider-man movie. Over and over–designed to engrain itself in your mind through sheer sensory overload. I
It was five years or more before I realized there was a diner within walking distance of the convention center. Its been less than that since it agreed to clothe itself in one big advertisement for whatever TV series or channel is (or wants to be) the next big thing. The staff is friendly and
I painlessly went through process of getting my pro badge and headed outside to wait on a friend. I find the perfect spot for people watching, right next to an entrance and in the shade. People pass back and forth, some of them multiple times while looking for the right line to stand in, the
I settle in to a small table on the patio of a cafe, look over the menu, and order an omelette and coffee. Joggers periodically jog past, stopping at the edge of the patio with their backs to me as they wait to cross the intersection. There’s only a handful of people at this early
The Vex Kickstarter is on! Vex is the story of an arrogant high school jock who wrongs a gypsy lunch lady. So she curses his yearbook so anything people write in it comes literally true. The story went online a couple years ago and now we’re trying to fund the first print run of the