Saturday, June 21, 2008

Late Comics - The Why

I'm working another project this week. Easier than the nightmares which have kept me separated from you these past long weeks. Still, only this eve did I pen the script for Friday's strip. That - believe it or not - is the hard part.

Someone once said:

Writing is easy. All you have to do is stare at a blank sheet of paper until blood beads on your forehead.

Well, I find that writing a comic is just that hard. Often I have to drive around, or take a shower or go to the gym expressly for the purpose of dislodging a joke from my fevered brow. You would not believe how many times a story has sprung forth whilst doing squats. SQUATS.

Never let anyone tell you that writing isn't physical. It's damn near herculean.

Friday, June 13, 2008

I got some nice feedback about the artwork I posted. But then again my Mother can dote sometimes. You lot were nothing but hateful.


But I thought I'd post it again because I like to taunt you.

So once again:

The Plan/Profile of the Command Ship and Warp Sabot.


The Locutron Landing Field.

I like the tiered burr effect which took more time to create than was warranted. Also, I could have spent more time on the JOKE. I am often reminded that irony and humor while related are not synonymous.

Then the man in sunglasses dunks me for another twenty seconds. I hope they bring hot porridge again for supper.