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October Game, part 3/3

The month is over and I am dead, but once again I pulled off a successful 31 days of making new art! I'm over it and ready to go on to other things, so let's go through these real quick...

Day twenty-two: “the unrelenting divergence of the human condition”
I wasn’t on it. Before doing this, I tried and scrapped two or three other different ideas. I had a hard enough time coming up with those ideas in the first place, so I was feeling a little hopeless when I finally made this. That frustration, the desire to just get it done, allowed me to loosen up quite a lot and do something different with the colors. I wonder if I could do something like this again?

Day twenty-three: “that was, more or less, the defining moment”
I didn’t want a repeat of the previous day, and I wanted to do something quick and simple since this was the day before the Asheville Comic Expo, so I had the idea in mind right away. I had learned about the Jellyfish Lake in Palau, and was enamored with a lot of pictures of it on flickr. It ended up being a lot more work, but it was all for the better. I wanted to color it more realistically, but I mistakenly picked a yellow when I started coloring the jellyfish, and the neon, luminescent green result was so striking that I stuck with it. It’s satisfying when a mishap like that ends up working out.

Day twenty-four: “you’d think being a human being was this complex art”
I did this while at the Asheville Comic Expo and still haven’t gotten around to scanning it (I haven't even unpacked my stuff from the con!). This is the first time using markers this month. I based it off of a picture of Lee Marvin that I really like.

Day twenty-five: “you have to go the other way now”
This was my girlfriend’s birthday, and between that, weekend errands, and the previous day’s con, I had kind of forgotten about making some kind of art until later in the afternoon, so this one was pretty quickly put together before the birthday girl got off work. This one’s based on a picture I took of her when we went hiking at the Alum Cave Trail last year in the Smokies.

Day twenty-six: “you’re a different human being to everyone you meet”
More self-portraits! Nine of them! This was one that I really should’ve tried to do a little more planning on before executing, so some of these are better than others. Just like how some aspects of myself are better than others. I guess that means it works.

Day twenty-seven: “I still haven’t washed my hands”
I tried painting with acrylics again. I’m getting better, sort of, but I’m still not so great at drawing hands. It’s extraordinarily messy, but somewhat suitable to the subject and title. 

Day twenty-eight: “it’s not easy to erase your blood”
I’m pleased with the marker colors for this, but those heavy blacks give this a weird pop art feel that wasn’t what I was going for. I really think that they don’t suit the way I draw figures, either. This is also a point where I realize just how exhausted I am, how much it’s weighing on me. It should also be clear by how little I’m writing about these recent pieces.

Day twenty-nine: “I wanted to fall through the floor”
This is the fourth and final digital painting of the month. Not much to say about it. Again: exhaustion weighing on me, and motivation is hard to find. I’m virtually on autopilot with this final stretch.

Day thirty: “it helps me feel human”
I put off doing anything all day, then, not sure of what to do, I flipped through a discarded library book I bought about the discovery of the Luray Caverns in Virginia, an old thing filled with black and white illustrations. Then I busted this thing out, small, really quickly, using only colored pencils.

Day thirty-one: “there is only a silent emptiness spreading infinitely in all directions”
I knew I wanted to use that title for the final day, and this piece came together so well when I worked on it. A good one to end the month on, yes?

And there we are, another successful, draining October Game completed. I'm happy that I can still pull it off, but sheesh, this last stretch felt like such a chore.

So what's next? I'm not completely sure. Girlfriend and I are going on the 15th to check out the North Carolina Comic Con because she wants to meet Gerard Way and I want to scope it out and see if it's worth tabling at in the future. New Year's will be spent in Florida for a wedding and a trip to Disney after that. I'm starting to get that itch to work on comics again, but with that going on I may just hold off until 2016, spend the rest of this year relaxing and doing whatever else I feel like doing. We'll see.

October Game, part 2/3

We've made it two thirds of the way through the month and I'm not dead! I don't even feel any sense of self-loathing like I usually do! I'm starting to feel tired, especially as I'm also prepping for ACE this week, but I cannot stop. Not yet.

Day twelve: “it will come back”
That’s the title of a Hozier song I’m obsessed with, one which has nothing to do with deserts. I’d just been really wanting to illustrate a desert for a while now, so I based this on the opening shot from Mad Max: Fury Road, where he’s standing next to the Interceptor and the two-headed lizard is there? Yeah. After being disappointed in my two acrylic painting attempts, it felt good to go back to watercolors and realize that hey, I’m okay at this!
This whole month I’m trying not to just go on autopilot and use the skillsets I’ve honed in making comics, so that means trying not to rely so much on line and trying to get stronger with color and value, with shading and rendering.  I didn’t want there to be any strong linework in this, but my value skills aren’t THAT great, so some colored pencils were needed to strengthen the whole thing. 

Day thirteen: “there’s a continual sense of the body as ineffectual protection from the mind”
This is the second piece I’ve done that’s entirely digital. I’ve been wanting to do something where I could effectively illustrate a decent nude figure and then break it up in an interesting way, and Photoshop was the best way to do that. Not a bad self-portrait.

Day fourteen: “your dreams miss you”
I think this title was from a mattress ad in a magazine? I don’t think I’ve been as happy with any previous piece as I am with this one. It’s based off a sketch I did earlier this year for that southern horror comic I keep saying I’m going to do, so I already knew how I wanted it to look. The fact that I managed to execute it, that I knew what to do to achieve what I had in my head leaves me a little astonished. I actually DO know what I’m doing sometimes!

Day fifteen: “I wish I didn’t have to breathe”
With Other Sleep on ComiXology now, I was really wanting to do something with Ninel for the challenge. I’ve been thinking about what she would do after the events of the comic, how she would try to recuperate and what direction she’d take her life in. I think this is her, not long after the comic, just trying to reclaim some sense of peace. I was also thinking about the swimming pool scene in It Follows, so I made Ninel’s swimsuit brown like Maika Monroe’s, and to capture the various blues and greens I looked at pages from A Taste of Chlorine by Bastien Vives.

Day sixteen: “we rely on your simple device”
We’re over the halfway point and I don’t yet hate myself, woo! This is a line from a Useless Eaters song. It didn’t come out quite as simple as I was aiming for, but I’m pretty pleased with these two tokusatsu androids and their Akira-inspired outfits. If I ever do a companion comic to go with Shouting at the Void, it'll probably look something like this, all reds.

Day seventeen: “something only you and I could understand”
I seem to falter a bit every Saturday, don’t I? I had seen Crimson Peak the night before, and loved it, and wanted to do something inspired by it. It was just too cold the next morning to try to sit down and really draw something, though. So I pulled up a photo I took of an abandoned home in Elkmont, from when my girlfriend and I camped out in the Smoky Mountains last year, and…well, this happened. Kind of neat, but not something I'd really want to attempt again maybe.

Day eighteen: “don’t try to solve serious matters in the middle of the night”
That’s a quote from Philip K. Dick, my favorite sci-fi author. I watched this 1932 movie, Doctor X, the first color horror movie, done in two-strip Technicolor. Everything was green and red, basically, and as degraded as the print was in the version I rented on Youtube, it was still gorgeous and I wanted to mimic it. I also tried to take a stab at doing black, heavy shadows like Mike Mignola, since I hardly use black in my work. I don’t think it quite works with how I draw, though.

Day nineteen: “side effects of the universal machinery”
There was a lot of digital work going on in my last few pieces, and I was feeling bogged down, felt like I was starting to lose it a little, so I went back to a traditional approach, inspired by the look of cells seen on a slide under a microscope.

Day twenty: “they do not know how immortal”
I saw Crimson Peak again, and was inspired again, this time by a couple of really unusual, unsettling shots of insects in the movie. So here we have a fly surrounded by twenty ants. Houseflies don’t get that big or hairy, but this one IS immortal. I wanted this piece to fit with the giant frog from the last entry, so I tried to color it in a similar manner.

Day twenty-one: "go confidently in the direction of your abyss"

I lifted the composition for this from a screenshot of the original Invasion of the Body Snatchers, one that I'd saved who knows how long ago. I used the same combination of watercolors and charcoal as when I made day fourteen's piece, but this time it was more of a struggle. For some reason, the painted paper just wouldn't take the marks of my charcoal pencils. I have three or four different kinds of charcoal sticks, accumulated over the years, so I had to mess around and make the piece work with some combination of those. And, well, the scanner didn't seem too fond of this one either. That guy down there? He's climbing. I don't think I got that across quite so well, but it is what it is.

And that's everything. Only ten days to go! 

October Game, part 1/3

The first leg of the Bill Counts October Game is finished, and it’s been going fairly smoothly so far. Here are the first eleven pieces of art I’ve done for the challenge, plus some words on them.

Day one: “this pain will be useful”
I didn’t actually have this written in my sketchbook, I got it from a picture that someone reposted on Tumblr recently. I went for something to symbolize this 31-day art challenge, so there are 31 pieces of paper. The figure wasn‘t meant to be a self-portrait, but it kind of came out that way so sure, why not. Who hasn’t drawn or painted naked from time to time?
Day two: “no end of the world prediction has ever come to pass”
Adam Tan’s paintings occasionally appear in my Tumblr feed and I always enjoy seeing them. I had read a day or two before making this that he had actually died just last October. An incredible talent, just a few years younger than me, gone far too soon. I felt like paying a little tribute to him and his art, even though his work is (I believe) traditionally painted. I also wanted to draw the Smoky Mountains.
Day three: “the wave of unconsciousness failing to break over me”
We got hit with a lot of rain for a few days, and it was awful. Living and working at a storage facility, the rain hammering against metal, the wind howling along the length of the storage buildings, rattling the big metal doors of the units, it wouldn’t stop. It kept me up the night before, and the morning I drew this, I couldn’t concentrate at all because of it. I eventually managed to sit down and quickly crank this out on a smaller piece of paper, looking at an old photo I took as reference. No pencils, just straight ink. I think it sums up how I was feeling until the rain ended.
Day four: “the spider’s legs keep growing”
First all-digital piece! I had this written at least twice in one old notebook, and maybe once more somewhere else. I don’t know why. It’s such a cryptic line, I have no idea where I got it from. My original idea was to do a landscape with a giant spider in it, with massive, long legs like Dali’s elephants, but this idea occurred to me while I was taking a bath and staring up at the ceiling. The arachnid in this is a Tasmanian cave spider.
Day five: “they’re using the end of the world to justify hurting others”
Paraphrasing something my friend KT said while describing a dream they had. It felt relevant to…I don’t know, a lot of feelings I’ve had lately. So I twisted the words into some weird cult shit using charcoal pencils for the creepy robed dudes. Also, phallic symbols all over the place…not the best idea in hindsight.
Day six: “none of them knew they were robots”
This is the title of a Mr. Bungle song that’s stuck with me for years. The colored pencils aren’t very strong, a little overpowered by the ink, so this isn’t quite as striking as I’d hoped it would be. I only used one red pencil for all the coloring in the original, and changed the background to blue in Photoshop when I realized that’d make the figures stand out more.
Day seven: “contemplating beauty leads one closer to god”
I was partially inspired for this after watching the 1972 eco-horror film Frogs, starring a young, mustacheless Sam Elliott. The idea mutated from a basic frog prince concept to a stranger, more religious experience to suit the title. Also, at least as far as the amphibian itself goes, I think I’m getting better at digital painting.
Day eight: “what does black noise sound like?”
I broke out the acrylic paint for the first time in years…and realized that I’d forgotten everything I learned. I couldn’t mix the colors I wanted, I was picking the wrong brushes or using the wrong strokes, everything is too messy and undefined here. It’s my first real dud this go around. The subject is my poor doomed astronaut that I did some mixed media paintings of and who appeared in Stranger Rains, printed in Burst Reach 3. You can read it on the site here.
Day nine: “viral payload”
I’ve been obsessed with the basic shape of bacteriophages since taking biology in college, and based this off of an electron microscope photo of one that I found last month. They’re just really cool looking and fun to draw. If I ever get any tattoos, I want one of these guys on me.
Day ten: “you’ve got disaster on your mind”
Why did I try painting again? I don’t know. I was out late the two previous nights, running on little sleep, and it got cold and rainy again so I rushed this thing without much thought. The background color is a blue that I accidentally mixed on day eight. Not wanting to waste paint, I slapped it on this little canvas. Hopefully this is the last time I try acrylics this month. Or the last time I truly screw it up. I do want to create more existential android hitman stuff like Shouting at the Void, though.
Day eleven: “your existence deforms the universe”
This was a pretty quick one. So far this month has been busier than I’d like so I haven’t really devoted as much time to any of these as I’d like to, and this one wasn’t much of an exception. It came together out of desperation more than anything else, but I’m somewhat happy with the result.
Okay, that’s all for the first leg. Now I’ve got to start on today’s art…


Finding things to do

Here’s an incomplete list of what I’ve been doing since I decided to step away from making comics on a serious basis back in July:

-Painted Slimepunk and Faerie Ishee on an underwater adventure for my girlfriend.
-Tried to raise sea monkeys and triops that my girlfriend got me for our anniversary. The triops never hatched and the sea monkeys died within a week of hatching. :(

-Started exercising again, bought a jump rope.

-Been watching a lot more movies. Movies are cool, I like them.

-Bought an N64 and over a dozen games, most of which I’ve barely even played.

-Started playing Final Fantasy VII for the first time since…middle school or high school, probably? Got out of Midgar, stopped.

-Drew a great big mutant family reunion as a commission.
-Appeared at Kil’n Time Contemporary Ceramic Studio as a guest artist for a local monthly thing called Art D’Vine, where people visit the galleries downtown to look at art and sample wine and cheese.

-Cleaned a LOT of old videogame cartridges.

-Designed a couple flyers for friends.

-Figured out what Slimepunk’s insides look like, drew them.
-Got better at cutting my own hair with clippers

-Read all 14 volumes of the Neon Genesis Evangelion manga.

-Finally got Other Sleep added to ComiXology, available now for only $4.99!!

-Went hiking, stood nude atop a waterfall.
-Figured out how to switch my Roomba’s language from shouting at me in Russian to shouting in English.

-Got excited about the Asheville Comic Expo, which is next month!

-Started playing more with traditional art materials again.* Did 4 mixed media portraits of characters from Mad Mad: Fury Road.
-Cursed the transition from summer to fall and the drop in temperature that accompanies it.

-Started a new comic in my moleskine, did about 5 or 6 pages in a week, haven’t really touched it since.

-Wrote for Gamervescent about mediocre SNES and Sega Genesis games, and how the new PS4 Godzilla game compares.

-Started to make more serious attempts at digital painting by copying photographs found on Tumblr.


*I’m participating in the Bill Counts October Game again this year. The idea I have this time around is…a little different, maybe. I went back through a stack of old sketchbooks and notebooks, writing down things I found interesting, mostly quotes and lyrics that I’ve since lost any context for. I also went through tweets I’d added to my favorites on Twitter (I had over 600!), things on Tumblr, et cetera. Altogether I now have close to 60 little things written down to serve as ideas, prompts, or titles for illustrations to be made in whatever way I find fitting. I only need 31 of those, so at least I have no shortage of words to work from, right? I’ve also combed through a lot of art and photography I really enjoy as a go-to inspiration guide for the month. All the mixed media stuff I’ve been doing, attempts at copying photos and paintings in different styles, are kind of a crash course for when October hits next Thursday, so I can work in whatever way I want and at least pretend I know what I’m doing. Like grinding before a particularly challenging dungeon in an RPG.

So, you know, I’m probably going to go insane again. It’ll get pretty weird pretty fast. Should be fun.

Out of the doldrums and into Rob-Con

One night a few weeks back, unable to sleep, a realization came to me: I was depressed. Maybe. I'm not 100% sure. If nothing else, I was unhappy, that may be a better way to put it. X-Con was a flop, HeroesCon not much better. I had other things going really well, but I was exhausted. I kept putting other things off to prepare for everything that I scheduled so close together, and working on Cannonball Fist was becoming more of a chore than anything else, stressing out over getting the next page finished and uploaded in time. I was just doing the pages out of some sense of obligation and I wasn't happy with the work.

So after briefly talking about it with a couple friends, I decided I'm taking a break from doing serious comic work. The newest page of Cannonball Fist went up a couple weeks ago, and the comic is currently on hiatus. Reflected Gaze is momentarily stalled, though I have other people who should be working on contributions to the site. Future stories I was starting to develop are now just set aside.

And it feels good. Just realizing I was unhappy was like hitting a light switch in a dark room, and reading this article by Dave Zissou about Sam Hiti's "death" was something I connected with, particularly this part:

It’s okay to quit. 

If comics has taken so much from you and given so little and you feel that you need to escape, you should. Trust your intuition. Even if you end up coming back to it a week later, months, years, or never. You are more important than comics.

Respect the people who choose to quit or take a long time to finish a project. Comics are demanding.

I'll come back to it, of course. I just need to recharge, play around, try some new things, find some new directions and return better than ever.

Especially given how great Rob-Con was this year. The best yet! Like, I don't even really know what to say, it was just a lot of fun as always.

I sat between Ivan Castillo and his wife Joyce, who make up Conquest Art Designs, and Alex Ogle, whose work is incredibly striking. There were several other immensely talented artists there too, including Joseph Culp, younger brother of friend and Gamervescent co-owner Jennifer Culp. He's an awesome digital painter who I've been following for a while, and I finally got to actually meet him this weekend. It was his first time ever tabling at a convention, and I got to hang out with him and his wife Hannah (who won runner up at the costume contest) at their home Saturday night, where I talked him into being part of an artist's panel that was on Sunday.
That panel, by the way, was awesome. Aside from the two of us, Alex Ogle took part, as well as James Lyle and Chris Gibbs. Our moderator was the awesome Diana, who helps run the local comic shop and who I drew the last Reflected Gaze comic about, and you'd have no idea it was her first time considering just how well the whole thing went. 

Aside from being around a bunch of really cool people, I did well all weekend, selling out of all the copies of Slimepunk that I'd brought with me, as well as a bunch of pre-done sketches. I did a pretty sweet advanced commission for someone, which she came and got on Sunday after requesting it on Instagram. I ran out and made prints of the image from my Slimepunk banner for a friend who really wanted one for his wife. And I got a pretty decent haul, too. I exchanged stuff with Joseph, found a really early issue of Heavy Metal in excellent condition, bought an old Aliens action figure that I used to own as a kid, dug up a copy of Katsuhiro Otomo's Memories one-shot and a bunch of issues of the Big O, and got a bunch of Kaiju prints from the Hero Squares table.
I'm the most exhausted I've ever been after a con, but it was worth the lack of rest and assorted aches. I plan on cutting down the number of cons I'll do next year, but I will always, ALWAYS go to Rob-Con as long as I'm able to.

Really, this weekend warmed my heart and insured that I'll never leave comics for good.

The Next Mutation

I was a little bummed after HeroesCon, yeah, but the Johnson City Public Library Comic Con was rejuvenating. Well, a little bit.
My talk on Cannonball Fist was at 10:30 in the morning, a mere half hour after doors opened. Not ideal. There were maybe a dozen people who came in. I feel like I did terribly, but…who knows? It was an awkward note to start on. I had three slides about inspiration for the comic, design stuff, getting ideas, and after the whole presentation was done and I took questions, the first one was an older man asking where my ideas come from. Arg.
But the rest of the day went great and the library staff treated the guests super well. We got bottled water and pizza, I got to help judge a children’s art contest, and to make up for the lack of drawings done at HeroesCon I did enough sketches to make my arm hurt and convince me to take my sign down for a while. I drew so many mutant portraits!

So many, in fact, that I decided that I should maybe take a break from them altogether. I ran out of ideas pretty fast and just felt like I was repeating myself too much. I’ve felt that way a lot this year doing them. So I think I’ll retire the Beautiful Portraits sign with my girlfriend and her dog on it and put more emphasis on standard commissions of whatever folks want me to draw.
Part of me wants to retire them altogether, but I can’t do that just yet.
On Wednesday I went to the William King Museum of Art to teach a class on mutant self-portraits for their summer camp program. Only one kid showed up this week, which, honestly, took a bit of stress off. I was freaking out the night before, having never taught anything before, but having just one enthusiastic and talented girl made things go pretty smoothly. Here are the ones I did of myself, the bottom left being a quick, sloppy demo I did to show her how I work.
The top one is my first attempt at drawing myself as an android after another teacher came in to join us and decided to do a steampunk cyborg version of himself. Then he brought us Sharpies.
Anyways, here are the two portraits the kid drew of herself. Not too shabby:
Then we drew one of the workers at the museum, my friend Callie, after she made this incredible face.
So yeah, not a bad way to spend the afternoon.
I also received a couple of neat emails during the day. One confirmed that my Gamera Vs Zigra piece was chosen to be included in Hamish Steele’s Gamera Vs Zine-Ra! A Kickstarter for that should go up soon, and I’ll link to it when it happens, but I’m pretty excited to be a part of it!
The other email was from ComiXology. FINALLY. It’s been nearly 4 months since I submitted Other Sleep to them! The comic has been tentatively accepted. The PDF I sent them wasn’t a very good one, so I submitted a higher quality version. FINGERS CROSSED. It shouldn’t take another 4 months for them to respond again, right?
Speaking of Other Sleep! On July 25th from 1-3pm I’ll be at the Barnes & Noble in Johnson City as a guest for part of their pop culture extravaganza. The original plan was to have Other Sleep put into their system to sell, but, um, well, after reviewing it they determined it was too graphic, at least for the event. So now I can jokingly go around telling people that my graphic novel was rejected by Barnes & Noble, ha. I’m still a guest, I just won’t be selling it. Or Burst Reach. I’ll just have Cannonball Fist, Slimepunk, and Shouting at the Void there.
But you know what’s after that? ROB-CON! August 1st and 2nd! It’s going to be awesome!
Eventually I’ll be able to get back to work on Reflected Gaze. Hopefully sooner than later. I’ve got contributions from other folks coming in this month, at least.
Right. Back at it. Too much to do. AWAY.

HeroesCon 2015 Report

I’m not quite sure what to make of this past weekend.
On the one hand, I always have fun at HeroesCon. I got to see some friends I don’t get to see too often. Michel Fiffe was back and I enjoyed the few minutes I got to talk with him again. I got to meet Eryk Donovan, whose work on the Super Mario Bros webcomic I colored last year. I had another incredibly sensual, awkward hug with Chip Zdarsky at the Brimper’s Meetup on Saturday night.
On the other hand, I went four days without playing Splatoon.
That was a joke. A really dumb one. Forget I said that.
But no, something felt…off all weekend. I’m not the only one who felt that way. Apparently a pretty large number of people in the artists alley did pretty poorly for most of the con. In the past, I’ve always done better each consecutive day of a multi-day con, so when things were slow on Friday I didn’t think too much of it. But Saturday I did even worse, which killed that streak. Sunday, things didn’t pick up too much for me either. All in all I just didn’t do as well as last year. 
I talked about it with a few people, and the general idea was that maybe it was the crowd. I hear attendance records were broken on Saturday, Stan Lee was there, but it seems people just weren’t buying anything. Ashley told me most of the big names that day had big lines for signing, even if they didn’t really have lines Friday or Sunday. It was when Neil Bramlette of Out of Step Arts mentioned to me that he and his artists were all selling more books than prints or anything else that I looked at what I was selling compared to last year, and realized something.
I didn’t keep the best records for last year’s show, but I recall doing more sketches and selling more posters than anything else, which seems par for the course at other shows. I often get discouraged that so few people buy my comics, given that I put so much more work into them and sell them for a pretty low price. At the same time, I do make more off of the posters and doing sketches, no question.
This past weekend I only did three sketches for people, all mutant portraits, all for people I know, one a day. I set up a little binder of sketches though, usually warm-ups and leftovers from last year’s Inktober, and I sold quite a few of those, more than at any other show I’ve done this year. Posters? I sold two in all.
I sold a pretty big number of comics, though. More than I sold at the three other shows I’ve done this year combined. I was also taking the handful of copies I had left of chapter 1 of Other Sleep and giving those out with any purchase, managing to get rid of them entirely. I don’t think I even have a copy to call my own anymore! Oops.
So yeah, it sucks that I didn’t do very good this year as far as making money goes. But it’s kind of cool to know that I sold a pretty good number of comics for once. I had a guy from last year return to tell me how much he loved Other Sleep, then bought a couple books and came back the next day to tell me he loved them, too. My comedian pal Hunter Roberts interviewed me for GonzoGeek. One of the better, stranger moments was when a guy came up and said “I’ve seen your work online before…do you know a guy named Chris Ready?” I’ve gushed about Chris and his blog Disaster Year 20XX quite a bit here before. He’s a good dude. Meeting someone who encountered my work because they saw him repost it on Twitter or Tumblr is amazing. 
Plus, I got to go to the Sea Life Aquarium again for free and we ate at Lang Van TWICE. Seriously. Lang Van. Their pho is the single greatest dish I have ever had. You will find no better food. Go to Charlotte, go to Lang Van, eat their pho. DO IT.
…Okay, yeah, I was having second thoughts about going back next year since I did so poorly this time, but it’ll be worth it for the pho alone, right?
And hey, don’t forget: I’ll be at the Johnson City Public Library Comic Con this Saturday, 10-4. I’m giving a talk at 10:30. I promise I’ll be ready by then. Hope to see you there!

A few more steps forward

HEY HEY GUESS WHAT'S THIS WEEKEND. HEROESCON IS THIS WEEKEND, BABY.Here's where I'll be, Table AA-627. On the site I'm listed at 626, but I'm swapping tables. Crazy, I know.

Here's what I'll have:
Copies of the first chapter of Other Sleep will be given away with any and all purchases. I'm also selling original pages and small sketches like this one of Mewtwo that I did this morning:
Following that, I'll be at the Johnson City Public Library's own free little comic convention next weekend. Here's the flyer they made for it. Look! My name is up top!
I'm giving a talk at 10:30 that morning. I'm still putting the talk together, but it will probably be about my process for working on Cannonball Fist.

The original plan was that after this, July would be a slow, easy month where I wouldn't have anything to do, but nope, nope, not happening. On July 8th I think I'll be teaching a class on making mutant self portraits at the summer camp program that the William King Museum is putting on. You can find my teacher profile here.

Speaking of that museum, I'm taking a chance and submitting a portfolio to their From These Hills exhibition for later this year. I'm going to try to come up with some new work to submit, maybe connected to Reflected Gaze or that horror comic project I'd kind of sort of abandoned.

Oh, and speaking of Reflected Gaze, a new comic went up last week about my friend Diana. Go read it. And my friend Andy Ross contributed an article! Read it too!

I also found time to put together this Gamera Vs Zigra piece which I'm submitting to this fanzine called Gamera Vs Zine-Ra, celebrating the big turtle's 50th anniversary.
There may or may not be another thing I'll be doing in July. Not 100% sure yet. Fingers crossed.

And, um, that's it for now. I've got like, a dozen things to do before we leave for Charlotte on Thursday and I'm just kind of wasting my time typing this. OKAY BYE


"If you can't fix what's broken, you'll go insane."

So it turns out scheduling so many things so close together can really wear you down. Who knew?
The weekend after Shikacon was Free Comic Book Day (after going out to see the Avengers: Age of Ultron the night before), an incredibly good time where I sketched so many people's children as mutants. A few days later was a quick trip to Dollywood with my closest friends and girlfriend. My grandmother's 90th birthday was Saturday the 9th. This past weekend was X-Con in Myrtle Beach.

I know I've only been going to conventions as an artist for a few years now so I'm not terribly experienced, but I've noticed this tendency. When it comes to multiple day cons, I usually do better each consecutive day. Sundays are my best days at Heroes Con, and at any two day con I always do better the second day. That tendency holds true for X-Con, but only just barely. Just by inches.
Attendance was rather low on Friday, picked up considerably on Saturday, then dropped again on Sunday. The big special guest, Ric Flair (WOOOOOOOO), was only there Saturday. Another one, Nicholas Brendan, was arrested for public intoxication Friday night and canceled his panel Saturday afternoon from being too hungover (apparently this happens to him a LOT). There were a handful of other guests, lots of vendors, and a bunch of us artists too, but nobody seemed to really be buying anything. I wasn't the only one who did poorly, everyone was talking about having a lousy weekend, even those who've attended previous years with good success. Who knows what the deal was, but I was kind of let down.

That said, I still met some cool people, including Tim Showers, who did a great Ultraman drawing in my con sketchbook. One of the guys from Studio De Sade talked to me a lot about my table setup and pricing my originals, gave me some great advice and assured me that I was doing better than some of the folks around his table. My friend Matthew D. Smith was there, too, and the guy next to me, George Farmer, was super nice and drew Han and Chewie in my sketchbook.

There were some great cosplayers, too:

And, well, we were at the BEACH.

We woke up at 4am Thursday morning, headed out at 5, got to Myrtle around noon, and stayed relatively active (aside from both of us accidentally falling asleep on the beach itself for an hour or so) until a 9:50pm showing of Mad Max: Fury Road, the movie I'd been most anticipating this year. We saw it at Broadway at the Beach in what was called the "BigD" theater. Shorter and wider than IMAX, apparently, it was overwhelming, like staring into the face of god for 2 hours. It was a religious experience, and I can't stop thinking about it. That movie is amazing. I need to see it again and again. It's all I can really think about lately. Nothing else this year will compare.

We also ate at a cool German restaurant we found, neither of us having had anything like it before, and Saturday night walked all the way down to South Myrtle's boardwalk. It was also biker week, so the streets were crowded while wild looking, lit up motorcycles and absurdly designed cars slowly made their way down the road or parked for everyone to gawk at and take pictures of. That was pretty wonderful.
Due to some business laws of some sort, I won't be returning to South Carolina to do another convention for another 24 months unless I pay for a business license first, which crosses off my consideration of doing the SC Comic Con in Greenville next year, but well, I'm doing too many events this year anyway and should probably ease back a little in 2016. Not a huge loss there, I guess.

In roughly a month I'll be in Charlotte for HeroesCon, and the weekend after I'll be at the Johnson City Public Library to give a talk at their own little comic show. I'm teaching an art class on drawing mutant self portraits at the William King Museum one day in July, and I've been invited to another local thing that month which I'll hopefully be able to do.

I took a 2 week break from Cannonball Fist, but the cover to chapter 5 is online today. Back on track! I gave out the last of my postcards at X-Con and ordered more last night for Heroes.

I wrote a new article about Earthbound for Gamervescent that I'm pleased with. Was working on a thing about Bloodborne, but it may be too late to post that now, I dunno.

New stuff on Reflected Gaze: the third comic, All or Nothing, is about a girl who balances bodybuilding with being a foodie. My friend Christina contributed an article about how comics and cosplay helped her learn to love her body, and I wrote about drawing mutant portraits. The new comic is in progress and will be up in the next couple of weeks! Also, the Facebook page now has over 350 likes. How weird is that?

Right, yeah, stuff. Farewell!

Shikachan was pretty adorable too

Shikacon was this weekend, and here’s how things began for me:
Well, actually, things began with my friend Big Daddy Voodoo at the con’s opening ceremony. He got each guest up onstage and talked to them a little. We talked more about Pacific Rim than my own work, but I managed to get a few nervous words out about Reflected Gaze. So, a bit of an awkward start, actually, especially considering how confident and charismatic the other guests were.
I’ve never truly been a guest at a con before. I’m used to putting some money down to be in the artist’s alley, overlooked by 75% of the people passing by, but at Shikacon I was in a separate room with the other guests, including my friend Bubba’s One Time Hero Photography. He’s the one who brought the ball pit. I was one of the first to leap in, fulfilling a promise I’d made to my girlfriend. Bubba’s wife Aria was there showing off her costume making skills, and I was next to vocaloid producer EmpathP (I traded comics for a couple of her CDs) and her friend Charles Dunbar, who knows way more about Japanese folklore and history than anyone I’ve ever met and did a TON of panels. They were a lot of fun to hang out with, and I got to draw a cool dark ages vampire lady for Charles that I was pretty pleased with.
I stayed fairly busy, doing better than I had at ETSUcon in February. I did a large number of sketches on Saturday:
After making a decent amount of cash, I went to the vendor’s room towards the end of the day and found someone selling NECA’s 24” Godzilla action figure, the only decent figure done of the 2014 design. I decided I had to have it. I tried to get BDV to talk me out of it. He tried, he really did, but then I showed it to him and he understood my need. Hey, my birthday is Wednesday, give me a break. NO REGRETS.
It’s okay, too, because I made back twice what I spent on him on Sunday! It was kind of strange: I mostly did sketches on Saturday and sold a few Slimepunk minicomics. Didn’t sell any posters at all. Sunday, I only did a couple sketches and sold a LOT of posters and a few more comics! A girl dressed as Ramona Flowers insisted on overpaying for an Other Sleep poster, so I gave her a copy of Burst Reach 3 as thanks. I gave out the rest of my leftover October Game postcards to customers too. My friend Gregory Dickens kept track of the demographics of his customers at a recent con he attended, with interesting results. I meant to do that this time, but completely failed. I feel like it was a pretty even split of men and women, honestly. A nice balance of young and old, too. I was really pleased to sell a copy of Shouting at the Void to a little kid after his mom flipped through and approved. Hopefully it isn’t too obtuse for him.
So yeah, Shikacon’s first year was a success for yours truly. It went really well for everyone else too, I think. Attendance was high, and there were there were a ton of panels, gaming tournaments, raves, and probably some other stuff that I completely missed because I spent so much time at my table drawing and chatting with people. Everyone else in the guest room had fun too, I was in really good company.
I’m excited to do it all over again next year, especially if Bubba brings the ball pit back.
Reminder: this upcoming Saturday is Free Comic Book Day! Go out to your local comic shop and take part in the celebration! I’ll be at Mountain Empire Comics doing it all once again! Things are in high gear now, let’s hope I can keep this energy up!