Ok, here we go! This is the cover for chapter one of The Moose Riders. Yesterday was my daughter’s 5th birthday, and since I started this whole thing when she was, what… 2? 3? Well, it’s about time I get moving on it, don’t you think? For those of you who are fans of Grandpa […]
First off, let me wish Casimir Pulaski a heartfelt “Happy Birthday.” The image on this page is where it all started. Well not quite. It all REALLY started with a Pottery Barn catalog one Christmas when my son was a tiny little boy. On the page of the catalog where Pottery Barn had its rocking […]
My son wanted to see those chipmunks mentioned on page 1, so here they are on page 2. Hope you dig.
I feel the need to point out that my son actually likes carrots, but I needed something that would give me good contrast against the green hoodie. Artistic license. My daughter has a follow-up with her cardiologist today. Hoping for good news.
Not a whole lot happening on this page, but still, I’m mostly pleased with the way it turned out. I know one page a week isn’t helping move this slow-paced story along, but we’ll get to the zombie mayhem eventually.
False alarm.
Left Bank Books in St. Louis sponsored this book signing thing for Mike/Gabe and Jerry/Tycho of Penny Arcade at the Mad Art Gallery last week and I went and it was awesome. First off, Mad Art is housed in this old Art Deco Police Station, complete with holding cells–very cool stuff. Also, it’s right across […]
Beginning of a long flashback sequence here. Not entirely thrilled with the transition–switching to black and white for a flashback seems a bit heavy-handed, but it serves the purpose (and makes coloring go much faster). There’s an interview with me up over at stlwebcomics.org–not sure if there are any big revelations, but go ahead and […]
Took a frustratingly long time trying to find a way to spell the sound of wheezing and ended up just using the word “wheeze.” I want to take a minute to plug a couple things that don’t really need my plugs. First, Yirmumah! is back in action. Once upon a time DJ Coffman was a […]
Crisis averted. Well, one crisis, anyway.