Today, me and the boyfriend made a long awaited excursion to Dunkin’ Donuts for their Tuesday Munchkin offer. This was a very important trip and the highlight of his weeklong vacation, so you bet that we took this deathly serious. In fact, I wrote half this post on my phone right after we finished eating,… Continue reading On munchkins
For most of my semi- and full on professional career as a comic artist, I’ve had too many ideas. Back when I was 20 these were unformed seeds for a story. I think I counted of 17 of them at some point and none of them were actually stories but the first initial burst of “hey… Continue reading On an overload of ideas
It’s not every day that I get to see art I made in my sweatpants featured on Bleeding Cool – I made the comic page at the very bottom, as well as the cellphone with the shattered heart screen. ________________________________________ Ally Shwed writes, Ah, the humble comic anthology. A way for up-and-comers to get their… Continue reading Spreading The Anthology Love Through Kickstarter – Bleeding Cool News And Rumors
I have a feeling I’ve written about this before, but going through the blog posts has resulted in a whole load of nothing so bear with me here. Today I woke up to a rejection email. I’d sent in a pitch for a story I was pretty excited about, for an anthology about monstrous women,… Continue reading On rejection, part ??
It’s Midsummer’s Eve here and I have a lot of work to get through before I can get through a plate full of pickled herring, so we’re keeping this short today. Happy Midsummer’s Eve or Summer Solstice or Friday or whatever you’re choosing to celebrate today. Here’s a picture of some herring of the pickled… Continue reading On Pickled Herring
Working the way I do, I get through a lot of podcasts. One of my absolute favourites from almost the moment it was launched is My Dad Wrote a Porno. It’s pretty much what it says on the tin – host Jamie Morton discovered that his dad had written a porno and decided to read… Continue reading On Pomegranates and Rivets
Something that keeps striking me as somewhat strange is how the things that really inspire me aesthetically never really seem to bleed through into my own work. I have a list of things that feel like a punch to the gut with how right, how absolutely down my aesthetic alley they are and yet looking at… Continue reading On Sources of Inspiration, part one