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Posted in Comics Pages, Diary with tags , , , , , , on 6 November, 11 by cantocomics

In addition to figuring out how to color in photoshop, I started a tumblr.

Also, I moved to Austin, TX. Probably you knew that.


HOSPITLOLZ; Yoke and Crown art preview; MoCCA Recap, all too late

Posted in As if you cared, CCS, Comics Pages, Diary with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 14 April, 11 by cantocomics

True story. I guess that might be offensive to rectal cancer sufferers, but my reaction amused me, even though it was a horrible situation.

Sorry for having been gone so long. Things in the personal spectrum have prohibited me from sparing the time for this internets thing. I know that when a blog or webcomic I’m following doesn’t update for a month or so I start to debate deleting the RSS feed from my bookmarks. I rarely do, but that impulse–of breaking a fictional tie to what is, in these times, essentially a fictional person, simply for the fact that maybe they’ve been too busy to put free things online for the gratification of my peepers–it’s not one that I like. Obviously, nobody would notice, and even fewer would actually care, but these are the nature of my anxieties.

I’ve been, since we last spoke, working REALLY HARD (probably harder than I’ve ever worked at anything) to finish the Yoke and Crown. To the exclusion of much of my responsibility as a grown-ass man, unfortunately. It looks okay, though, so I guess that’s worth something. Here, have a sneak peek:

Those of you who immediately assumed from the panel layout that the Yoke and Crown is a comics version of The Brady Bunch Movie are woefully incorrect. It’s actually an adaptation of A Very Brady Sequel. 6 is Jan.

I’m about ten pages of inks and forty pages of letters away from being done with this mug. I hope to have it finished before my Thesis at the Center for Cartoon Studies is due on the 2nd. We’re down to the wire here folks, and tensions are high. You’ll probably not hear from me again until that thing is done with.

Also, I went to MoCCA Fest in New York this past weekend, where I was fortunate enough to trade with a wide assortment of fantastic individuals, including, in no particular order:

  • Josh Bayer, from whom I received an incredible ROM, Spaceknight tribute comic
  • BORT, perpetrator of a multitude of small mindbending comics
  • JP Coovert, CCS alumnus and author of There Must Be More
  • Agent Agnes, executioner (not a typo) of a wonderful ero-guro story about botflies in Nice Guts volume 0 (probably you should not click on that link until you get home)
  • Ken Wong, who tells stories through folded paper, which is significantly more interesting than that description would entail JUST GO TO HIS SITE
  • A bunch of other people whose work was equally appreciated, but isn’t in from of me at the moment

I was tabling with my cohorts Andy Christensen (Giving ‘Stag Party’ a horrifying new meaning since 2010) CJ Joughin, whose webcomic City of Cards debuted in time for the show. Go read her comic. GO.

I don’t know when I’m going to table again. MoCCA and NYC were so overwhelming that even though CJJ, Carrie Griffin, Lindsey and I all went to see Kaiju Big Battel, I still came out of the con feeling drained and somewhat demoralized. When time to think becomes less of an extravagance, I need to reassess my goals with and approach to this comics thing.

I know, right? Existential crises always come at the most inopportune time. Call it a quarter-life crisis.

Thanks for reading all that flagellation. Here, have this thing:

Thanks for stopping in, my dears. I’ll have more things for you soon, I promise.

Dispatch from the Factory Floor, SumiMonster

Posted in Sketch, Sumi-e with tags , , , , , , , on 20 February, 11 by cantocomics

One of the best things about being at the Center for Cartoon Studies is the fact that I’m actually supposed to be doing comics. For most of my creative life thus far, I’ve been stealing time away from other things (work, academic studies, interpersonal relationships, etc.), but being here allows me to do all of this simultaneously, a happenstance for which I am extremely grateful.

Over the past few weeks, I’ve been doing pencils for “the Yoke and Crown,” my social surrealist piece about factory workers. It’s a difficult project, but I’m making headway. So I thought I’d share some fragments:

Two of our characters, 5 and 6.

At left, two of our characters, named 5 and 6, are engaging in a discussion about lord only knows what.

(All of these small images are on scraps of tracing paper that I had previously used for an experimental composition for this same project. I’m trying to use a lot of different media in the process of this work, so it’s going to be a fun and different experience once I get out of the penciling stage. I will, of course, share any and all pertinent observations with ya’ll at this space.)

I’ve been using more photo reference than I’m really used to for this one. It’s changing the way I draw–for the better, I think, but that remains to be seen. There’s so much left to do!

It’s strange to think that there are still businesses actually using the kind of timekeeping system drawn above and below–and even more strange that these devices are still being manufactured by a variety of different companies–but it’s the truth, dear reader! I shit you not, I used to clock in at my old job with a system no different from the one pictured here.

Most of the technology that I interact with on a daily basis–computers, light tables, wacom tablets and the like–don’t really have moving parts. They don’t clunk, clank, or clatter (with the exception of my scanner, which has taken to keening unhappily like an Aphex Twin remix or a pop song slowed down 800%).

So yes, it feels strange to think that you occasionally can run into a piece of analog technology (not used by a steampunk cosplayer) in this most digital and insecure of ages.

Also, here’s this, an early sketch of the promo poster for the Yoke & Crown:

Done with sumi-e ink, ProWhite, and ebony pencil on a sheet of letter-size printer paper. I like that it looks sort of luminescent.

To close out this rambling post, I leave you with an experimental drawing. I soaked the paper for this in water, then blindfolded myself and ran one of my larger sumi brushes across the still-wet surface. Then I left it alone till it dried, being careful not to look at it or try to interpret the bloom that was occurring. After an hour or so, I came back and did the whole cloud-interpretation thing on it with brush, pen, and white charcoal, eventually arriving at this:

‘Til next time, you sexy, sexy internets.