Quite frankly, I’d die for my right to lampoon your goofy religion.
Here’s a few new portraits by yours truly. One is of Erin and one is of Felix. Guess which one is which.
I don’t know if you all have heard, but there is a new Batman movie coming out this summer. Yeah, I know. It’s all, like, on the hush-hush n’ junk.
To celebrate, I sketched all the zany mainstays of the next vehicle. I am pretty stoked, natch, and you should be too. I will be selling these sketches and many, many more at America’s favorite comic book convention, Heroes Con!
Oh, hello, there!I didn’t see you come in here. I was just telling my future Grandchildren about the great snow storm of 2011. I might as well tell you all about it too, being that you are here n’ all. Well, for starters, I couldn’t leave the stupid house for 5 days, and I had to sustain on* gulp* home-cooked meals. It was brutal I tells ya.
Oh well. I can’t complain. It wasn’t all outtakes from The Shinning. I managed to have some fun too, like when I was complaining about the snow… Or when I drew the snow. More on the latter right here, sonny boy.
Start spreading the news, I am leaving today… and by today, I mean last Monday, and by leaving I mean coming back home to Atlanta.
I finally understand why so many folks so-boldly state that they ” ♥ New York” on their shoddy apparel, ‘cos it’s easy to fall in love with the Big Apple. Sure, it wasn’t my first visit, but it was certainly the best.
What brought me to New York, you ask? Well, it’s none of your business. Just kidding, I will tell you. I was in NY to see a man by the name of Pee-Wee. That’s right, I saw Pee-Wee on Broadway! Whadda show, man. What a show. He’s still got it. During one particularly sensitive scene, Pee-Wee slow dances with Chairy. I don’t need to tell you, there was nary a dry eye in the house.
Little did I know the city has a lot more to offer than Pee-Wee and a shoe shine ( I didn’t care for it). Here’s some other junk I saw and/or did.
UCB Theater. Jim Gaffigan totally killed it.
Keith And The Girl Bingo. Thanks for not letting me win, guys.
Colored tights everywhere. Keep it up, ladies.
Flagrant disregards to trademarks and copyright holders. Madagascar, Chicken Little, Mr. Incredible and King Kong together at last. Bootlegs like this were pretty common place.
KidRobot, Brooklyn Industries, Fette Sau, Desert Island Comics and Barcade. New York has invented a lot of ways of extracting cash from the likes of me. Holy shit, it costs a lot to be there, but it’s only money. I’ll make more.
Goodbye, New York! I shant forget thee-
Oh, and let me give special thanks to my good friends Balz & Carol for putting us up and being such gracious hosts. I miss you a lot, already.
More crap coming soon, etc, etc.
So, this is how the magic happens, how the fudge is made, how the, uh,um. I guess I am all out of analogies now. Here’s another super-secret sneak preview of the STILL untitled 7th issue of Rashy Rabbit. I am almost done with the thumbnailing process. I guess I have to start writing a script. I am thinking of just blowing these up, printing it as blue line art and inking directly on the bastards. That’d save me the process of tracing in pencil. I really need to speed this crap up. I got many Rashy tales to tell and not much time. Y’see, I am dying. Not really. Well, one day I will.
Shhh. Don’t tell anyone. Here is a super secret sneak peek of what’s happening to your pal and mine, Rashy Rabbit in his still-untitled 7th issue.
I am about halfway through the thumbnailing stage which just means that I have to write the script, blow up the thumbnails, trace the thumbnails in blue non repro pencil, ink them, scan the pages and then print the comic. *sigh* Why do I bother?
Anyway, I am surprised it’s taken me this long to draw a comics with a character lost at sea.
Well, dudes. This might be it for the sketchbook. For tomorrow, I might die. Well, maybe. You never know.
I wonder if I would sell more comics if I were dead?