An Attempt at Technicolor

Here's the second page of Harijan in my attempt to color. I might have a colorist working on this right now, but I need to see some of the pages before I can determine whether or not they'll work out.

The Sandman Cometh

Inspired by a fellow artist's version of The Sandman, I decided to work up one of my own. I went with Neil Gaiman's version of The Sandman as that was one of the books that really inspired me to strive for good storytelling in my comics and not just rely on action.

On to Brighter Things - or - More Old Stuff

Warning, some nudity below as these are some Life Drawing pieces. Really want to get back into taking some classes whenever I get the time, which will be never. :)

Fighting the Beast

At times, talking to people about my depression is such a trivial matter. The main problem is that there's no "real cause" for it. I've got a great job, a wonderful wife, 2 beautiful and funny girls. I've got an incredible support group of friends and family. But the Beast still sits there. Waiting to chew me up whenever it feels like it.

There doesn't have to be a trigger. I'm taking medication and I've seen a counselor. I'm well aware of how illogical it is to think of myself any less of a human being. But the Beast doesn't care about logic. That's one of the reasons people have issues with depression. Rational and logical approaches don't matter. It doesn't care.

I perfectly understand how it affects others around me. I understood before all the pharmaceutical ads told me it did. I don't like talking about it because I don't want it to feel like I'm fishing for compliments but at the same time, if you ignore it, it grows and festers inside you like a cancer.

So, I deal with it. I deal with it wit hthe help of my family and friends and a some Prozac and some counseling. I try and address it as rationally as I can and use every weapon at my disposal to keep it at bay. But sometimes, sometimes, the Beast just doesn't give a fuck what you try and do.

Bridging Generations

Here is my daughter's contribution to my web comic, The Precarious Adventures of Newton Von Brisby. The largehand in the center is actually a hand tree from a poster in my office. There is a rather large daddy long leg and New is plying up into the air to battle his nemisis who is surrounded by a dark force field. This is my first piece of fan art. I think I will actually include it in a print collection of the series if we ever get around to collecting it.

I'm very proud of her work, as any father should be, and plan on ecouraging her to write her own stories and draw her own pictures to expand that sponge-like 6 yr old brain.

Dusting off the archives part duex

To prove to folks that I am not only a comic book artist, I present to you some paintings that I've done over the years. Most of these I did with the help of my girls as they helped me brush in the backgrounds or use their handprints. It makes the experience that much more incredible with their jpy involved, even though I do tend to be a bit controlling at times.

I don't know where you would classify my art. I don't really want it to be classified as a matter of fact.

I've done more paintings that I'll eventually get imaged and uploaded but these are the acryllics I have digitally archived at this time. More to come.

Dusting off the Archives

I figured I'd try a change of place here on the ol' Blog for a while and revisit some of my older work. Some things from college, some things from doodle pads, some stuff from late night coffee and cigarette binges at Denny's. So here's my first contribution, 4 pieces of art from an Applied Art Class I took at Kendall College of Art and Design. Think they are mostly Tombo Pen with colored pencils for highlight and texture.