I’m not a good swimmer, but I’m an accomplished drowner.
THE DOUG WRIGHT AWARDS
This is a series of comics I did in 2011 for tcj.com, the Comics Journal’s online arm. I went to Canada for TCAF, attended the Wright Awards, and then made 15 little comics about it, which were originally published in groups of three every day [...]
POKEMON BATTLE ROYALE!
Do you know about the Pokemon Battle Royale show? If you aren’t into Pokemon you might not care, unless you’re into super amazing artists like Sam Bosma, Kali Ciesemier, Mare Odomo, Niv Bavarsky, Gemma Correll, Meg Hunt, etc etc. etc. Oh! And me! And my [...]
DIARY :: February 21, 2012 :: Weathermen
My neighbor is the best–he’s also my landlord. There is a special place in my heart for anyone who doesn’t want to argue, regardless of whether they agree with me or not.
DIARY :: December 31, 2011 :: Terminal Dreams, 2 of 2
I’m surely not the only person who feels his brain is his greatest asset and enemy at the same time.
DIARY :: December 31, 2011 :: Terminal Dreams, 1 of 2
Teeth falling out dreams is one thing, but teeth shooting out dreams is just too much. Come on, brain!
TALES OF COMMERCE!
Before you ask, the one Annie is giving the other a footrub–hopefully this worked better in print, but here it’s a little teeny to tell. This was an ad for the just-completed Brooklyn Comics + Graphics Festival program book, where Koyama Press debuted (as you [...]
DIARY :: September 12, 2011 :: Train In Vain
I really just cruised right through that intersection. Like a dummy. Fortunately there were no a) cops watching, and b) cars broadsiding us at high speed.
DIARY :: September 11, 2011 :: Least Intimidating Job Ever
I can’t remember the exact rules of Mike Mitchell‘s drawing game, but they don’t matter that much. The short version is “get a bunch of awesome people together and then try to draw old stuff you don’t remember as well as you think.” Olly Moss [...]
DIARY :: September 11, 2011 :: Dharbie Stressbucks
Eric Feurstein is the best guy! If you don’t know him already, he’s behind a lot of great comics, including his current one, Rutabaga. He’s also one of my desert-island Twitter follows; meaning, if I were stranded on a desert island with a smartphone and [...]
DIARY :: September 11, 2011 :: The Magic Sandwich
Perhaps if we could get the cantankerous leaders of the world together, a little hungover, and have them split a big sandwich with a bunch of greasy cold cuts on it while standing around some half-empty comic boxes… at last there would be peace.
DIARY :: September 10, 2011 :: Dharb Knotts
I am slowly, slowly getting better at conversations over time, but mainly by avoiding them. I had enjoyed a goodly number of drink tickets downstairs after the Ignatz, so I hope Ted May and Jesse Fuchs will forgive me for mistaking one for the other. [...]
DIARY :: September 10, 2011 :: Bricks Were Thrown
Although they didn’t get used, thanks to my brother-from-another-mother Jason Michel, who helped me edit up a bunch of 10-15 second music cues for each presenter. By “helped me”, I mean “he did everything while I drank a couple beers and played with his daughter.” [...]
DIARY :: September 10, 2011 :: A Word About Dylan Williams
The thing that any creative community needs most of all is people putting their money, attention, and energy where their mouth is. I’m glad that Dylan Williams wasn’t the only person doing that, but I wish there were more of him, and I’m sad that [...]
DIARY :: September 10, 2011 :: The Problem With Propriety
I’ll say more about Dylan Williams in the next strip in this series. It sounds weird, but whenever I think about Dylan and his death and the many remembrances, the thing that stays with me is the sight of Tom Neely‘s face before the Ignatz [...]
DIARY :: September 10, 2011 :: A Word About John Martz
John Martz really is the best. As soon as I inked this, last night while half asleep, I realized that the way it’s written makes it seem a little ironic, which it’s not. He’s really great. His influence on me as a cartoonist is hard [...]
DIARY :: June 10, 2011 :: Glow Blood Sugar
There’s a guy, whose name I have forgotten, and who looks nothing like the guy I drew, who has bought originals from me the last 3 SPX‘s, first thing on Saturday morning. It is THE BEST feeling, and that guy is the best guy. My [...]
DIARY :: September 9, 2011 :: I *Get* These Brits
I think somebody brought up Black Adder, which stars Rowan Atkinson. I only last week watched my first-ever episode of Black Adder, but I used to love some Mr Bean. Which I gather is a very American thing to do. Rewatching them lately on Netflix, [...]
DIARY :: September 9, 2011 :: SPX, Yoiks And Away!
Driving’s good for stress, unless it’s just unfocused-type stress. Letting your brain work on problems in the background while you concentrate on not missing an exit or careening into the back of a dump truck, well it’s nice. It doesn’t hurt to have good company [...]
CENTAURBIN COMICS
Torn from the Twitter headlines! I know this makes no sense, I know. But minutes after I posted this blog post about drawing in themed sketchbooks at shows (and how I’m such a rude crabapple sometimes), the amazing Sam Bosma posted this amazing image on [...]
DIARY :: September 3, 2011 :: Rhapsody In Nude
I would have backed out at the last minute if it had not been a gift from Kate. There was a dude in the waiting room who couldn’t handle that they’d given him a male masseur and wanted to reschedule. “This is not the place [...]
DIARY :: August 21, 2011 :: Kids Say The Darnedest Thigs
Man, Lucy is pretty cute. I shoulda known she wasn’t sad from the movie–she’d seen it fifty billion times already, but it was my first time, and I’m a sucker for the sad parts of movies. Don’t worry everybody, I gave her a popsicle, problem [...]
FANTASTIC FOUR #9, PAGE 6 HOMAGE
In case you’re worried that my joke-writing abilities have atrophied even further, or that I’m throwing my hat in the ring for who owns the Fantastic Four copyright, this was a commission for the Fantastic Four 9 project, run by Mr. Jason Young. I was [...]
