Episode 04
August 29, 2013
Episode 03
August 28, 2013
Episode 02
August 27, 2013
Episode 01
August 26, 2013
It’s time that we, as a society, finally have an open discussion about a medical condition so often ignored. One that cripples millions, and tears apart so many lives. There may be no cure, but often acknowledgement of an ailment is the first step to acceptance, and perhaps the chance to live a full life.
A Faneurysm is not a pretty thing to observe, and it strikes in comic shops all across the world, but it is in America that the condition is most often seen. This week alone, thousands of fans will be crippled, but you can help. Consider providing these poor individuals the opportunity to self medicate, supporting them emotionally, and helping them cope by telling them to… get a life.
So let us tune in for the first episode of “Overreaction Theater”…
Tune in tomorrow for episode 02!
Format change—
May 11, 2013
Back from Europe- and as most people do while traveling— I have nothing to show for it. The highlight of the trip (aside from spending a load of time with my mother) was finding a “test” store for the Koh-i-noor pencil company in Prague.
So there aren’t any sketches, and I didn’t accomplish anything.
Additionally, the format of the blog will be changing now. I will no longer be posting my opinions on art, animation, or the like, anytime in the near future… if ever. Any posts I do, will just be random images. Nothing more.
I’m not a writer, as anyone familiar with proper punctuation, spelling, and/or grammar can see. I’m not a journalist, as any one doing fact checking on my blog will attest to. There are those who dissect what I’ve written, and like most who scrutinize the comics I draw, seem to spend all of their time looking for faults rather than taking any value from them that they might offer. They’ll ignore 99.9% of what is said, or shown, to clamp onto a mistake that wasn’t intended to be a major point to begin with. That in mind, this blog will be limited to the only thing I can do that’s worth half a penny. Drawing. That sums me up— as a person, as a professional, as a husband, and as a human. I don’t know anything else, and I never claimed to. My wife is a writer, so I know how much skill that profession takes. I believed, incorrectly, that I could pass along my thoughts, like a diary. Where things didn’t have to be perfect, and people who liked my work could get an understanding of my process, but I was wrong; as I usually am. Obviously, you can only use text if you plan to be perfect about it, but everyone else can b’stardize perspective, storytelling, anatomy, lighting, composition, and the 20K other things it takes to make a piece of comic art, while any criticism of their efforts is met with the “get out of jail free” card known as – it’s my style. People who don’t draw for a living can pick apart my writing, but if I were to come down on their cocktail napkin sketches, I would be “unfair” because they don’t do it for a living. Whatever, as I’ve never made a dime off my blog entries.
So, from now on, this is just a drawing “feed”. No captions, because I’m not a writer. No insights, because I’m not a teacher.
Just drawings. Enjoy the hell I call summer.