The Pick-Up Artist

Here on popular demand.

More jarring than you'd think

RISK-y business

Eh?

Mark Trail!

Our hero, hitting the high seas-or rather SWAMPS-yet again! And literally hitting them. Well, people in them. Anyway, he's in the paper.

Here.

And per the Comics Curmudgeon's wish, I have been so moved as to recreate the front page photo of our famous conservationist.

Lap-hole

Halloween Night

Toby and I, still in our costumes.

Costume Town, USA

A graphic depiction of me and Toby's Halloween costumes.
Riveting.

Ben and Jerry's Bonanza

The Comic of Revelations

ABe!

This happened around the time School Girls and Mobile Suits was going on...Time doesn't heal all wounds...

An interview with Karen Moy

This comic was for an assignment in advanced comic seminar. I seized this opportunity to make a comic based on an interview I found online with the illustrious Karen Moy, the current writer of Mary Worth. Obviously, my obsession knows no bounds.

Gross

...Gross.

My hobbies:

I refuse to not be intrinsically linked to DBZ

Dewey Dawner, the last

And with that, we say goodbye to our beloved St. Martin's art teacher, in this, the final FULL COLOR installment. Oh Dewey, how we hardly knew ye...

Dewey Dawner

:O!
Things are heating up, so be sure to check out the final FULL COLOR installment! Don't you want your hopes and dreams to be fulfilled?

Dewey Dawner

Oh.
My.
God.
WHAT'SGONNAHAPPENNOW?!?

Dewey Dawner

I can't wait to learn "art 101"!
Let's get to it!

Dewey Dawner

DUN DUDUDUUUNNN! Wednesday edition!

Dewey Dawner 2

Things are almost about to begin considering heating up!

Dewey Dawner-hottest new thing since Mary Worth

For those of you who don't already know, I've recently become completely obsessed with soap opera comics in the newspaper, i.e. Mary Worth, Rex Morgan, Judge Parker, and Gil Thorp.
My fascination has lead me down this path. A path...of self discovery.

I now present to you, the very first installment of DEWEY DAWNER, my very own soap opera strip! Prepare yourself for slow-moving thrills and/or chills!



Be sure to keep tuning in, because I've got a strip for every day of the week, including a FULL COLOR SUNDAY STRIP!

And if you're at all interested, here are some of the comic blogs I frequent:
Mary Worth and Me
The Comics Curmudgeon
Garfield Minus Garfield
This Week in Milford

I could go on, but that should be sufficient. Enjoy!

A man, a legend

Compare and contrast these covers in 500 words or less.

Japan is tits

Good ones.
But you know what comes from Japan?
Shamisen.
You know who play shamisen AND come from Japan?
The Yoshida Brothers.
You know what that makes them?
Tits.


In a good way.

Why not me?

So, friggin' rabbits, am I right?!?1?
I want one SO BAD. I've always wanted a pet rabbit. I even seriously considered getting one over break (the cutest white and caramel colored dutch rabbit I've ever seen), but it's just not a good idea to get one now I suppose.

But...maybe one day...

Dreams.

Fun fact! Amy Sedaris is all about rabbits.

Also, I'm in love with Amy Sedaris.

Occassional comics

I feel it's worth mentioning that because my internet presence is so insatiably prodigious, I find myself in possession of not only a blog, but a livejournal site as well. Fortunately, I keep it on a short leash, and therefore have relegated it to the domain of comics. So if you feel inclined to bask in my online persona for the better part of the day (which is always advisable), my livejournal address is as follows:

http://qlady.livejournal.com

Merits

So yes, I too have a merit show on display. It's way way up on the fourth floor, by the bathrooms at the south end of the hall. (I know what you're thinking, "The fourth floor is only WAY up. Not WAY WAY up." To that I say, "if you think that then you're on the wrong floor." And you can take that to the bank)
In the process of hanging up the show, however, I realized how nice it is to have such easy access to my work. It's all right there, up on a wall where I can see it, or in a book that I can simply thumb through. It's such a nice change from fumbling through all of my Bristol board to get to something. I even find looking at it on a computer to be cumbersome, but up on a wall or all together in a book is so...simple. So I think when I get a house of my own, I'll have to hang all of my work up on the walls, not out of egotism, but out of sheer convenience.

BRAWL!

So, the Smash Bros. series have got to be some of my favorite games. I could play them until my eyes fall out of my skull, which I really hope they don't, because I CAN'T STAND THINGS HAPPENING TO PEOPLE'S EYES.
So anyway, like everyone else on the face of the earth, I was very excited for the release of Brawl, and acquired it as soon as I was able. IT'S SO FUCKIN' COOL! I can't wait to unlock everything! Sweet.
In terms of characters, I've been floating around a bit with my usage. Obviously there's something good to be had in every character, but so far some of my favorites include Pit, Kirby, Falco, Marth, Lucas, and Ike. At the moment, I think Ike is my numba' one guy, despite how cheap everyone thinks he is. He's slow. Really slow. But if you can get the timing down on his moves he's pretty terrific. Um, I guess I'm done being nerdy. I guess.

BW3

So last night, Max, Zach, Vicky and I decided to fulfill our life-long dream of eating buffalo wings, so we took a quick 40 minute jaunt to way the hell north Minneapolis where the legendary "Buffalo Wild Wings" was situated (it took 40 minutes because we kept getting the directions wrong). And what were we to find aside from our coveted buffalo meat? A horrifying and cavernous sports bar where all of the cars were double parked and everyone wore a letterman's jacket. We had arrived.
To our dismay, there was a two hour wait for a table because there was a UFC fight on that night and the place was packed. For those of you who are unaware, UFC is basically a mixed martial arts tournament, often called "Pride fighting," and it can commonly be viewed on Spike TV. But I digress.
Instead of waiting two hours for a table, wading through a sea of people and suffering under the ever-oppressive din of big screen TVs and sports commentary, we decided to get it to go. While waiting for our wings, we amused ourselves with the photo wall behind us. It was a wall covered in polaroids of people who had attempted to eat a basket of "Blazin' Buffalo Wings" in under 58 seconds (the current record). The contenders had written their name on their pictures, but sometimes they would include something inspirational--like the famous line "Get her done," a phrase coined by Larry the Cable Guy. I'm sad to say that this phrase appeared more than once.
When our food was ready we hightailed it out of there and made it back to MCAD, where we proceeded to eat and watch some Daria. Our foray into this unknown and mystical land will not be forgotten. Our memories will continue to be filled with its whimsy and wonder.

Also, the wings were pretty good.

Yowza

I really want to do something different with my comics. I'm becoming more and more intrigued by the prospect of using alternate mediums. I've been looking at this comic artist David Mack's work for the past couple of days. He does a comic called Kabuki that is pretty much unlike any other comic I've seen before.
There's collage and painting out the ying-yang (ring) in there. And it's not just the use of medium either, but also the arrangement of all of the information and a whole host of other reasons that makes it seem so innovative. I don't know if I could have ever thought of that stuff on my own. I want to be good enough to do this kind of shit. I've recently been feeling as though my work's too run-of-the-mill or average. I guess I feel like it's too "in the box." I want to make something new and different but I just have no clue as to how to go about doing it. I suppose I just have to give it a shot.

Also, I just read Jeffrey Brown's "Be a Man" comic--a parody of his earlier work "Clumsy"--and it's rather terrific. T'would be in thine best interest to checkith him out.

Two words: Blood Geyser

This Saturday I was...fortunate..? Enough to see Matthew McConaughey's newest "romcom". And boy, the Fool's Gold I saw. In order to justify being in the theater at the time, I decided to keep track of several important categories. The stats break down as follows:

People getting hit with things/collisions: 23

*Direct references to sex: 10

Number of times Matthew McConaughey wore a shirt: 10

Number of times Matthew McConaughey was shirtless: 9

*I feel this statistic requires some explaining. By "Direct references to sex" I mainly mean references to Matthew McConaughey's character being good in bed, prostitutes, and blatant sexual inuendos (i.e. a sword landing right in front of a girl's crotch). Well, I think I've mined MY share of gold. FOOL'S gold that is. Specifically.

"Ain't no fool but a gold fool."


P.S. There's a blood geyser in Fool's Gold.

Almond Joy Tragedy

Also, I really wanted a Twix Bar, but there were two Almond Joy bars in front of it in the vending machine. Who eats Almond Joy?

P.S.- Sorry if you eat Almond Joy.

Comics and other comics

I had some free time at the beginning of class, so I ended up looking at Hope Larsen and Bryan Lee O'Malley's websites. Their stuff is pretty much Ah-maize-ing. But better, because it has nothing to do with corn. Throw some D's on it!

Hope Larsen
Bryan Lee O'Malley

I highly recommend you read "Monica Beetle" and "Baby Food" On Bryan's site. And anything on Hope's is pretty terrific. Cutest couple award!!

I apologize for Denver

So today I was involved in a fevered discussion pertaining to the matter of ridiculous local commercials. When this topic came up I couldn't help but unleash the horror that is the "Anti-Gym" commercial. I have no idea why anyone would ever think this is a wise advertising solution.





WHY??

Blog-a-login'

2 am, reading everyone's blogs, feeling as though I ought to actually post something.

A nice work day today. I finally started the pencils for my Comic 3 assignment. Working title: "The Legend of Joey Batini." It's about a kid in 1950s Brooklyn who gets beat up and has his bike stolen by a bully. He eventually steals it back from the bully's house, only to be arrested for breaking and entering. It's going to be six pages. Today I probably did about two pages worth of pencils.
It's weird. Lately I just don't really care about my assignments very much. Maybe I got burnt out on it or something. I don't know. Oh well. Hopefully I can bring myself to care about the final project for Comic 3. It's supposed to be a 14 page original story. I really want to come up with something good.
In other news, I got a bitchin' coat from my grandma the other day. It's super long and I can zip up around my face and look ridiculous. I can't wait for it to be cold enough to justify doing that. SWISH!

um, the end?