The way I look at this blog is like it is a live acoustic concert in a small venue. At this show, there are only close friends who took the time to show up. There isn't anything fancy, and even though most of the crowd knows all of the stories, they still show up and stay when between songs the artist tells how the song was made, or little bits of their life. There aren't any record deals on the line, and no money is being made.
That's how I feel about this blog, it's just a select few really viewing it, I've pretty much always said as much. Growing up, I don't think many people have expected much from me. At school, I worked harder than anyone, but my friends always got the accolades. I've grown accustomed to it, and maybe it's a little easier to grow when people don't expect you to do great things. For years I tried to find a way to get people to notice me, and it actually just made me more frustrated. When I stopped caring, and started doing my own thing, people actually came to me with work. But the work was never good, and the pay was rarely there. I thought in lieu of payment maybe I'd at least be getting recognition, respect, but that wasn't there either. I've learned to expect very little from this business, because it gives you little.
Of the people I meet, maybe 1 in every 50 or more is a true, genuine person. I've had a lot of horrible dealings with people who just took from me, there are few mutual friendships that I have built, and over the years some of the friendships that I have built have deteriorated as people move to the next step in the food chain. However, at this blog, I feel good, I can do what I enjoy without any expectations, and I know that the people viewing it are friends.
As a side note, I wanted to say that the kick yesterday in panel 3 was a reference to the old Orion release of Fist of the North Star. One of my favorite things when I was growing up. I don't think a lot of people (if any) caught that. Just thought I'd make it clear...
Here it is, in all it's black and white glory this time. Rick Dangerous part 4. I said there'd be characters from other things I've done, and a lot that I just make up. But this is Thousand Year Old Baby and Baby With a Scimitar!!! Click the text to see their previous appearance on the blog. 
A couple more I did today, this post will count for tomorrow's. I've gotta' focus on taxes.
Some fun that I had during the day, took a big brush, some leftover acrylic paints, and started painting.
Well, here you go, the first page with hopefully many more to come. A (hopefully) weekly webcomic for the blog. Rick Dangerous is a go. Don't expect a lot of talking, because from here on out it will pretty much just be action. To explain: Rick has been locked up for many years...why? You'll probably find out later, I'll be honest, I usually don't think too far ahead on these things.
Just having a bit of fun with this one. Tomorrow is a surprise, but I will say that it's something Craig demanded...
I really enjoyed the Jones/Immonen run on the Incredible Hulk a few years back. I don't really know what it was, but it was just great. You didn't see Hulk too often, but when you did, it was that much more frightening.
Well, just got these in the mail today, did these a while back, so it's cool to see what I did. I'm going to ship these to my art dealer Paolo soon, but I wanted to make sure and scan them in first...because I stupidly didn't scan them all before I sent them out. I thought I was under a quick deadline when I first got them, but after I sent them out early, I found out the deadline was moved back a bunch.
I put in a new nib on my pen, and put a new cartridge on my old pen nib. I tested my old one out...and it was too wide for my tastes, it'll be good for thicker lines, but I like to get really fine with certain things...so I moved to the new nib. I hesitated using it because I only had one new nib for my copic, so I'm going to have to order like 3 or 4 of the nibs. They're a part of me at this point. Lord knows I get enough ink on my ring finger for it to be in my bloodstream (Side-note: I utilize my ring finger for stabilizing the tip of the pen; I make that lazy finger work).
Happy Easter!
Lately I've been bothered by certain people. They look like they're 'dead behind the eyes'. Just staring vacantly, and when you try to talk to them, their voice lacks soul of any sort.
Betcha' thought I had forgot about today! No such luck. Though I'm tired as I can possibly be. It's been a long month, and I need some rest.
