| Tentacle Cast! |
[16 Jul 2009|04:30pm] |
Hey dudes, I just finished up drawing all over Allan Miller's cast!
( Mo'pictures )
Whatta champ! Almost makes it worthwhile gettin' yer hand all busted up, huh?
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| Family Man update! |
[14 Jul 2009|11:24pm] |
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Well, I could’ve sworn up and down that I was going to miss Wednesday again, but apparently the update elves were on my side this time.
Does everybody remember the wolf statues all over town? No? That’s okay, it was two years (and 76 pages) ago.
There’s something very spiritual about putting together a wordless page; they’re one of the reasons why I enjoy telling stories through comics (beyond the fact that I get to write and draw).
Next week, if I don’t get too bogged down in rent-paying endeavors: more silence! So much silence! Enough to fill a whole medieval town after dark…
Prints and such at the Store!
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| Revolutionary Hotties! Now on sale! |
[13 Jul 2009|10:41pm] |
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Happy Bastille Day, gang!
Celebrate by swinging by the store and purchasing your very own sluttypants lineup of revolutionaries!
Or you could organize a mob and storm a prison containing only a half dozen rather well-treated white collar criminals and a couple of psychotics and aristocratic perverts. Hey, if you do anything as productive as writing the Declaration of the Rights of Man afterwards, we’ll call it a win.
One of my favorite forgotten underlying causes of the French Revolution; financial stress caused by the military expense of saving our punk little revolutionary butts over here in America. Yes, without the support of poor King Louis XVI, we Yanks would be spelling ‘honor’ with a u and paying for things with currency depicting the Queen’s corgis instead of mystical freedom pyramids.
So, my fellow Americans, any time some bellicose fellow says something rash about the French in your presence, gently remind him that France took it in the teeth for us back in 1776, which in turn sparked off the upheaval of the revolution, which eventually gave rise to European nationalism, from whence came those pesky World Wars. Then prepare to run, very quickly.
In the meantime, raise a glass, tear open a baguette, and buy a print, mordi!
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| Revolutionary Hotties are Here For You |
[13 Jul 2009|08:00am] |
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I spent most of my working time this weekend putting together the Family Man website move/redesign. With the assistance of Mr. Tyler Martin it will hopefully come out looking very classy and atmospheric! And all in one place, so you’re not obliged to scoot around addresses to read the blessed thing.
BUT all work and no play makes Dylan a cranky girl, so I finally let myself color what I called the Revolutionary Hotties print.
Here’s the current draft of the near-finished project (click it for full-size):
Yes. I went there. It’ll be on sale starting sometime this week in the store, to commemorate Bastille Day and the brave, idealistic, occasionally evil, but always charismatic men who gave their heads for the Revolution. I salute them! And their cute little butts.
I know you want some 18th century man-meat on your wall. You so do. ADMIT IT.
I haven’t quite settled on the dimensions – 8 x 16? Meredith has warned me that I will rue the day I try to ship anything longer than 12 inches on a side, but dammit I never claimed to be smart, and I kind of adore poster tubes. What say you, internet.
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| Family Man update! |
[09 Jul 2009|04:07pm] |
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Better late than never! Here’s this week’s page of Family Man: relative calm as compared to the frenzy of new information that’s appeared over the last few updates. Still plenty of mystery, though. As always.
Also of note with this update – I’ve switched over my online store services to Shopify, and have added some items, including the first ever piece of Family Man merchandise.
I’ve developed a great relationship with a local printer, who does wonderfully faithful giclee (high-end digital inkjet) art prints – they’ve done such a great job with prints from the Lady Parts show that my only problem has been keeping them in stock.
So I’ve decided to start offering an experimental print-on-demand service for all the pages of Family Man to date.
If there’s a page you’ve really enjoyed and would like to have in a frame-ready physical form at the original size I drew it – 9×12 (or bigger, for that famous library page!), you can now buy it from me, and I will run over to the printer and ask him to please calibrate and print it just for you.
I’m starting things off at the low-low price of $25 per page (on archival paper, $40 on fancy watercolor paper). It’s safe to say the price probably won’t drop anytime soon, so here’s your chance to get in on this before I decide it’s a big ole hassle!
Oh yeah, also, those chicken stickers are still at the store. Never gonna stop pushing these. I love them so.
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| Late update, new store |
[08 Jul 2009|10:52am] |
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This week’s page of Family Man will go up on Friday! Paying work intervenes. But, in the meantime, I have a new store online!
Now you can purchase glorious chicken stickers, or custom-order prints of Family Man pages, and I can actually have a back-end order and fulfillment system which means no marking up spreadsheets with highlighters and crying myself to sleep at night because your order is inexcusably late and probably you hate me now*!
Everybody wins.
(*If you are Abigail Ravn or Caitlin Starling, send me a line – your orders didn’t make it through the mail.)
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| Stooooore Updated! |
[07 Jul 2009|02:39pm] |
Okay, so I fucked up my neck really badly and couldn't draw today's update. But! I do have something to show...
I fiiiiinally got my store updated with a buncha new stuff!
( Book, Poster and Prints )
Best of all, every order between today and July 14th gets a free sticker pack (or you can order just the stickers by themselves, too)
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| Monday Morning Poem: Catching Up |
[06 Jul 2009|10:40am] |
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We sit on a rock
to allow our souls
to catch up with us.
We have been traveling
a long time.
Behind us are forests of books
with pages green as leaves.
A blood sun stares
over the horizon.
Our souls are slow.
They walk miles behind
our long shadows.
They do not dance.
They need all their strength
merely to follow us.
Sometimes we run too fast
or trip climbing
the rotten rungs
in fame’s ladder.
Our souls know
it leads nowhere.
They are not afraid
of losing us.
Erica Jong
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