SPACE CREEP Issue#1 Preview

Hello interlopers! There have been some new people coming to the blog and, in honor of the viewers, I thought I'd display a 4 page excerpt from the first issue of my comic (the one I prattle about ad nauseum.) These are from the middle of Space Creep Issue #1, just as the primary action is reeving up. Enjoy

Addendum: If you would like to get a full, 40 page version of the comic (PDF only I fear, the paper publishing prospects are still hazy) please don't hesitate to contact me.

Tunnel Creep

Here is my day-off drawing, some linework I'll be coloring when I get a chance. It depicts two additional characters from upcoming SPACE CREEP story stuff, though they won't appear (theoretically) until quite a bit down the line. For anyone interested, the next Creep is, in point of fact, coming. It's official, it's scheduled, it's happening (it's still distant.) Blurp.

Mr. Imbricit and Lehman Wheeze

This is Mr. Huffington Imbricit and Lehman Wheeze, two characters done, amongst others, for a very brief kids oriented commission. Imbricit is a Victorian mountebank and usurer, Wheeze his faithful companion and wood stove. I do like them, maybe a children's comic is in my future...

In contemplation of Power Cats....

For better or worse here is this weeks drawing, submitted for your pleasure. It's a Power Cat. And also a Frankenstein. With a.... blaster fist?

Anyways, I drew it while listening to the new Bowie track, on infinite repeat. I swear, by the maggoty tail of Amon, David Bowie is the greatest man alive. Controversial, I know. 

Mr. Lexington

New art drop! This is some line work from a several part commission (entitled "Mr. Lexington") I'm doing for NYC's prestigious Lexington Hotel. Incidentally, it'll be the only piece of this project I'll be posting for a while, keeping most of it under wraps. It's pretty different from my other extant jobs and will turn out, if all things go according to plan, hella' bomb.

And a happy New Year

     My friends, today posterity demands I break with precedent and post a quick video file. It is from this New Years wherein, through the machinations of my dear sister (also known as the Empress of Time Square), I acquired a full access pass to the Times Square event bonanza. This is me watching Psy perform Gangam style at the dress rehearsal, perched high above hundreds of thousands of sad, piss-ridden pedestrians. Huzzah.