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Hello,

Here's a Kitty Pryde drawing I finished this morning.
More Wolverine penis to express my continuing outrage at marvels addiction to shadow crotch.
I should make t shirts about it.

It's for the KP themed art show that Floating world is putting on in Portland starting may 7th. It should be a cool show. I won't be there. I think it's like 6 months until my Immagration ish is cool and I can travel like a free man again.

I've been drawing lots of and reading lots of CAMIX. It's a big change up for me.
SO last time I wrote on here Kiel West suggested that I read Naoki Urasawa's Pluto
on onemanga.com. I read that so far and now I'm 140 something chapters into Urasawa's
20th Century boys:

DUDE! I'm so Impressed by this stuff.
Michael Kaluta once said that Moebius was the kind of artist who taught you how to draw
just by looking at his stuff, I think Urasawa is like that with storytelling.

My main problem with long form manga is always been how it feels like they're trying to
string you along for as long as possible. This stuff is Massive but it's good enough where it doesn't have to drag anything out --it's all good. Each chapter is entertaining by itself. Which is always the goal from my side of the paper.
I know half the comic reading worlds already on this and I'm just slow to catch the boat
but DUDE.

I need to get these on paper now.

The other stuff I'm reading this week:

Miss Don't tough me is good stuff. One thing that really struck me about it was how likeable in just a couple pages the main girls older sister is--who dies starting the main story--
One thing that always hits me in stuff that I think is bad writing is a lack of work to make
you like the characters. I just watched some of the lady death cartoon and was disapointed. I don't know what I was expecting.  Did you guys know that lady death is swiss?

And Conan is Cimerian-- I'm sure I've said this before but It's a rare creator that can get a conan right. I have strong feelings. Roy Thomas is the best at it. Big John Buscema don't hurt none either.

Also also, My pal Justin "moritat" Norman or Vodka and Elephanmen fame came to town and brought me the new Moebius book.

It's pretty cool to see some new Major Grubert and the whole thing feels like it's
printed on water color paper. Thick as theves.
One thing that struck me about this book was how much the dates at the bottom of each page jump around from like 98--to 08 .

This one's interesting.

He drew the middle part of the page in 03 (dated at the bottom right of the floating head thing) and then the rest of the page is dated 07.

Another thing I've been all about this week is this interview with KRS-One's younger brother
about the time KRS ran up on PM Dawn.
http://www.unkut.com/2006/09/the-kenny-parker-show-part-1/
I guess the who thing started when PMD was quoted in a magazine questioning what KRS was a teacher of. And after the whole deal hapened and everyone was pissed at KRS he was asked about it "I answered his question. 'A teacher of what?' I'm a teacher of respect."

I love that shit.

I spent a couple days at Stokoe and Marley's new place with fancy heated floors watching that fine film The dangerous lives of alter boys and as many Illuminati, 911 conspiricy, the govornment is lizard men, the moon is holllow and the landing on it was fake crazy documentrys as we could find. I'm like a crzy addict now.
At some point James made this Twitter contract.


Also Mr Barnaby ward drew me this cool picture of Sexica and the cat.
in trade I'm going to make a one page comic for his 16 miles to merricks book.

That man draws a pretty lady and makes good comics.
you can read his book here:
http://www.somefield.com/merricks_online/

And speaking of all those things, here's an unused Elephanmen cover sketch that my sweet Marian
drew awhile back.

She's like a week away from done on her 3rd Elephanmen issue.
Her first one comes out in april. Mr Richard Starkings was nice enough to make her a font based off her hand writing. So now she can letter her Beast book with it too.

My stuff is going good. Here's a shot of some newish 2 page spread from my werewolf epic
while I'm messing with it in photoshop.


The next couple of weeks should be great. Me and Marian are moving into our new place on the 1st and it looks like next week I'll have some good comic book news to report.

Here's some random crap out of my schetchbook.


Oh and here's a short story my mom just wrote that I really enjoyed.
My mama writes science fiction ya knaw




Grandpa and the Dragonsnail

 

Billy snuggled under the covers, and his mother tucked them under his chin. Did you say your prayers?

Yes, he mumbled. Would you shut my window?

Shut the window? His mother glanced at the window open on the broad lawn fading into darkness, lit only by the faint gleam of the porchlight. Youll boil in here, its going to be a hot night.

No, Ill be fine. He could feel the fear starting to creep up his spine, the cold starting to clutch at his stomach. He grasped the blanket tightly and tried to steady his voice. Please, Mom. I dont like it open.

Fine. She pushed the window down, came and tousled his hair, and went to the door Good night, honey. Sweet dreams.

Gnight. He waited until the door was shut, then scrambled from the bed, pushed the window sash down hard, and jerked the lock shut. Then he bounced back into bed and buried his head under the covers.

Sweet dreams, he thought. That would be nice. Lately, hed been having nightmares that he didnt dare explain to anyone. They would think he was crazy. Dreams about a dark deep swampy place, oozy and smelly, thick with greenish slime, and crawling out onto grass, prickly green. He kept going, though, because he could see a house in the distance, and in the house was something tasty. Something tender and delicious, pungent with terror and innocence. And somehow he knew the something was himself.

He closed his eyes. The window was locked, he told himself. He was safe. Nothing could get in. But the squelching, hungry creature drew closer each night, then faded into obscurity in the dawn. Closer, across the lawn.

 

Grandpa, have you ever heard of a thing that eats, well, kids? That lives in the woods, maybe?

He was leaning on his grandpas chair, watching him whittle a bear out of a piece of pine. Grandpas hand shook a little, but his eye was accurate and he could carve creatures that looked almost alive. And he knew more about the wilderness than anyone Billy had ever met.

You talking about bears, Billy?

Not bears. Something that no ones heard of . . Something different. It might live in the water.

How about crocodiles? But of course theres no crocs around these parts.

Not crocs either.

Whered you hear about this critter, Billy? His grandpa fixed him with a mild blue eye.

Oh, no place. Kids at school were just talking about stuff. One of em said he dreamed about a hungry thing that kind of scooted on the grass. I just wondered if it was real.

Well, said Grandpa, you never know, of course. And there is that lake over yonder, that the old factory used to drain waste into. Heaven only knows what kinds of chemicals they tossed in. Could be six-legged fish and glow-in-the-dark salamanders for all we know.

Really? Billy felt a familiar shiver. So there could be something. . .

Grandpa looked at him. Kiddo, have you seen anything like that?

Uh, no Billy looked down at his sneakers. But I had a dream too . . .

What kind of dream?

Billy knew his grandpa wouldnt laugh at him, or brush it off, or make an appointment with the doctor to talk it over, which was most likely what his parents would do I have it every night. Its this slimy thing, and it gets closer and closer to the house, and it can see my window. Its . . .hungry. He looked anxiously at Grandpa.

Grandpa nodded seriously. Have it last night?

Yes.

How close did it get?

Im not sure -- its got a ways to go, cause it moves so slow. But -- he squinted across the lawn Maybe as far as that big oak there.

Okay, said Grandpa Ill keep an eye peeled.

But your rooms on the other side of the house, Billy said.

Yes, but I dont have to sleep in it. Grandpa winked at him. Maybe we should keep this under our hats for now. Your mom can be nervous at times.

 

That night after his mother tucked him in, Billy sneaked out of bed to the window and saw the dark bulk of his grandpa sitting in his chair on the edge of the porch, moonlight gleaming on the barrel of the weapon across his lap. Wow, Billy whispered to himself. He really believes me.

The next morning when he went outside, he saw Grandpa stumping around in the grass over by the edge of the woods, peering at the ground. He went over and joined him. Do you see anything? he whispered.

Not too sure, said Grandpa, squinting. Squirrels, raccoons, the usual suspects. Pretty busy place after dark. But look there. He pointed at a silvery track in the dew, nearly two feet wide. Now what would make that, do you think?

Billy swallowed. Uh, maybe its a tree shadow?

Never saw a shadow that color. Grandpa stared at it awhile longer.

Maybe we should tell dad, said Billy, glancing toward the house.

Well, now, maybe not too fast, said Grandpa.. Your dad already thinks I mightve mislaid a screw somewhere. We dont want to give him any ammunition.

Okay, Billy said. But what can we do?

Gotta give that some thought. But I suspect its time for breakfast.

 

He was supposed to be taking a nap, but he could hear his parents in the next room. Hes worrying me, said Mother. Sitting out on the porch most of the night, cradling that rifle of his. What if he decides to start shooting?

His dads voice sounded tired. You heard what Dr Felig said. It starts with forgetfulness, then gets worse -- odd quirks, non sequitors. Paranoia.

He wouldnt tell me what hes watching for. But theres another thing. Her voice sank. The beers disappearing.

What do you mean>? asked Dad.

It was one or two out of a six-pack before. In the last few days, its been 3 or 4 at a time. But I never smell it on his breath.

Hes too smart for that. Probably gargling with mouthwash.

Its not funny, Matt. His mom sounded worried.

Try not to worry, baby. His dad kissed her. Well just keep an eye on things. If he gets so he cant take care of himself, theres always Sunnycrest.

But you know he hates the idea of that.

You gotta do what you gotta do, said his dad.

 

Grandpa hunched over the computer screen, gazing intently

Whatre you looking up? asked Billy.

Snails, said Grandpa. You know theres a kind of large slug or snail thats native to these parts? Scarcely ever seen especially in the last several years. But it can grow up to 5 or 6 inches long.

Thats not scary, scoffed Billy. I could just step on that.

True, said Grandpa. But what if one of those got a whiff of those chemicals they been dumping into the lake, and got itself all confused about how big to grow? It could grow into a king snail, a dragonsnail. What if being bigger than normal, it decided it needed something more nutritious than little bugs to eat? And what if its brain power grew too, so it could send and receive waves, or thoughts, or something. So it could tell where to go. . . Just a thought, he said, looking at Billy.

Billy shivered. That is scary.

So if you hear me scuffling around at night, dont give it a thought, he said. Ive got a plan.

Can I help? asked Billy.

Not just yet.

 

That night the dream seemed stronger yet, if possible. Darkness, hunger driving him, ignoring the prickly scratching under his belly as he humped his way along, oozing and sliding closer to his goal. Closer to the helpless, juicy prey waiting behind the thin pane of glass. It knew there would be cracks to slide through. There was always a way through. It was very old, older than anyone guessed. It only awakened after long years, but when it did it was very hungry.

 

We were thinking of taking a little drive, said Mother to Grandpa. Over to Sunnycrest, to take a look around. Wed like you to come along.

Thatd be fine, said Grandpa, with a sideways look at Billy. But Id feel bad leaving Billy alone by himself.

Marsha will be coming over, said Mother. Hell be fine.

Billy felt a shock of panic. Marsha never did anything but watch TV, talk on the phone and sleep. He could be attacked by a mob of zombies in his room and she wouldnt even notice.

Im sure, said Grandpa. But actually today my sciatica is acting up something awful. Afraid Ill have to take a rain check; I can hardly walk. But you two go ahead and have a good time. Maybe I could go along next week.

Well . . . Mother began.

Thats fine, said Dad heartily, Well just be gone a short while then. You two can hold down the fort.

Sure thing, said Grandpa.

As soon as the blue ford had driven out of the drive, Grandpa turned to Billy.

Come on. Nows the time. Ill get the wheelbarrow, you get the shovel.

But what about your sciatica? asked Billy.

Well, said Grandpa with a hand on his back, sometimes you just have to get to work anyway.

Billy started digging at the spot Grandpa showed him, while Grandpa hauled a barrow load full of beer cans and bottles out to the site. It was under the shade of the big oak tree, a little to the right of it.
After awhile Grandpa took over and dug the rest of the hole. It was big enough for Billy to lie down in, if he had wanted to, which he didn
t.

Grandpa put a sheet of plastic in and weighed it down with rocks. Then he started pouring in the beer. Here, he said, handing a bottle to Billy. We need to get done before they come back. If they see this theyll probably call the paddy wagon tonight.

It was nearly dark when they finished. The car lights came down the road as Grandpa trundled the wheelbarrow back and shoved it into the shed, pulling the door shut on it.

Now, he said, just go to sleep as usual. But if anything bothers you, you know you can come wake me up.

 

His mother stormed into the living room. Dinner was over, and his father was reading the paper, Grandpa and Billy playing a quick game of checkers before bed. But from mothers face, her lips tight and eyes grim, Billy knew the game had come to an end.

How could you, Father? she said. I thought you were doing so well. You swore you had quit drinking. Now this!

What is it, Jeanie? asked his father.

Hes finished all the beer. Every single bottle that I bought for the party. I cant believe it!

Sorry, said Grandpa.

Its not just . . . Not just you. Its Billy. Its a terrible example to set, and you may be putting him in danger. Its just not -- we cant tolerate this. You wont be able to live with us, Im sorry, dad.

Grandpa didnt say much. He gave Billy a serious look, which Billy took to mean keep quiet, so he did. But he didnt like it.

 

Mother seemed distracted as she tucked him in that night.

Dont worry, Mom, he tried to comfort her. Grandpas all right, really.

I know you love him, dear, she said with a strained smile. But he needs his own place to live, where he can be taken care of.

He can take care of himself, said Billy. And me too.

She patted him on the shoulder. Go to sleep, sweetheart. Tomorrows another day.

 

Closer this night than ever before. Closer and hungrier. Billy lay trembling in his bed, trying to remember to breathe. Then he realized, he wasnt sure hed locked the window. Try as he might, he couldnt remember if he had tonight, or if he was remembering the night before. In the dead of night, he slid a cold foot out of bed, then the other. He crossed the floor to the window, a square of black night. It wasnt locked. He slid the lock shut quickly, breathing hard. Then he paused.

A sensation of ravenous starvation filled his mind, a sense of glee, a feeling of evil . . .then it was infiltrated by another sense, an odor of something pungent, deliciously sour. It was overwhelming . .then there was nothing.

Billy shook his head, stood by the window. Nothing. He went back to bed.

 

His mother was sweeping the kitchen floor when he went out in the morning. Eat your breakfast, she said. Your father and I are taking Grandpa for a ride, but Marsha will come over.

She glanced out of the window. Now whats he doing, she sighed in frustration. I asked him to come in and eat. She went to the porch door. Father! I guess Ill have to go bring him in.
She set off across the lawn. Billy climbed onto his chair and began on his rice krispies. He gave her about three minutes to cross the lawn, then . . .

She screamed louder than hed thought she could. He slid down from the chair and ran outside. He got within ten feet of the pool theyd dug before she caught him and pulled him back to the house. But hed caught a glimpse of it first: a greenish gray, lumpish thing, immobile snout down in the beer, with a serrated back . . .like nothing hed seen in any book.

Grandpa was just shaking his head. But he had a funny smile around his mouth too.

Does this mean you wont make Grandpa go away? Billy asked.

Oh Billy, His mother just hugged him. That looked like a good sign.




 


 

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Comments
bonjournasty From: bonjournasty Date: March 23rd, 2009 07:23 am (UTC) (Link)
Just as I was feeling uninspired, a Brandon Graham post appears! Your comic talk, comic art, and showcasing of others' is always engaging and makes me want to go draw something! You're also one of those people that makes me want to draw ladies even more. I saw that Barnaby Sexica earlier today, and I have renewed my vow to draw a good Sexica.

Determination!!
royalboiler From: royalboiler Date: March 25th, 2009 05:51 am (UTC) (Link)
I'm so hyped to see your take on sexica.
And I'm glad you like the dumb LJery.
ability_normal From: ability_normal Date: March 23rd, 2009 07:52 am (UTC) (Link)
I read through all of Pluto that is currently out a few weeks back and decided to give Monster a try since I had only heard good things about it. Read the whole deal start to finish this weekend and it is really something amazing. Thought it was going to be generic monster stuff, and it turned out to be a mix of The Fugitive and Hitler. Wild stuff.

Urasawa really might be the most gifted storyteller in comics right now. At least from a structural standpoint. I also am really envious of how he never seems to suffer from Sameface Syndrome. Every one of his characters looks distinct and recognizable at any point in his stories.

Also I dig the wee little Moon knight down in the corner of your Kitty pic.
royalboiler From: royalboiler Date: March 25th, 2009 06:04 am (UTC) (Link)
I'll be interested to get into monster.
I'm with you on Urasawa being definatly one of the best structural storytellers in comics.

YOu mentioning the sameface syndrom made me intersted to see what Urasawa looks like --snce so many artists kind of draw themselves.
I like this picture of him with some Tezuka robots.
http://tonymcnicol.com/2008/10/23/urasawa-naoki-new-manga/
ability_normal From: ability_normal Date: March 25th, 2009 05:42 pm (UTC) (Link)
Hmm, I haven't seen a character that looks particularly like him yet in his books. Maybe the main character of Monster, but even then not quite. Before I clicked the link I was expecting him to have a huge, beak-like nose like most of his characters tend to have.

I also had to laugh at this part of the article, "Master Keaton, which if I remember right, is about a half Japanese, half English Falklands war veteran and insurance investigator."

I really want to read this simply because the Falklands war was such a goofy stomping ground of a war for the British. Makes me wonder what kind of intrigue someone can apply to that war.
mr_esty From: mr_esty Date: March 23rd, 2009 08:03 am (UTC) (Link)
I love how much inspirational motivation you pack into these posts!

...also, did you say werewolf epic??!!
royalboiler From: royalboiler Date: March 25th, 2009 06:08 am (UTC) (Link)
yesss werewolf epic.
Multiple warheads,
I'm 60 something pages in.
dragoninstall From: dragoninstall Date: March 23rd, 2009 08:10 am (UTC) (Link)
Hahaha funny read up there, your Moms a writer huh, learn somethin' new every day.

As well as I guess thats the US covers for 20th CB. Urasawa's such a cool all-around author. Good to know you've been checking that stuff out, man some moments in 20th Century boys had me tearin' up like a baby ;_;. Pluto is just straight up awesome. Nice Kitty Pryde picture. I guess they stay away from drawing penises in manly marvel comics eh?
_w_o_o_d_ From: _w_o_o_d_ Date: March 23rd, 2009 09:47 am (UTC) (Link)
Did you get the pun on "Chasseur Déprime" ?
royalboiler From: royalboiler Date: March 25th, 2009 06:13 am (UTC) (Link)
I didn't, you'd think my spider sense would have gone off on that. What is the pun?

Sometimes knowing you read this from france and how much I type about french comics. I feel like I'm a virgin wriing about sex and you're reading it all from a brothel.
_w_o_o_d_ From: _w_o_o_d_ Date: March 25th, 2009 09:08 am (UTC) (Link)
Not easily translatable, but :

- "Chasseur de prime" is "bounty-hunter"

- "Déprime" is a familiar word for "depression" (psychological)

So "chasseur déprime" doesn't mean anything in particular : "depression hunter" would be "chasseur de déprime" and "depressed hunter" "chasseur déprimé", but it still conveys a general sense of melancholy...

"Hunter Melancholy", maybe ?
mechamitzy From: mechamitzy Date: March 23rd, 2009 10:54 am (UTC) (Link)
it depends on how you mean by likeable, i quite like it when some stories get by on making a character as unlikeable a person as possible and yet you still want to know what's going to 'appen to them. but if you mean characters that you don't care about then yeah, that's bad writing, i guess. things like lady death always manage to hit those notes.
royalboiler From: royalboiler Date: March 25th, 2009 06:18 am (UTC) (Link)
I can't really get into stuff if I dislike the characters.
But that's more just my taste than good/bad wrting I guess.
Althouh I do enjoy documentries about crazy evil people so maybe that counts.

And yeah I draw so much smoking and penis (also penisis smoking) it'd be more weird to not include i than to. Crazy marvel--I dunno .maybe they think kids read comics?
mechamitzy From: mechamitzy Date: March 23rd, 2009 12:00 pm (UTC) (Link)
ooh! also: not only are you breaking marvel's no-penis rule you're breaking the one where none of their characters are allowed to smoke no more! bad lockheed.
he_man_is_cool From: he_man_is_cool Date: March 23rd, 2009 12:40 pm (UTC) (Link)
cool beans mate :) i'm gonna draw a comic with cocks in it at some point.i ain't afraid to draw a cock!!!
abe_stryker From: abe_stryker Date: March 23rd, 2009 12:43 pm (UTC) (Link)
your mom's story is a good example of writing likeable chatacters. grampa was awesome.
great story.

hey, do you like bagels?
mcgheeeee From: mcgheeeee Date: March 23rd, 2009 01:04 pm (UTC) (Link)
Man do you know how to drop one!
I'd comment on yur momses story, bu t I gotta go gett some working paper sorted out in a couple. I'll be beack to harass you.

but...color me 12 shades of jealous over that moebius book, and the manga comment is too true. The main thing involved with that for me is trying to punch at the emotional rawness they often present without glacializing the pace. Urusawa is the best at that. Every expression is so spot-on. I dunno if it's available, but several die-hard Urusawa fans I met said Master Keaton is his best. They proabably meant more introspective, but it is about growing up "half," so it certainly could be poignant...
mcgheeeee From: mcgheeeee Date: March 23rd, 2009 11:37 pm (UTC) (Link)
read your moms's story. is there anyone in your family who isnt majorly creative? fuuuuuuuck...!
royalboiler From: royalboiler Date: March 25th, 2009 06:22 am (UTC) (Link)
awesome I'm glad you liked my moms story.
Did you know that my big brother draws too?
comics sometimes.

I gotta dig up Master Keaton.
I'm so thrilled at all this rad mng aI havent read
mcgheeeee From: mcgheeeee Date: March 25th, 2009 06:35 am (UTC) (Link)
yeah man! that 'bum fight' comic he did for meathaus was awesome! He painting now or something, or am I just flipping that mentally with Herpich's bro?
From: tokyoghoststory Date: March 23rd, 2009 02:29 pm (UTC) (Link)
i still haven't read 20th century boys, even after everything wonderful i hear about it. i should stop being a lazyface.

great post, as usual. excellent way to start off my monday. so full of inspiration now!
westival From: westival Date: March 23rd, 2009 03:54 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'll be reading Dragonsnail instead of working! I'm so pleased to have an alternative.

Glad you're digging Pluto. 20th Century boys is next on my list. One cool thing, Lars Brown lent me his copy of NU's "NASA" awhile back, which was amazing despite the fact that I couldn't read it (Japanese). Urasawa's doing that Billy Bat comic now too, which looks like a dream come true. I know how you feel though, it's like an elephant-load of comics, and it's very exciting to just begin dipping into it.

I really wanna look at that Moebius book. I always have trouble finding his books in my area.
theresomewhere From: theresomewhere Date: March 23rd, 2009 04:18 pm (UTC) (Link)
Kitty's rockin her tracksuit xmen outfit
just hope logan peni doesn't have adamantium too
and i just got six miles read!!
i wuv bikini bottoms! reminded me of a sexier
BLAME mixed in with some Vanilla Skye for its dreamy back forth
defintely got to try and pick up
Miss don't touch me
the cover alone has me wanting to know more!

Marian's awesome sketch has me thinking
what if Leeloo took out a job in Dallas'
old taxi ride

i'm twitterless, takes too much time to text on a continual basis... now if phones had DS lightpens, might be fun to draw back and forth.

love your posts brandon! a magazine that i can't read in the bathroom or in my barnes & nobles!
yaytime From: yaytime Date: March 23rd, 2009 04:41 pm (UTC) (Link)
Way cool! Love the Kitty piece!
joedecie From: joedecie Date: March 23rd, 2009 05:51 pm (UTC) (Link)
Leaders of the New School, Nice & Smooth, Supercat and BDP... I'd have loved to have been at that jam.
yfrontninja From: yfrontninja Date: March 23rd, 2009 05:56 pm (UTC) (Link)
I was lamenting your internet absence the other day, but what a beautiful post. I especially enjoy seeing these sketch pages.

Wolverine is really hairy, isn't he? I doubt you would even see the penis in that mess. Ha ha ha.

I like 20th Century Boys because you can actually tell the characters apart. I read it for such a long time and then for no reason just stopped. I'm going to have to go back to it!
slothman From: slothman Date: March 23rd, 2009 06:11 pm (UTC) (Link)
That’s a good story, and a fine use of slug/snail lore.
From: parkas_4_kids Date: March 23rd, 2009 06:11 pm (UTC) (Link)
Dude, I TOTALLY LOVE your Kitty Pride. Something about how you drew her makes me think of Alita. It must be the hair and tiny boobs. Also, the SD Xavier & Magneto bit is fuckin' PRICELESS.

In other news, fuck Twitter. The upkeep on LJ is more than enough for me, especially with all the shit daily married life throws my way. If I were to chronicle everything that happens in a day, nothing would ever happen 'cause I'd be too busy typing. Ugh.... I did finally snag a copy of EMPOWERED Vol.1 from Khepri.com, and I pre-ordered WONTON SOUP 2, too.

To conclude this comment, I'll have to read you mom's short story when I get home. The fact that she writes sci-fi is highly intriguing, though.
yes_sammyrules From: yes_sammyrules Date: March 23rd, 2009 08:53 pm (UTC) (Link)
your package is still coming dude! sorry i haven't sent it yet, i have been lazy and also busy, if you can believe this.


royalboiler From: royalboiler Date: March 25th, 2009 06:26 am (UTC) (Link)
If you had any idea how many packages I'm supposed to be mailing out you would just spit in an envelope and never send it.

lazy/busy is totaly reasonable dudeman.
From: dylanmccrae Date: March 23rd, 2009 10:39 pm (UTC) (Link)
I've been checking out Urasawa's stuff as it comes in at the comic shop lately. Freakin' tight. Picked up te first volume of Pluto and absolutely loved it!

Loving the Kitty Pryde pic, and that spread is coming along nicely as well.

Most impressive good sir!
paulsakoff From: paulsakoff Date: March 23rd, 2009 11:06 pm (UTC) (Link)
Drawing on teh computahhh is weird, I like drawing on my bed
Did you scan the two pages?
I need to read the 20th Century Boys, and the Pluto manga...
AND I need to get mah Grampah the new Savage Sword while I'm down in Vancouver

I think if I don't talk to you before Wensday, I'll phone you again around 7ish to talk about our plans...
paulsakoff From: paulsakoff Date: March 24th, 2009 01:12 am (UTC) (Link)
http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y15/samehat/moebius-x-miyazaki.jpg

Thats a drawing that Hayao Miyazaki and Moebius did together
nervousystem From: nervousystem Date: March 24th, 2009 01:12 am (UTC) (Link)
I'm stupid-excited for this upcoming news of yours. The traffic jam spread is mindblowing, man. I agree with the other folks here, your posts are pure energy and inspiration.
From: davids_life Date: March 24th, 2009 02:47 am (UTC) (Link)
Nice fanart. I'm working on something pretty fan-ish at the moment too...
eplus From: eplus Date: March 24th, 2009 02:56 am (UTC) (Link)
that giant head is how my dream state imagines god looks like.
ahaha. and i see the russian hat joints, dope :)
royalboiler From: royalboiler Date: March 25th, 2009 06:30 am (UTC) (Link)
Yeah I drew off your photos so much.
Awesome stuff.
From: astrobrain Date: March 24th, 2009 02:47 pm (UTC) (Link)
I love your journals. So much good information. I can't wait to see your new Multiple War Heads.
I am totally copying Marian's unused cover drawing into my sketchbook for practice and reference. Thats some good stuff!!

Man I wish I could hang out with you guys soon.

Good luck with your move!!
andrewdammit From: andrewdammit Date: March 24th, 2009 05:45 pm (UTC) (Link)
I had at least 3 chances to pick up the second Savage Sword collection in the last 2 months and somehow managed not to get it. That first book was great, and it gave me something to read everyday at work, since finishing it I've been reading normal sized trades and they're done in a few days.
When Circuit City went out of business I picked up a copy of the Conan video game. I think it's cool.
I thought America and Canada were best buds and their respective folks could come and go as they please, no?
sammckenzie From: sammckenzie Date: March 26th, 2009 02:13 pm (UTC) (Link)
That kitty Pryde picture is fucking great.
I downloaded the french version of Miss don't touch me a while back off some blog. I had no idea there was a translated version! thanks for bringing that to my attention.
I've just been flicking through it enjoying the artwork and pretending I know French.
I do not know French.
richmillerart From: richmillerart Date: March 28th, 2009 03:33 am (UTC) (Link)
hey pal
call back your lines busy
aviv_really From: aviv_really Date: April 2nd, 2009 10:34 am (UTC) (Link)
I've been hearing a lot about Pluto, Monster and Urasawa Naoki's manga in general, but your post here finally made me read the books. Thanks!
new_universe From: new_universe Date: April 4th, 2009 09:04 am (UTC) (Link)
that kitty pryde is dope. and love the wolvie penis (not in a gay way, not that there's anything wrong with that)
andrewdammit From: andrewdammit Date: May 8th, 2009 06:31 am (UTC) (Link)

Fulla Pryde

I just got back from the "Full of Pryde" opening. From what I saw, I'd say they had a great turnout. I picked up a print of your drawing, and my mom bought four other prints.
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