if you’ve found my cozy little home on the internet from the kottke newsletter (thank you for the signal boost, jason) then I’d like to take a moment and welcome you
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you might enjoy the 4 panel dialogueless comics I’ve been working on most recently
or check out a few illustrations
perhaps you’d enjoy some crappy animation?
something from the sketchbook perhaps?
or maybe some design work?
also, it can be fun to watch drawings come together much faster than they actually do in real life
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i just realized how wonky the perspective was in the drawing of the doorway
and of course you can see how lazy i am when i just copy and paste the doorway from panel to panel
view the completed strip
here’s a few from the sketchbook
one brush pen
a couple colored pencil
the colored pencil ones inspired by an episode of American pickers
love that show
here’s the timelapse of the couch cushion strip from a few days ago
the process usually goes like this:
i see a moment in real life that i think will work for the strip: in this case it was watching little guy move the cushion so he could sit down on the couch
(and right now i’m focusing on those moments that dont require any dialogue, right now i’m more interested in telling these little stories without dialogue, so i’ve passed on some great moments that have dialogue. maybe that will change in the future)
then i’ll need to puzzle out how this moment will break down in to 4 frames – i have to select my 4 moments which usually takes some trial and error with some really bad drawings, just diagrams really, in the sketchbook that help me quickly find those 4 moments
then i take a photo of the sketches and cut and paste those moments into the frames of the page
since i had already done a couch strip, i decided to recycle the background from that previous strip not only for continuity, but also because i am very lazy
from there i need to do the actual drawings (which in this case were pretty dismal, though they hopefully worked)
select my colors
go back in and fix little guy’s smile on the last panel (it looked a little creepy the first go-round)
and that was about it
when i write it all out like this it makes the process feel a little mechanical, but for me the magic lies in recognizing the moment when it occurs, and enjoying the finished strip when i’m done
I walked on the grey sidewalk back to the parking lot of the physical rehab facility where they were trying to get my mom’s body back in shape, even as the cancer continued to consume her, to consume everything, when I heard it: a bird song so clear and melodic that I stopped to find the bird that made it.
I looked up at the top of a leaveless tree. It was a little bird, smaller than a robin, larger than a sparrow, its body mottled with tan and white feathers.
I stepped off the sidewalk in to the pale grass to take a closer look at the little bird. It had a swatch of red on the crown of its head, and a wisp of red feathers on its throat.
I do not know birds, or birdsongs, or much of anything, really, but when this little bird sang it was with a song much larger than the bird itself. From the beak of the tiny bird, it’s song expanded out beyond the branches of the tree where buds waited to blossom in to leaves. The bird’s melody was so large that it lifted me up with it, and carried me to the top of the tree and out to the sky. It carried me farther and higher than I could ever go by myself, and for a brief moment there was no room in the world for anything else, just bird and song and sky and me.
Then the little bird flew off, away from me, a flutter of wings bobbing along currents of air, taking its song with it, and leaving me standing in dull grass once more.
I stepped back on to the grey sidewalk and walked back to my car alone.
Tomorrow it would snow.
and if you’re here more for the comics than the prose (and who could blame you, really) you can always read the comics here)
i guess this is now the second in a series of couch cushion strips🙂
color was really important in this strip (i mean, color is always important for me, and i kind of sweat it when coloring the strip, but color was especially important to the storytelling of this particular strip)
i don’t think this strip could have worked in black and white (and some of my past strips absolutely could have, but i like color…and now i’m not even sure of what my original point was.
anyway, hope you enjoy seeing the strip come together at high speeds, it always seems a minor miracle to me when a strip is finished
here’s about 45 minutes of drawing compressed into about 45 seconds
if you watch closely you can see how lazy i am
once i get a good drawing i recycle it in all the panels and just adjust what i need to
maybe the most important part of doing the strip is figuring out the timing
when trying to do that my sketches can look more like the diagrams you see in the top half of the page
then comes figuring out the props like the chair you see in the bottom half of the page
I also need to figure out the main poses
here you can see I really had trouble with that left leg
see it all come together
here’s the screen capture of me working on the ‘search’ strip from a few days ago
i also reorganized the ‘comics’ menu item so it is just finished strips now. no process videos or sketches making it easier to scroll through past strips without all that junk in the way
so if the sketches, videos, and various other asides that appear between strips aren’t in your wheelhouse, you can just bookmark the comics page and see the most recent strips
watching chef’s table season 3 episode 1
korean monk jeong kwang making kimchi
hey kids! comics!
a new strip for today
it’s been 11 days since the last strip
way too long
but now the wait is over
well, kind of
now you have to wait for the next one
or read them all here while you wait
No time or energy for a finished strip
So you get this sketchbook sketch which isn’t a strip yet
Which is definitely the opposite of how it usually works but I’m tired
I hope doing it this way doesn’t take away the punch from the eventual strip when I get to it