No post yesterday. I never seemed to be able to access blogger when I had time at the computer. Oh well. I imagine y’all survived.

Today’s page (from 1995) was probably sketches for a greeting card or invitation. I don’t remember the occasion now. I have great fondness for the word “Hark”, both because it sounds happy and because whenever I hear it I think of my friend Blake. And thinking of Blake is never a bad thing.

I make faces when I draw, especially when I’m drawing a character behaving emotionally. I act. I generate the feelings that I’m trying to reproduce on paper. It’s not big and dramatic but it is obvious enough that I consciously have to keep myself from doing it when I’m drawing in public places.

One of the great revelations of my childhood was the discovery that other people didn’t have stories and adventures and voices and monsters and big bright worlds bouncing around in their heads. Poor other people.

From the 1995 sketchbook, more sasquatch figure drawings. The big difference between yesterday’s work and today’s is that on this page I’m no longer trying to figure out what the sasquatch looks like I’m trying to make sure that I can draw the character in action. This is an individual sasquatch meant for a specific story. Despite appearances he’s a pretty mellow guy.

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New posting at my Epilogue.net gallery – It Came from the Septic Tank, a pinup I did for Jason Levine’s Mishmash proposal. Jason is the letterer for the new Oz Squad. If I hear of any Mishmash stuff online I’ll add a link.

This is the first of a series of sketches I did for the story I planned to submit to The Big Bigfoot Book. I never got beyond the sketches (and unfinished thumbnails of the unfinished story). Nizzibet and I were working on getting Glyph off the ground and I was having a hard enough time getting my art for that project done.

 I’m writing this text on June 18, 2016. I’m going through my website to clean up duplicate posts. The image on this page was apparently posted on August 1, 2006. It might be a duplicate of a previous post. I’m not sure.

This is the first of a series of sketches I did for the story I planned to submit to The Big Bigfoot Book. I never got beyond the sketches (and unfinished thumbnails of the unfinished story). Nizzibet and I were working on getting Glyph off the ground and I was having a hard enough time getting my art for that project done.

It’s obviously way too early for me to say to be saying anything about these sketches. Early in the morning that is. I’ve got my coffee. I’ve had enough that my brain sort of seems awake. And yet, I’ve nothing to say. Ah well.

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The cover for the first volume of the Oz Squad collection, sans text, is up at Epilogue.net.

The profile and the full figure belong to a woman with the nickname “Beastie”. Her imaginary history has altered quite a bit over the years. The original version was that she was a superhero who had been cursed with a trio of demons (one of whom is in the corner of this page) who followed her wherever she went. Sometimes they helped her, sometimes they screwed things up for her. I created her for one of those companies that was jumping in to publishing back in the nineties. They were starting out with a trading card series and going to move on to publishing actual comics from there. It wasn’t a great experience. They initially didn’t want use Beastie because, as a christian company they weren’t comfortable with the whole consorting with demons thing. Then they decided that they weren’t going to do superheroes after all and they cancelled the trading card line. A sympathetic editor made sure I got paid – very late, with a check that the bank almost refused to cash because there was a 50 cent difference between the digital number and the text version.

Don’t know who the guy in the profile is. The sketch on the bottom right is a human/insect hybrid and the sketch on the bottom left looks like a figure gesture of Beastie.