I love creepy dolls; ragged stitched up threadbare toys; loved to death but still kicking. I love them more as concepts than as reality. All my old toys are gone now.
Minus Seth
It’s the lizards! Not all the lizards. I seem to have left Seth out. That’s not surprising. Seth is the level headed one and therefore less likely to provide a lively expression.
At the top – Aunt Hortense
Middle left – Zerro
Middle right – Missi
Bottom left – Willie
Bottom right – Lamallia
What Are You Doing Inside on a Sunny Day?
For that matter, what am I doing inside?
Oh yeah. Deadlines.
Back to work.
Pulp Heroes
At the top of the page is another sketch of Purdue Granninger. The thing on the right is nothing specific.
Under that is Belial in the process of being redesigned. The original movie version is a crawling sort of creature and I wanted something more active.
A version of Fu Manchu is under Belial. Next to him is a random freak.
At the bottom is a Shadow analogue – the Ifrit. More on him in a later post.
Belial in the Palace
This page seems to have been done soon after I watched Basket Case 2. The blob with the face and hands is Belial, the “basket case” of the title. I had an idea for a comic series sequel to the film. I’ll go into that in a later post.
The people on the page are Dave, The Jade Buddha and Sister D from Bugfuck Palace.
Sasquatch and Granninger
Thursday.
Yup. Again.
The Widower
The Widower was a mystery series that Nizzibet and I came up with when she was still thinking about writing comics. The protagonist, Purdue Granninger, was an ugly man that the rest of the world thought was stupid. A smart woman recognized that he had more brains than anyone else recognized and she encouraged him to join the police force, go to college and become a detective. They married. And then she died of cancer and left him with a fortune he didn’t know she had. Purdue used the fortune to retire and to help good people out of bad situations.
My picture of Gran’s personality is somewhat different than Nizz’s. Her version is probably more human. The series is her baby these days and maybe one day she’ll have a chance to write it.
The man who is missing an eye and has a ripped up mouth? Not Granninger. That’s Eugene Thatcher, an old villain I invented when I was a teenager. He’s a government assassin and not a fun guy to hang out with.
Again with the Practice Sketches
Another page of practice sketches. I don’t get much practice sketching in these days. With deadlines looming any practice work I do tends to be related to the projects I’m working on at the time of the sketching.
Back
My flight was supposed to leave Sacramento at 6 pm last night. It didn’t leave until 10:20 so I didn’t get back to Seattle until after midnight. Going to be drinking a lot of caffeine today.
Out of Town
I won’t be posting on Saturday or Sunday. I’m going to be out of town and away from computers.
