Well, I tried really hard to get this thing out last night, but as you can see the rocks disagreed with me. Cripes, that’s a lot of ink. Maybe next time I can try and actually figure out that particular technique before I apply it to an entire page. My process is ridiculous. Comics are ridiculous. It’s amazing to me that anybody can bully their way through the mire that is making a page of this stuff. Especially with any kind of time constraints. My appreciation for guys like Jack Kirby, Jack Davis, Kurtzman, Eisner, Ditko – any of the old sweatshoppers – has only gone up as I’ve made more comics, as has my humility level (however unwillingly). I need to work way harder if I ever want to become a true comics artist.

Ah well, tomorrow is another page. Or rather, next week. Not counting other stuff I’m doing. I guess it’d be like, one-and-a-half pages a week. Plus illustrations.

Whatever. I love this song right now:



Postscript: I like this comic a lot better now that it’s all put together. I still think it’s a hot mess, but it reads well, and the hatching looks far less random than it felt while I was doing it. Still, I’ve got to bone up on my Bernie Wrightson and Jack Davis and get some control over that. Cuz if I could…oh man. Sky’s the limit.

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