Posts tagged: Stuff what I did
To submit as a preliminary to an horror/music anthology.
It was rejected. So I thought, why not put it up here.
It’s purpously kind of doofy and EC Comicsish.
I kind of hate the first page, and don’t think a lot of it in general, but I am quite proud of the middle ‘remember when Frank Miller wasn’t the worst person in the world’ page.
Actually now that I think of it there’s a Jamie McKelvie/Tony Moore/J.G Jones reference(s) in the middle page as well. It was a sort of people I wish I was as talented as list.
My friends made this. They’re pretty talented you know.
Would that I could capture the image of Sam’s Mom that you have in your head Davey. Obviously I’m not so presumptuous to assume that any two dimensional image I could make would hold a candle to your version of Joan. So instead here’s a picture of Sexy Scottish Companion dressed as Tom Baker blasting a vampiric dwarf monk (because that seems suitably ridiculous for Doctor Who) with her sonic screwdriver.
I should mention that Doctor Who is the gap in my popculture awareness. To the best of my knowledge it’s about an alien from Galifrey who can regenerate, and has a time traveling police box called a TARDIS that’s bigger on the inside.
Before the new series there were 1,098 incarnations of the Doctor, all possessing varying degrees of kookiness, who are joined my approximately 3,093 different “companions”, all of who possessed varying levels of sassiness. Both the Doctor and his companions were lead in there war on bad prosthetics by a benevolent artificial intelligence, that liked to drive itself around in a box on wheels with a plastic dogs head glued to the front, named K-9.
After the series restarted the Doctor was played by the invisible man from Heroes and his companion was Billie “because she wants to” Piper.
This duo were replaced by noted over-actor and teller of made up anecdotes David Tennant. His companion was a black girl in a red leather jacket named Martha, who I assume was infinitely better that Billie Piper in every way if only because she didn’t insist on dancing around in crowds all the time. They went of lots of awesome adventures, which included but was not limited to; Marrying Catherine Tate, watching Michael Gambon slum it beside Katherine Jenkins and, kidnapping Kylie Minogue and forcing her to perform as the Titanic sank. The Titanic was also in space.
David Tennant was replaced by another over-actor by the name of Matt Smith who studied at the Helena Bonham Carter School For Affected Kookiness, his head is also carved out of wood. He’s joined on his adventures by the red-headed awesomeness that is Karen Gillan and her husband, a Roman Centurion/nurse named Rory, Dr. Alex Kingston, Dr. Alex Kingstons gigantic hair, and the trail of crumbs which Matt Smith leaves behind him thanks to his constant chewing of the scenery.
Also British people are inexplicably terrified by these things:
Taken with instagram because regular photos are for suckers.
A page from a story I drew for writing group but didn’t have enough time to finish.
I was going to halftone this to death, as is my way, but I quite like it just black and white.
I started re-reading my British reprints of Frank Millar’s Daredevil run the other day and so the left column pretty much became an ode to those issues.
Remember kids, knives might slice through skin, muscle tissue, and bone but they NEVER cut through the fabric covering the exist wound.
Expectations was drawn in Photoshop, while reality was drawn in Manga Studio.
I think Manga Studio is the clear winner.
