page 26…now with extra ink

wow.  from light to dark.  here is page 26 after i have done the second & third inking.  i love ink.  i’m still happy with this page. i think my doodling has helped improve my drawing.  i keep surprising myself with what i can draw.  i let a lot of imperfections show up in the ink.  i noticed that i did that with the very first incarnation of moses jones that i did for my art class  my style has definitely improved since then, but i also like some of the blotchy effect vs. the smooth.

zombies or cannibals

cute kids movies

i had to take a break from reading (“researching”) graphic novels.  there are so many out there!  so many awesome artists too.  i find that i do not like the glossy, color pages–graphic novels usually done by three or four different people.  the stories are good.  and the artwork is technically good.  however, it has no appeal to me.  i like the messier stuff with less pizzazz and more soul, preferably written & drawn by one person.  regardless, i found myself hiding away with my graphic novels and losing myself in their pages.  now i’m limiting myself to non-fiction–mostly food related–reading.  i’m more productive with my own art that way because it is much easier to set down a cookbook than it is to set down a graphic novel.  the past few nights i have been able to get my kids up to bed by 8 or 9, and then i am able to work a little bit before the baby wakes up & refuses to sleep alone.  that seems to be working for me.  i have pages and pages of moses jones written.  hopefully i can remain productive and get them drawn up.

tonight my nine year old requested that i start working on my “steampunk” comic.  he does not like zombies.  he cannot understand why i would want to write about them and draw them.  sometimes i don’t know why either.  sometimes i think i should try to bring prettier things into the world.  but then how would i exorcise my demons?

trying to draw once a day

that’s what they tell ya to do.  draw once a day.  if you’re serious about getting better….

so.  i have been trying to open my journal once a day to do so.  while moses jones is on my mind–i am trying to catch up on sleep and haven’t had a chance to draw all the stories in my head.  meanwhile, i keep my hand, imagination, and rapidograph pen loose by drawing a doodle a day.  at least.

i added watercolor to this one.  i think it may have been better if i had left it just pen.  or added ink brush instead.

oh well.

plus!  i have been reading a lot of graphic novels to see different styles and writing ideas, etc.  i loved david small’s stitches.  the art work was wonderful, and i love to hear about other people’s fucked up childhoods.  i am also enjoying some jesse reklaw and alex robinson.  i like reklaw’s art a lot.  i like robinson’s stories.  i have read so many graphic novels at this point that i am seriously afraid i am no longer able to read books without illustrations.

after sixteen years….

sixteen years ago, after having left my first husband one month into our brief marriage (short story: i barely knew him.  we eloped.  then he told me he wasn’t sure he loved me, and i moved out. ha!) so i was living in this quaint one bedroom apartment in lexington, ky with my dog, norman, & i can’t remember why, maybe i’d been drinking, but i decided that i must write a ‘zine.  i designed the cover.  decided to name it “truite” which is french for trout but pronounced “twat” (at least in the african dialect of french??)  next i started planning a comic to go in my ‘zine, and Confusion Perfume was born–the story of a neurotic single lady and her terrible relationships with everyone including her dog.  think Cathy, but drawn and written well…and funny.  after four fun years, Confusion Perfume died when i started dating my second husband and found myself so terrifically happy that i could not write.  on retrospect, i should have seen this as a bad sign.  but 12 years and a second divorce later, i find myself in love with graphic novelling once more, and moses jones: apocalyptic mama is born.  and, with less than a year of penning this story, i have made the first episode into a comic ‘zine!!

it’s taken forever but has happened so quickly!

i have started episode two…plus, i have three more short comics peculating in my head.  good ones, too, trust me.  they will surface–probably here.  i am thinking of quitting school and going full-time as a struggling artist.  then they might be ready sooner??

i ran off 25 copies at an enormous price as kinkos seems to have disappeared, and i decided to use a local (but pricey!) printer instead.  i really do not expect anyone to buy it–but i will see if a local bookstore (rainbow books) will carry it for me…maybe some other local spots? if you want to prove my inner naysayer wrong (the voice telling me that i should not have spent all that money on printing), you can send a suggested $5 donation, plus shipping (large envelope size?) to me at 1534 Jenifer Street, Madison, Wisconsin, 53703…or just stop by, have a cup of coffee & buy a ‘zine.

moses jones–page 13

moses jones--page 13

i fiddled around with this page a bit. i realized when you can’t see jacob’s mohawk, he could be confused for susan. & moses jones ends up with some weird expressions, leaving me wondering what she is thinking. but i do like how the page turned out. i don’t use a lot of background. i am kind of minimalistic. i did add some to the middle panel when i realized how much dead space i had left. mason jars–the storage of choice (& drink ware of choice) from my cooperative living experience. personally, i think mason jars are most excellent in both categories & continue to use them a great deal even though i am no longer cooping.

if i could spend all day putting out these pages, i would be so zen. it is the most relaxing thing i can do. even fixing my fuck-ups is fun for me.

but, alas, life beckons me & my minions have to argue right on top of me if i work while they are awake.

so, tonight, tonight sweet moses i will work on page 14….

moses jones–page ten

moses jones--page ten

it took me so so so long to get this page done! not only am i falling asleep when i put the babies down at night, but when i do manage to stay awake, i only get a little bit done before my toddler wakes up and needs to be cuddled. she’s been sick. all of us have been sick. probably not a zombie outbreak illness, but it did knock us down.

i’m trying to establish some stuff. trying to get some dialogue, back story, character development. some days i think it will happen if i keep the story alive. other days i find myself wondering how other people write graphic novels. i like to read other graphic novels to get an idea…& to gauge how good or not good i am…what my chances are…what else people are doing with their ideas & talents…. right now i am reading DAYTRIPPER by fabio moon and gabriel ba. reading graphic novels is my guilty pleasure. it’s research too–but mostly i do it because i could do it all day long if i actually had the time. same with creating comics. i could do it all day long. comics are my retirement plan, if you will.