moses jones page 40

so the feedback i did get was in favor of the white tones on page 39. and everyone seems okay with the text-heavy pages.

i like the looks of page 40. and, for good or for bad, my real life is going through enough crap right now to ignite some plot. will he or won’t he? will she or won’t she? what are y’all’s feelings on mojo taking a katana to an “innocent” person?

just wondering.

valentine’s day, a day i gave up on after about 25 years of having crappy valentine’s days….okay, so maybe birth through five years weren’t exactly crappy, but once my heart was able to be neglected and abandoned and broken…that pretty much guaranteed  crappy v-days for me. but, forever an optimist and fatally romantic…i still loved the idea of romantic love (and a day celebrating it) until about my mid-twenties when i had endured enough fucked up shit to give up.

suffice to say that this valentine’s day went above and beyond the fucked up shit i am used to on valentine’s day.
fortunately, i have mojo to channel it all into.

stay tuned.

not the devil

not the devil

just another old person with animal parts. i will run out of these soon. i am saving my favorites for last. meanwhile, i do know what happens on the next page of moses jones but have not had a chance to write it down or do a preliminary sketch to figure page layout, etc. hopefully tonight! being an overtime mom & a halftime student really puts limits on one’s time & energy. trust me, you don’t have to try it yourself–unless you are so inclined.

mama/artist/student…not for the timid nor the weak of heart!

but i love it.

again, if anyone wants to be my benefactor so i can hire a personal assistant & get more art produced, i would not be too proud to take help.

here is my kudu horned fella. he looks very devilish, but that wasn’t necessarily the intent.

i wondered while i was doing this project if the old people were morphing towards their next life or if the animal bits were symbolic of the naturalness of aging…or if their animal nature became more exposed with age…. hmmm…might make a good comic…..

the squatters

the squatters

so i always tell my kids that if they want to get better at something–they need to practice…& i have noticed that over the past 8 years of being a mom–i have gotten really good at picking up toys & doing dishes (insert sad sigh here)…. but what i want to be good at is comics. so i have to keep moving forward with my moses jones. i am not sure how i feel about this picture. i messed up a few times…i had to stop to put a baby to back to sleep once or twice…my paint brush & i had a few disagreements…and my lettering is crooked. however, i have not put up a new moses jones picture in several days. i thought about putting up more confusion perfume, but then just felt like i was re-running the comic strip “cathy”….

so here are a handful of new characters for moses jones to bounce off of. hopefully as i keep putting out pages, my technique will improve. with confusion perfume & other previous comics, i did “penciling” before i inked. for some reason that process–though prudent–did not suit me. so i do all my pictures with ink first, then some more ink, and i finish with ink. as i joked in a comment on one of my posts, i am used to living with my mistakes. i like the permanency of ink. i never have enjoyed pencils…or erasers. i would rather do a whole page over than to play it safe & pencil the image in first…yes, i live on the edge….

so here is a new page. another roll call page. hopefully page four will not be too far behind. even though it is only like the third week of classes, i have given up on my geography class and can devote more time to my comic…. i wish! i am too neurotic about my grades & about not being the “good student” i always have been (also known as the “good employee”)…. i really do wish i could just tell my geography class to go fuck itself…but i am a bit o.c.d. & cannot do that. so i will daydream about moses jones as i try to read about southeastern asia.

dystopia, dystopia

dystopia, dystopia

this is the last panel of “moses jones” that i prepared for my art class final. i practiced using ink to paint with and used the influences of ralph steadman and rembrandt in my process. since then i have also embraced lynda barry and david mack as wonderful examples of painting with ink. so these five comic’s (of which this is the last) are my first efforts at painting with ink. i am not completely happy with my efforts, but i look forward to doing more of it as soon as i have half of a minute to do so.
in addition to perfecting my painting with ink, i also need to figure out the plot line of this comic. i want to create a dystopian society of sorts. i want to develop the characters based on my children & have them function as actual characters–not props. i need to know if moses jones is delusional or on the lam or actually fighting zombies or what.
maybe it will all come to me in a dream.
maybe i should start drinking more.

cute kids….

cute kids....

another one from the moses jones work in progress. i really don’t know where i’m going with this comic. i expect it will come to me in a dream…or i will just keep drawing installments until by some freak accident a storyline emerges (all too often this is how i write.) i really like this page & for a long time i could not read it without laughing outloud. sometimes i worry that i am the only person who finds me funny….
zombies! cannibals! motherhood!