Sunday, March 27, 2016

Deleted Scenes

Hedra is getting printed tomorrow and, unless something disastrous happens, I'll have it at MoCCA in New York next weekend (April 2nd and 3rd).

I'm excited and nervous about this book. In some ways, it feels like my first book. It's hard for me to explain why. It feels like pure comics. It's wordless. It's simple, but at the same time complex. It's experimental but pulling from some classic ideas and motifs. For me, it feels free of anything else.

And I've just realized today, that the pages I have cut or reworked actually appear to equal the pages in the book.


The pages that made it into the book are on the left. The ones on the right got cut.

The cost of experimentation.

Anyway, here are some highlights from those dumped pages.











Sunday, March 13, 2016

The Vinyl Inspector

My original intention with this comic was to pick up with Kyle, a character from my first graphic novel Flower & Fade, ten years after the events in that story. This idea came from watching Truffault's Love On The Run (the fifth Antoine Doinel film), and thinking how cool it was that there was this series of non-action movies featuring the same character. It's the same with Before Sunrise/Sunset/Midnight.

The comic took a turn though and went another direction. I don't think I'll be picking up with Kyle. I'm not really interested in the kinds of stories he'd find himself in anymore.

The record they dance/make out to is Ghost in the Machine by the Police, probably track two - Every Little Thing She Does is Magic.









Sunday, March 6, 2016

Intimacy

This comic is a little gross, but it was one of those ideas that just wouldn't go away, and it seemed like the only solution was to get it down on paper and let it find its way.

It ended up a little longer than I expected and got split between two sketchbooks.









Sunday, February 21, 2016

The Art of the Handshake

Another short little sketchbook comic. This one is about the greeting of people, which is something that generally confuses me. Do we shake hands? Or nod? Hug, wave, fist bump, high five, or do the cheek-touch-kiss-noise-thing (which raises all sorts of other questions like which cheeks are we going for, left to left, or right to right, and if I go right and s/he goes left, oh no no, we might end up actually kissing, and is it going to be a double or a single, and I'm clumsy, and sometimes I come in to hard, and it's more of cheek mash then cheek touch, oh brother) (and all of this has to be processed in like two seconds). It's very complicated.







Saturday, February 13, 2016

The Master of His Universe

Recently, I've been working in little Moleskines that I can easily fit in my pocket and easily carry anywhere. This allows me to do a few comic panels whenever I find a few free moments.

I've been trying to hold the stories as loosely as possible and trust myself to let them find their own shape. The result is a sort of ficto-emotional diary. Eventually, I'd like to collect the best ones into a little book of short stories.






Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Sex Positions






My girlfriend thought Cardassian was supposed to be Kardashian! Can you imagine??!?! As if.

The premise is that there are mandatory sex nights with strangers which one is assigned via a secret lottery. Though never stated within the comic, sex night is every Thursday night. The masks are government-issue and required to maintain anonymity.