You can follow my progress on the blog here, or on flickr, or on livejournal which I'm not gonna link to because I'm properly ashamed of it (as we all should be). And the Tragic Relief webcomic site will still be updating Monday, Wednesday and Friday. More comics than you can handle!
Is anyone else taking on the challenge this year? If so, send me a link! I'd love to see it.
Anyway, here's my first few pages.
Yup, doing another "Sir Christopher" story, for two reaasons- 1) I've already got the Winter Blues, and this character's depression and constant failures fit my mood, and 2) If this story ends up successful, I'd like to collect the two into a book.
It's Halloween! And...I'm already feeling partied-out. Might just stay home tonight and watch movies. Need to go out and buy some candy in case we get any trick-or-treaters.
For my costume this year I was mostly concerned about comfort. Needed something that I could:
1) roller skate in for the costume skate on the 29th, 2) wear for the Gory Daze parade and not freeze to death in, and 3) dance in for the Curve Ball following the parade and not be too hot/awkward on the crowded dance floor.
So, I made a peacock tail and wore it with one of the many blue dresses I already had. I really like sewing and making clothes/costumes. Wish I had more time for it.
Paints, fabric and notions
Painting peacock feathers
The finished dress
There were some great costumes at the parade this year. Some of my favorites:
and Old Greeeeegg! complete with The Funk and a Mangina.
It's been a fun holiday so far. I also finally got around to buying my own (cheap) set of roller skates. No more dealing with gross rentals, and I'm definitely a lot steadier out there now.
Sorry there hasn't been many comics here lately. Life keeps getting in the way. Like this nonsense:
My bed broke! I bought a loft off of craigslist to make room in my tiny cave-like apartment, but the center beam was rotten. You can't tell from this photo, but the bed is being supported in the middle by a copy of San Papel and a trashy airport novel.
But we fixed it. And by "we" I mean mostly Jonch and his eagle scout skills. Here he is hammering a metal plate into the side rail. This thing is never coming apart.
Also having trouble drawing comics because I'm out of bristol board. Friday is payday, and I'm picking up another one of these. That'll last me for at least a year.
While waiting for paper, I've been painting scary things:
because it's almost Halloween. Costume photos to come.
Cross two more things off of life's to-do list: visited Rhode Island (24 states left, plus Puerto Rico) AND met the cast of MST3K. Not that I said much to them, had a shy attack. But whatever, it was still great. Also got to hang with a bunch of smart, funny and attractive young people (Curse them! Except don't really, they were lovely), meet some cats and eat a meatloaf sandwich. All in all a great weekend.
Then I got home and broke a loft bed. Pictures soon.