Sunday, March 28, 2010
"Oh God," said Barbara, and she turned her back on him. She celebrated frustration by clapping her hands. "May I ask you a simple question?"
"Why is it you never mentioned any of this before the airplane crash?"
"I didn't think the time was ripe."
Saturday, March 27, 2010
He looked over his shoulder. Far down the lawn, past the putting green, were a number of vague, snow-cowled humps. The hedge animals. Between them and the playground. Between them and the road.
His legs gave way. Jack caught him. He began to cry.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Here's page eight of my comic. Also below is a little comic that I had fun making. Not for any real reason, an excuse to draw trees and telephone polls mostly. Though it is in the Zuda comic format and I've been toying around with the idea of doing one of those at some point. Maybe one day.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Here's page seven. Things are starting to pick up a bit I think.
Here are a couple of sketches of my dog Jake. These past couple weeks have been super stressful because we found out that Jake has cancer. He's got a tumor, and it's not a friendly one. Luckily it hasn't spread, so we're hoping we can still beat it. He's pretty much the dog I think of when I think of a good dog.