I think I've finally settled on a way to color/texture the parts of Moonbound that are taking place in the 'past' (here's a scene from 1761 of Christopher Wren presenting his carved wooden globe of the Moon to King Charles II). I guess now that I've got it figured out, I should probably just chain myself to my drawing desk and start inking.
She was the first woman to undergo NASA's grueling battery of physical and psychological tests that were developed to select the Mercury astronauts in 1959. NASA administrators scoffed at the idea of a woman in space, despite medical research suggesting that females were better suited to the stresses of spaceflight.
Here's a print I did for the Threadbare Theater Workshop's upcoming stage production of Moby Dick. The quote is one of my favorite passages from the book. I could do Moby Dick themed art all day, everyday, and I would be a happy man.
The Other Mushroom Clouds -- New York Times Op-Art
I wrote a short essay and drew some mushroom clouds for the New York Times opinion pages this weekend. It was a lot of fun to do, mainly because the explosions that resulted from the 1950s era nuclear tests were all a lot weirder and more terrifying than what most people imagine when they see the words "mushroom cloud." The Department of Energy at the Nevada Test Site has an online archive of these tests. Maybe when I have the time I'll do a huge grid (and color would be cool too). Anyway, here's the article.
I made a book trailer for Battle Lines. The best part about it is the song that Flatlands & Garage Flowers recorded for me after they read the book. Who knows why book trailers even exist, but I was happy to have the chance to fool around with editing. That said, I should probably stick to drawing comics.
I'm really excited about this one. It just so beautifully expresses exactly what Ari and I were trying to do with the storytelling and artwork. Also, I think I need to revise my author bio to just read "Devastation-seasoned."
I've written and drawn a book. I hear that book has been printed, that it's gone from being a bunch of files on my computer to being a bunch of stacks of paper, bound together and stashed somewhere in boxes, waiting for what's next. I've written and drawn a book, but it doesn't quite exist yet, and so the next step is to convince you that it does.