It’s time for round two! Many of you will remember round one. 59 pages in total.
The challenge is simple: draw a one page comic based on a ‘script’ and post it with everyone else on a set date. Style, format, whatever, all of that stuff is up to you.
It’s not a contest. It’s a chance to make a page of comics, and then see how a lot of other artists interpret the same mission. Again, the script is by bobschofield.
The timeline is this: post on October 1, tag it ‘altcomix comic challenge’. It will be reblogged here. You have one month. A comic can be drawn in a day. Give it a little thought, make some notes, and find some time, whatever your process is.
The ‘script,’ to be interpreted however you like:
They say all good things
come from the ground.
We peel the mushrooms off our shoes.
The cake enters the scene,
roaring at the chandelier.
And the guests are painted like clowns.
I remember coming here once before
as the blue detective.
And holding a small round glass
to all the red stains on the floor.
Go forth and comic.
Only a few days left to enter!
For the night crew. Drawing next Monday to win a copy of The Boy With The Spyrograph Eyes. To enter, reblog this post and follow my tumblr
So far in the running to win this book;
MDT dba SPX
The hardcopy of the book differs from the digital copy in that there is extensive hand coloring with colored pencils and watercolor markers of many pages.
Liking the post won’t win you a book, you have to reblog and follow
(he said in his best carnival barker voice).
I just reached 400 followers, so why not celebrate with a reblog contest! Reblog this post andfollow me
, and you will be entered into the contest. The prize? One hardcopy of The Boy With The Spyrograph Eyes. I’ll ship it anywhere in the world. I’ll pick the winner from a hat on Labor Day, September 1st, so, in about a week. Can’t win if you don’t play!
The Boy With The Spyrograph Eyes wasn’t nominated for any Ignatz Awards, and that’s OK. There’s a lot of great comics out there! Congrats to all the nominees, and thanks to SPX for the reblogs, you folks rock. I have 2 hardcopies of the book left if anybody wants one, you snooze, you lose! Or you can pick up a digital copy real cheap
(via Zen Comix: 177 Pages Long)
Getting my Ignatz Awards submission ready for the mail.
Can’t win if you don’t play!
I’m just in a horribly depressive mood today (and for a few days). Can’t think clearly, can’t draw, can’t write. Just something that happens. Once you get in a hole like this, it’s hard to swing out of it. I spent the morning searching old CD-Rs for files from back in the day.
Ten years ago, this was the pinnacle of my work. There’s too much computer going on, but I still like it. ”My troubled childhood” was a phrase I used to really like.
I’m going to go out for a walk, try to clear my head.
I spent a few weeks a year in Pensacola and Panama City every year till I was 15 (1990), and it was all somewhat walkable, as everything had to be accessible from the beach. I don’t know the whole state though, much less its current state.
I’m going to do a little follow up to this strip somewhere. I spent a day in the suburb I grew up in (man I love my friends from high school!), which was designed in the 70’s, and it is totally walkable. My parents’ current place was created in the mid 90’s, and is utterly unwalkable.
I’m not American, so I won’t presume to know what things are like on the ground there, but I have to think subdivision trends are similar to Canada. In the early years of the suburbs (from the 1950’s), there was an assumption that anyone might live there. In the current era, car-ownership is simply assumed.
A key point for me was when we were going to the Super-Centre (a Canadian chain) from Wal-Mart. My mom wanted to drive there, though they were in the same sprawling parking lot. Who wants to walk ten minutes? To me, it was appalling, to my mom, I was once again a liberal nag. People in the suburbs have simply given up using their feet unless they are pushing on gas pedals.
The future of North America is sprawled out shit.
Not really addressing your comment, but how could I? I haven’t been to Florida since 1990.
I’m a little rusty with the comics. It’s been a few weeks since I was making any proper comics.
These are just some thoughts I had as I walked across the Siberian sprawl of suburbs my parents currently live in. Literally one hour walk to things, and buses run once an hour. Kind of isolating for a walker like myself.
Q: hey there! i sent you an ask a while ago about cobourg and after getting your response i've come back to look at your work a lot and i really really enjoy it. it makes me wanna make comics even though i've never really been into comics. i also saw that you went to OCA(D), which is where i' heading off for my first year in a little over a week. i'm curious, how'd it treat you?
Mmmm. OCAD did very little for me, they were insulting towards comic work, and made me feel real self-conscious about doing comics and ink work in general. You had to do painting or conte, not brush and ink.
That was 20 years ago, so I’m sure it’s better now. At least half the staff must have changed. But I’m still pretty pissed about it though, and was very close to dropping out in year 3, as I found out who I was. $4000 a year to get sold a concept of ‘art’ which is already outdated. At the time, I knew it was a crock.
One good thing was there were a lot of like minded cool people there. I made comic-makng friends there which I didn’t have in high school. If I had to do it over again, I would choose the design stream instead of the art stream. It might not be the same now, but back then, in second year, we had to choose art or design. I think the design stream works your technical abilities a lot more than the art stream, which seems to work your bull shitting abilities, i.e. if you can explain it, you can get the grades.
A second good thing is that you can exploit the structure of the school (though you can do that anywhere in Canada, I think). In third year, I applied for a comics grant, and they gave me $2000 to print an OCAD comic. I made 1000 copies of a square bound 100 page book with the work of a number of comic artists, which was given away for free. That was awesome. You can do a lot of things if you take over the school system, since most students are busy getting drunk/high/laid.
If you go there, the important points would be to A) not take them seriously, since they are just as much blind people fumbling around in the dark when it comes to ‘art’ and B) exploit the system. Take over the school newspaper. Apply for every grant you can. Those options are long gone to me now, but students can do way more than they know they can.
Thanks for liking my work, and Cobourg is better than Oshawa any day of the week!
The last of my travel sketches… I started writing comics after this point. Both from Oshawa.
Near the last of the haul from my parents’ basement. Some hidden treasures.
The biggest shock was to find out I had a copy of Storeyville by franksantoro. I remember buying it, but I literally hadn’t seen it in about 18 years.
I found the zine of Shrimpy and Paul, by Marc Bell. I don’t always find his work easy to read, but I love it when I can settle into it. He’s got a unique vision.
The two colour books are by Brian Ralph and Fort Thunder, the comics collective from Rhode Island in the 90’s. Ralph has a super confident style, and the covers did make the books irresistible.
Toronto has had a monthly Comic Jam for near 20 years, and I loved going out to it in my 20’s. It was a way for comic artists to meet each other, and sometimes bigger names came out, like the month shown where Jay Stephens came out. I remember J. Bone killing it on a regular basis. Half of plierpants, who I met in Toronto a few weeks back, attended a bunch that I did, though we didn’t remember each other from the time (probably for the better, as I was a bit of a dick back then).
marcngui used to put out zines, and they were always high quality. Even as a young artist, he managed great refinement in his line work. I was very jealous.
My only copy of johnporcellino's King Cat. Flipping through it, there is a letter by fielder.
So much good stuff comes out forever. I was able to keep up with it for a few years, but it’s almost impossible to keep up with it all once the job and marriage comes around. Still, good memories here.
A few more old comics. All of these are from the late 90’s.
Another from the basement. Never printed, I had forgotten I did this.
Parkdale is a kind of sketchy neighborhood in T.O.
Cleaning the basement, haven’t seen my uni class work in 18 years. Looks like someone else did it.
There was a big beach festival in Cobourg yesterday. Watched the Lego Movie on the beach on an inflatable screen.
I do really rough sketches to try to get things blocked out, then try again, cleanly, but the finished drawings are often a little stiff.
Dudes at the Oshawa Town Centre. There are a lot of big dudes in t-shirts and shorts. Next time, more of them.
Lake Ontario from Whitby
1. Raiding my parents basement for books. I want to take it all, but it’s expensive. (Note, these are all books I haven’t brought to Japan, so my parents have kept them for 11 years so far.)
2. Books. Binky Brown in particular, I want to reread.
3. Some floppies, lots of Canadian content (not all of those).
4. blab, both the big and small size. Amazing graphic design in those.
5. Some Ed Brubaker written and drawn comics, before he became the guy who wrote the story that became the base of the best super hero movie out there.
6. SPX books. These always made me want to create.
7. Drawn & Quarterlys. Really great quality books.
8. More floppies. I had fun when I could almost get a book weekly.
9. Weirdos. A lot of these books were either cover price or less 15 years after print. Crazy.
Any you want to see the inside of?
Comics and art by Ian M.
I've been living abroad in Japan long enough for the novelty to wear off, and for the day to day reality of things to set in.
I occasionally self-publish a comic-zine called Square.
Contact: squarecomix at gmail dot com