Under a pile of Bristol
So I've been busting a move lately trying to make sure to get all this work out. Besides my 2 day jobs (one of Graphic Design/Print Jobber and another managing a Paint and Body Shop) I have been up to my neck in shit. Ive been trying to do about a page a day, be it VIGIL, Oscar Smith graphic Novel, or other projects Ive had curbed. Its harsh. Mostly because I can get maybe an hour here and there, and then have to run around like fucking maniac because other shit comes up, like a file for the printers or mixing a color for a car, or some shit. But Ive been able to do it, for the last day or so. Ive been meaning to post these, but its not exactly easy to do, when your Internet has been acting like a Tourets patient on coke. Some pages maybe up soon.
Been messing with Photography in my sequential work, mostly in VIGIL. (Though Oscar Smith features art from photography Ive taken around Miami.) The real mother is making it work with the drawing and vice versa. I dont want it to seem cut and paste, but I dont want to be too graphical. The best example of work like this Ive seen is what Jamie Hewletts done in certain Gorillaz illustrations Ive seen. So I have to mess around here and there to get it right.
Another thing Ive been working on is advertisement on my work. A lot of time you can sit there, bitching and moaning of why the world isnt beating at your doorstep because how great your ideas are, and how you such a bad ass and all that other shit; truth is, you can have the greatest ideas in the world. Hell, you can have the plans to build the fucking flying car; dont matter until you build on right? Fuck yeah, Im right!
So you got to get yourself, out there. Not in the annoying whorish way, but in the subtle, hey isnt that cool way. So Ive been on Message board, and different sites to get the words out. Pain in the ass, but you got to do it.
Also have various writing projects Im working on, getting it together getting artist. I want to do like a 10 page short on each one and then from there, start hitting each publisher out there trying to get an audience. You Ive done that whatever isnt taken (and it should be none, because my ideas are fabulous, bitches!) then Ill go about, maybe, just maybe publishing them myself. If I have the money. And Im not living in a cardboard box (which will somehow still have DSL)
The Vigil Message board is another one too.
Back in the day, when I would pick up a one of those crazy-ass funny books in the market or VD Daltons or whatever, I remember finding in the back, nestled as shitty filler, the letter's column of said book. Now mind at times, it was either Heathcliff, or Master of the Universe comics I was reading, and the letter pages would sound like brain damaged orangutan hooked to an electrified. So I decided to put together a Letter page for folks to critique VIGIL and write in and tell me; HOW DO I MAKE THIS BETTER? WHAT DO YOU LIKE? WHAT DO YOU THINK SUCKS?
I need it.
Today's Coffee
Count them 2, two! Venti 4 Splenda coffees. My heart should be hurting. But its not! Its not even beating! Ha-Haoh shit.
So I've been busting a move lately trying to make sure to get all this work out. Besides my 2 day jobs (one of Graphic Design/Print Jobber and another managing a Paint and Body Shop) I have been up to my neck in shit. Ive been trying to do about a page a day, be it VIGIL, Oscar Smith graphic Novel, or other projects Ive had curbed. Its harsh. Mostly because I can get maybe an hour here and there, and then have to run around like fucking maniac because other shit comes up, like a file for the printers or mixing a color for a car, or some shit. But Ive been able to do it, for the last day or so. Ive been meaning to post these, but its not exactly easy to do, when your Internet has been acting like a Tourets patient on coke. Some pages maybe up soon.
Been messing with Photography in my sequential work, mostly in VIGIL. (Though Oscar Smith features art from photography Ive taken around Miami.) The real mother is making it work with the drawing and vice versa. I dont want it to seem cut and paste, but I dont want to be too graphical. The best example of work like this Ive seen is what Jamie Hewletts done in certain Gorillaz illustrations Ive seen. So I have to mess around here and there to get it right.
Another thing Ive been working on is advertisement on my work. A lot of time you can sit there, bitching and moaning of why the world isnt beating at your doorstep because how great your ideas are, and how you such a bad ass and all that other shit; truth is, you can have the greatest ideas in the world. Hell, you can have the plans to build the fucking flying car; dont matter until you build on right? Fuck yeah, Im right!
So you got to get yourself, out there. Not in the annoying whorish way, but in the subtle, hey isnt that cool way. So Ive been on Message board, and different sites to get the words out. Pain in the ass, but you got to do it.
Also have various writing projects Im working on, getting it together getting artist. I want to do like a 10 page short on each one and then from there, start hitting each publisher out there trying to get an audience. You Ive done that whatever isnt taken (and it should be none, because my ideas are fabulous, bitches!) then Ill go about, maybe, just maybe publishing them myself. If I have the money. And Im not living in a cardboard box (which will somehow still have DSL)
The Vigil Message board is another one too.
Back in the day, when I would pick up a one of those crazy-ass funny books in the market or VD Daltons or whatever, I remember finding in the back, nestled as shitty filler, the letter's column of said book. Now mind at times, it was either Heathcliff, or Master of the Universe comics I was reading, and the letter pages would sound like brain damaged orangutan hooked to an electrified. So I decided to put together a Letter page for folks to critique VIGIL and write in and tell me; HOW DO I MAKE THIS BETTER? WHAT DO YOU LIKE? WHAT DO YOU THINK SUCKS?
I need it.
Today's Coffee
Count them 2, two! Venti 4 Splenda coffees. My heart should be hurting. But its not! Its not even beating! Ha-Haoh shit.