If Jimmy Corrigan is the world’s smartest boy, why did he die and become the physical manifestation of God’s wrath?
1177. The Spectre
1175
Nipple. Drawn at a psychiatric clinic waiting room. I’m fine.
1172
I wanted to sketch a black version of The Spirit. Ebony all grown up? I dunno. I feel super racist now.
1171. Ghost Rider
Here’s a Phil Healy remnant. Rather, my best interpretation of it. Here’s the actual text request:
“Danny Ketch Ghost Rider Penance stare. Ghost Rider’s face taking up most of the image staring into your eyes (Another 4th wall breaker. Sorry.) I’m interested how hallucinogenic it could get. It’s a hook into what makes you feel “guilty”. This is a bit up in the air, but, I don’t know, I always thought that was a fun concept that was nicely loose for interpretation.”
I tried.
1170. What, Me Worry?
And so Phil Healy week draws to a close. This was Phil’s last request, a Phil-in for his rejected list. It was also the one where I said to myself “Yes! This one will be awesome, fun, and easy to draw!”
But, I had never drawn Alfred E. Neuman before.
Motherfucker is deceptively hard to draw. I’m… okay… with how it turned out, though.
The Sylvester P. Smythe joke is all me, a last minute addition. It made me laugh, and when I wrote it out, I realized I am probably the only person in the world that would get it.
