709. She-Hulk


A few weeks ago, Marvel’s new Hulk #1 came out. It features Jen Walters, sans “She-“. It’s supposed to be about her being a more “traditional” Hulk, rampaging & the whatnot. I wouldn’t know, because nothing happens in the first issue. Well, a lot of tonal whiplash happens. But nothing else, story or plot-wise, with a poor representation of character or drama. I won’t be picking up a second issue. Truly disappointing. There’s a lot of potential in the setup, but nothing to hang my hat on.

So that said, I did something a little different with this sketch.

Below is a link to a video I put together of the process of creating this sketch. I think this is something I’m gonna do once in a while. I enjoyed doing this and putting this together. I hope you enjoy watching it. Marvel at 2 hours of work compressed to 6 minutes!

Watch the video here!

708. Bizarro Flash

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First digital sketch I’ve done in over a month. Almost forgot how. It’s arguable that I did.

704. Sinestro


Who would ever suspect that a man named “Sinestro” with access to unlimited power would turn evil?

703


Today is just another day, and quite frankly, thank God. Last night, I actually thought about future stuff. I have a theme month in store that I’m really excited to share, but it’s way too early to mention. I even thought about doing a show or two, maybe even as early as February. Stay tuned.

I’m still here.

702


Yesterday’s blog post was written a week ago, in a slightly better frame of mind than I have been in the last few days. But that has improved, ever so slightly. In the days after I wrote the text, I fell so hard and so deeply, that I was 100% sure I was going to commit suicide over the holiday weekend.

Not a joke, not an exaggeration.

Then my friend Carrie – literally the only living human being who wanted to spend time with me for the holiday – invited me to her home.

Carrie literally saved my life this weekend. I’ll never be able to thank her enough for her acts of kindness and love. When everyone I know rejected and ignored me, she offered her hospitality when I needed it most, at the lowest point I’ve ever been.

So today, back home. I feel better off, and closer to the intent of what I wrote for yesterday.

Thank you, Carrie. From the bottom of my black, dead heart. Thank you for everything.

It came with a cost, though. I watched ROGUE ONE. It’s literally the first Star Wars movie I’ve watched in 18 years. It’s the 1st Star Wars movie I’ve enjoyed in 20. Seriously, I thought it was kind of great. And I do not ever give a damn about a Star War.

This is just a random sketch.

701


It’s a brand new year. And I’m welcoming it.

2016 was rough. Hell, the last few have been rough. I’ve been down to the bottom of my depths this year and completely enveloped in darkness and sadness. My depression and anxiety has overcome me totally and made it so hard to live. And I hate it. I hate it so much. I’ve never thought about suicide so much in my life than the past year and a half, and I do not want to. I am cynical, I am sarcastic, but there’s a line between that and being negative and spiralling out of control. I am tired of that. I need to make drastic, positive changes in my life. I need to be the better man, the better artist that I have promised others I could be. But I’m no longer doing that for them. This is for me. This is necessary.

The future for the overall world does not look bright, and it could be so easy to just sink into it as the world spins out of control and heads to potentially the darkest days we’ve seen in my own lifetime. It’s just one more thing.

But I’m not going to let it take me. I need to learn to fight again. I’ve been kicked for so long, so consistently for my entire life, my entire self is a giant flinch. I’m not going to flinch anymore. I’m going to kick back.

I am going to continue to be angry and sad and cynical. This will not change overnight. But I am not going to give in easily to those parts of me. I will use them to make positive change. I will use them to bring more light into my own world, and I hope, in passing, to the rest of the world too.

I’ll stumble. I’ll fall. I’ll pick myself up. But. But. I’m also going to need help. I’m not strong enough yet. Don’t think of me as weak, though. But please don’t turn your back on me. I’m not done.

I’m still here.

700. Shaft


…aaaaaand done. Rob Liefeld Month comes to an end, Jason Young Month also comes to an end, as does the year 2016. You know I always love an archer, but what little OCD I have insists that they have strings on their bows. Sorry for going off-model.

So this was fun, and a little weird. I’m kind of unsure how to proceed with my life now. I feel like Rob Liefeld characters are now a deeper part of me. Also, I would totally draw a Rob Liefeld team comic.