Hi everybooty, I’m still on the road. Went to Seattle for Emerald City Comicon and then down to Portland for hanging out and getting a head cold. I’m fairly certain I’ve been an effective vessel for this ruinous disease and will be rewarded well by our tiny masters when they command the Pacific Northwest.
Maybe you’ve got this spring crud and need a good book to help weather it? Maybe you’re perfectly healthy and just need a good book? Go check out the book review (in comic form!) I did for the Unshelved dudes.
This morning I read that the Cyber Intelligence Sharing and Protection Act (CISPA) had been re-introduced. I hope you’ll take a moment to read a bit about CISPA and think deeply about the level of access you want the government to have to your private communications.
If there’s only one organization you give to this year, please consider the EFF, they’re way out on a distant front, fighting to protect your freedom, privacy, and access from two of our worst enemies, greed and stupidity.
Anyone who holds a keyboard has access to great power, go do wonderful things with it.
So there’s this thing called Hourly Comics Day. It’s a great idea, for each hour of the day you draw a little comic. I love it. I also suck at it.
I spent all day Friday taking notes and thinking about what I wanted to draw. I came up with a few sketches throughout the day and hoped to whip them into something presentable after things wound down at the gallery show (we’re exhibiting some of Lee Post‘s work this month).
I totally failed.
I came back to it for a bit on Saturday, pecked at it on Sunday, and finally wrapped it all up this morning.
It took me three extra days to complete and every moment (ok.. not every moment) was filled with frustration.. but you know what? Sometimes art is frustration.
It’s frustration and frustration and frustration and then.. maybe… if you’re lucky… a glorious breakthrough.
When I visited England last fall, we were traveling at an incredible pace and I had only a few tiny moments to myself.
During one brief hiccup in time, I managed to slip away to Kensington Gardens where the Peter Pan statue lives among the trees and ducks. I’ve always loved Peter Pan, more so after meeting and studying with Stewart Stern.
I just had enough time to do some cursory sketches, snap a few photos and breathe the air. When I returned to Juneau, I completed this illustration.
If you like it, I have a few limited prints available in our gallery and online store. Here are some of my sketches…