A Night At The Opera

I’m almost done with this comic, so here’s some scans instead of cellphone pics. This comic, A Night at The Opera, is about a lonely woman who briefly gets mixed up with a couple of sad sacks at the V.F.W.

India ink, crowquill, brush, and watercolor on 6 inch diameter discs of handmade paper, contained in an old popcorn tin.

“Loneliness is such a drag.”--Jimi Hendrix

The Beerfoot Servants

The Beerfoot Servants, india ink and watercolor on handmade paper contained in a cereal box that's been painted with exterior housepaint and decorated with an ink drawing.I’ll have these originals for sale next week at the Chicago Zine Fest. If you're in Chicago next weekend, drop by and say hello! I approach story telling/comic making in different ways, depending on the comic. Sometimes you know the beginning and the end, and you just figure out how to get there. This is a “just making shit up as I go along” comic. Sometimes you draw someone, and let them tell you what the story is, like “This guy looks like a roadie that would fall asleep at the wheel for 17 miles while dreaming about a roast beef sandwich.” I'm not sure where this is going next. At some point, somebody will remember what the guitarist looked like.

Birdbrain

I turned the Birdbrain accordion cassette mini comic into a 5.5 inch x 8.5 inch mini comic.
The Bastid Formerly Known As Bart Yates.

The Reverend Bart Yates, Iowa Secret Conviviality Society member in good standing, gave me some short stories to work with, and I condensed them down to mini comics. The first one was the “Fart in Church” comic. This one is about an extinct Iowa town that became the model for a town in Leonardo Dementia The Third Hill North of Town

Beyond Here There Be Dragoons

70 years of goddamn nuclear weapons...

Watercolor, Pen & ink on handmade paper, about 8 cm x 11 cm for each image, contained in a small gift box with a velcro closure, decorated with white exterior house paint and india ink.