This Is The Place…

Swamp Thing
I DID NOT WRITE THE BELOW POEM…I ONLY drew the above picture.

This is the place.

It breathes, it eats, and, at night, beneath a crawling ground fog with the luster of vaporized pearl, it dreams, dreams while tiny predators stage a nightmare ballet in sharp black grass. It is a living thing it has a soul, it has a face.

At night you can almost see it.

At night you can almost imagine what it might look like if the swamp were boiled down to its essence, and distilled into corporeal form; if all the muck, all the forgotten muskrat bones, and all the luscious decay would rise up and wade on two legs through the shallows; if the swamp had a spirit and that spirit walked like a man…

At night, you can almost imagine.

You can stare into those places where the evening has pooled beneath the distant trees, and glimpse an ambiguous shifting of the darkness, something large, large and slow, its movements solemn and inevitable, heavy with clotted, sodden weed that forms its flesh, its skeleton of tortured root creaks with each funereal pace, protesting at the damp and sullen weight, within their sockets its eyes float like blood-poppies in puddles of ink.

You can inhale through flared nostrils, drinking in its musk, green and pungent, there is the delicate scent of mosses and lichens adorning its flanks, there is the dry and acrid aftertaste of the pinmold that spreads across its shoulders, fanning out in a dull gray rash.

You can stand alone in the blind darkness and know that were you to raise your arm, reaching out to its full extremity, your fingernails would brush with something wet, something supple and resilient, something moving.

You shouldn’t have come here.

This is the place.

– Alan Moore, Saga of the Swamp Thing #1




You Guessed It…

IceLeopard woman2
Yet another mysterious island vixen…this time ICE THEMED. Mixed more of my style with the previous “straight laced” style gal I did

“You get paid to draw hot chicks all day.”

-My Boss to me

My reaction upon realizing that:



Mysterious Island Shamans!


Funny how my last post was titled “I know I’m getting lazy” and then never posted in over a month. Gotta live up to those post titles I guess. But to be honest I have not been lazy. In fact, I’ve been quite the opposite: NONLAZY.

I’ve gotten a lot of personal things done over the past month or so. As well as a lot of art. My proposed comic is coming along slowly but surely. Just inked 7 pages last week. I’m also going to create a board game for fun. I have everything written down and planned out. I can get some supplies and probably make the whole thing for under 10 bucks. Also…work has been quite fun. And I seen “The Wolverine” last night which was just great.

I had the privilege of throwing myself at a game that I know I’ll get sick of quickly. But I figured I needed the practice artwise. To summarize it’s a mysterious island/jungle type game. And of course as an attract game…you need an attractive woman as a top glass eye catcher. I first did one in my style with my type of women I usually. I went for a classic 50’s B movie feel with Betty Paige as a reference. That didn’t go over too well. And instead I went for a more realistic shaman approach. And that’s what we’ve decided on. So I give you my first proposal followed by what we’re getting. Now, the game itself is more of a proposal but there’s a 95% chance it’ll be made. And a 100% chance I’m doing all the art for this if it does get made. One things for certain in this exercise: I’ve gotten much better at drawing women.

The original look of our mysterious island seductress. And proof that I can’t really draw hands.
And what I ended up with after, like, 12 meetings. Bossman wanted very little value and shading in the proposed piece. He wanted it very “concepty” ,”sketchy”, “shamany” and “Less white girl”. These are the words we use.