He can’t dance anymore. Hell, he could never dance to begin with. But he can wear Hawaiian shirts, and go to comic-cons, and draw some neat-o stuff, like those new keen-o-riffic entries in the gallery (b&w and color pics at your service). I think I’ve come to the point where I’m going to abandon the computer based art for a while. Perhaps for a very long while. Some of it has to do with meeting the amiable Stanlee Houston who I’d never heard of, but found his work to rather interesting, both stylistically and technically. He uses instruments of illustration that I left behind when I ditched the school thing. Instruments that are easy and fun to use, and make things look pretty. Just some lines here and some color there, and you’ve got yourself a rather nice little piece. Of course my water colors are buried somewhere in a sweltering storage shed, and probably aren’t any good due to the hot and cold extremes that they’ve been subjected to, so I just busted out the inks instead and did a little work with quills and brushes. Considering it took me very little time, I think it might be my new bag. Baby. For a while anyway. And that encompasses Pulp Heroes as well. I realized that I was spending far too much time on individual comics due to my wanna-be perfectionist approach to it, and trying to emulate inking and coloring styles of other comics. Trying, not to my liking, and trying some more. Until I realized that just maybe there’s a better way to do all this. The computer is nice to sketch on and all, but it kind of becomes a crutch in the actual learning process since you can undo and remove everything that you do, and can spend so much time repeating one part when you could have been finished hours ago. So it’s time to work with something more permanent, more tangible, something I can make mistakes with, learn from and move forward. Have to take this art thing seriously at some point. But never too seriously.

-sullivan