Bloody
Today’s Drawing Day, you gang. I pulled out a random Pictionary card to get started. Tourniquet. There you go. Ink on graph papers.
An advert for an unstarted comick from years and years ago. I wrote a far more disturbing take on Falling Down and was going to make a comick out of it, but this was as far as I got. I have the story around here someplace. It was pretty gross if I recall correctly. Just an excuse to draw a bunch of disturbing shit.
This started as a little pencil sketch for an autobiographical comick I’m working on. I was just gonna ink it up in Flash and got caught up in the idea of a blood storm. I had to stop myself. Believe me, 10 frames is all you want of this.
8:33
So today’s the day. 24 comic pages in 24 hours. Shit I haven’t done 24 pages this year. About to get started. Just having a little breakfasts. Bananas and donuts. Coffees. Should have got some cocaine. Oh, well. There’s always next year. I’ll be updating pretty regularly. My drawing desk is right next to the computer. Check back throughout the day and night and I’ll be here.
8:40
Ah, coffee. You are probably gonna be my best friend today. I got my iPod all charged up. That’s gonna really be the deciding factor as to where this story goes today. I’m gonna set that junk to shuffle and let it go. So whether it chooses some Mastodon or some Martin Denny, that’s gonna influence what gets sent to my brain and down through my drawing paw.
8:51
Oh, shittily-drawn black Jesus: give me strength and inspiration and the power to vanquish my enemies.
9:00
And we’re off. The random Pictionary word is allergy. Song #1 on the iPod: I put A Spell On You by CCR. Go!
9:33
Page 1 finished. I guess I overestimated how long pages were going to take so I didn’t do backgrounds on this one. Now I know.
Doing a weirder layout with the next page:
10:19
Page 2 done. I’m making good time and I generally have a good idea where this is going.
What comes next? Can you figure it out?
Yep. Jesus. Don’t act like you’re surprised.
10:56
Page 3!
Now the excitement really begins.
Dude. I’m just as confused as you are.
11:46
Page 4:
12:45
Page 5. I wish I didn’t decide on having a character slowly have his skin come off. Very time-consuming work drawing that.
I’m about an hour ahead of schedule now. Lunch break.
2:08
Page 6.
3:21
Page 7.
Now what? I don’t know. We’ll see. Oh wait, you want it to get weird. Okie doke.
3:57
Page Eight!
4:39
Page 9. And yes, this page is pretty lazy artistically. Probably gonna concentrate more on the writing of this thing so I don’t ruin my hand. I got a crapload still left to do.
It’s official: I have gross old man hands:
5:22
Page 10! Stick with it. This page has a point. Kinda. Maybe. We’ll see.
6:24
Page 11. All of this talking is going to lead to some action. Probably. My hand is officially ruined after this point. Oh well. Fuck it. I gots a comic to draw.
7:25
Page 12. Halfway home! If you don’t see where this is going, I’m more clever than I thought. If you do see where this is going, I’m sorry.
8:24
Page 13. Yeah!
Snack Time!
Carrots. Good for your eyes. Anybody know what kind of food’s good for sore hands and backs?
9:28
Page 14.
Yes. I have crossed a line. That line was lame to begin with so I showed it who’s boss. By having a dude in this comic eat dicks. But they were gonna rape him so it’s okay?
10:26
Page 15. Something’s not quite right?
11:28
Page 16
Probably the hardest on to do so far. My hand is killing me. I was seriously thinking about stopping for a minute there. I took a break and jumped back in. Not sure if I have 8 more in me. I’ll try my best.