reyyy (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} reyyy) wrote,@ 2008-04-10 05:18:00 |
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seriousrey
Sharknife Double Z has LOS FOKOS back on for tones, officially. We only just started toning pages. I still have a shit ass fuck load of pages to draw, to be honest. I don't know how I feel about a San Diego release for the book... Honestly, skipping that con this year wouldn't be a tragedy. I got Mal coming to Seattle this month, and Liz in Portland next month. And I just saw Becky & Vasilis in SF. SD has little beyond that to offer me, if Sharknife isn't done. And about it being done; I am totally letting myself breathe right now. I don't know why art living and life can be so hard, but it happens. Taking on too much work is a factor, and then when that all builds up, it's hard to even find STROKE ONE.
Plus, I just got word that one of my favorite cons, the Vancouver Comics & Stories con (hosted by Leanord Wong) will be in late August... If I end up missing solicits for July, then August would probably be the new Double Z target release. I think having my own personal debut for the book at a low-key convention sounds chill and pleasant.
But, It's my personal artistic kung-fu training to attempt to finish this whole thing in time for the big con. I am not abandoning that flame of hope. Just pointing out the shit variables.
I don't know why I talk about all this. I have been bugged lately about my inability to be completely on top of my shit. Sharing is caring.
Still working on commissions. Aka: Being a good person. I promise I'll send those all out soon, between daily miracles of making two Sharknife pages a day happen.
I'm now discovering what it is I want to display and say in comics. Something I didn't think about before I made two graphic novels and splashed into this industry (See: It was Pure Instinct). That pesky detail has derailed me somewhat these last couple years... And I must admit, the decided 50/50 skepticism of my content, and how much it really matters. How good are good drawings without solid plot? Perhaps after this next round of pure energy fight comics, I'll bend things out to the level my standards are now demanding of me.
Blind-siding comics from out of nowhere and poofing without a trace was the main appeal of making comics for me, initially. Now that people are actually looking to me for exciting new content, I'm like "whoa". I actually have to think about this.
That could be a mistake. Maybe I shouldn't be so thoughtful. That is not how THE REY acts, is it?? I am pure energy. I should just ride my energy forever. Well, I have to tell you, along with my energy, I have a heavy conscience. It tells me to be better, constantly. But whining isn't attractive.
Lately I have an inclination to create new artistic monikers for myself for each project, just so it seems like someone new is emerging with all these stories each time they come out. I enjoy the theatrics. I theorize that sometimes to make truly groundbreaking comics, you have to be a character yourself.
I reckon I'll stop struggling and let this lifestyle take me to wherever it is I'm destined to go.
Just have to draw comics more. It's as simple as the Nike Swoosh.
Here's some shoes for more shirt action coming soon:
This is serious. I want my own version of artistic success, unlike what my good friends enjoy. I want to want it more than just desiring it, or mimic it. It has to be it's own thing. I don't want my life to be something I do when not drawing. I want it all to stream flow together.
Anyway, right now this success is personified in a 2-years overdue action comic sequel of my first published book ever.
Sharknife Double Z preview pages and probably a look at the cover soon, as the team is now back on it.
/seriousrey
Sharknife Double Z has LOS FOKOS back on for tones, officially. We only just started toning pages. I still have a shit ass fuck load of pages to draw, to be honest. I don't know how I feel about a San Diego release for the book... Honestly, skipping that con this year wouldn't be a tragedy. I got Mal coming to Seattle this month, and Liz in Portland next month. And I just saw Becky & Vasilis in SF. SD has little beyond that to offer me, if Sharknife isn't done. And about it being done; I am totally letting myself breathe right now. I don't know why art living and life can be so hard, but it happens. Taking on too much work is a factor, and then when that all builds up, it's hard to even find STROKE ONE.
Plus, I just got word that one of my favorite cons, the Vancouver Comics & Stories con (hosted by Leanord Wong) will be in late August... If I end up missing solicits for July, then August would probably be the new Double Z target release. I think having my own personal debut for the book at a low-key convention sounds chill and pleasant.
But, It's my personal artistic kung-fu training to attempt to finish this whole thing in time for the big con. I am not abandoning that flame of hope. Just pointing out the shit variables.
I don't know why I talk about all this. I have been bugged lately about my inability to be completely on top of my shit. Sharing is caring.
Still working on commissions. Aka: Being a good person. I promise I'll send those all out soon, between daily miracles of making two Sharknife pages a day happen.
I'm now discovering what it is I want to display and say in comics. Something I didn't think about before I made two graphic novels and splashed into this industry (See: It was Pure Instinct). That pesky detail has derailed me somewhat these last couple years... And I must admit, the decided 50/50 skepticism of my content, and how much it really matters. How good are good drawings without solid plot? Perhaps after this next round of pure energy fight comics, I'll bend things out to the level my standards are now demanding of me.
Blind-siding comics from out of nowhere and poofing without a trace was the main appeal of making comics for me, initially. Now that people are actually looking to me for exciting new content, I'm like "whoa". I actually have to think about this.
That could be a mistake. Maybe I shouldn't be so thoughtful. That is not how THE REY acts, is it?? I am pure energy. I should just ride my energy forever. Well, I have to tell you, along with my energy, I have a heavy conscience. It tells me to be better, constantly. But whining isn't attractive.
Lately I have an inclination to create new artistic monikers for myself for each project, just so it seems like someone new is emerging with all these stories each time they come out. I enjoy the theatrics. I theorize that sometimes to make truly groundbreaking comics, you have to be a character yourself.
I reckon I'll stop struggling and let this lifestyle take me to wherever it is I'm destined to go.
Just have to draw comics more. It's as simple as the Nike Swoosh.
Here's some shoes for more shirt action coming soon:
This is serious. I want my own version of artistic success, unlike what my good friends enjoy. I want to want it more than just desiring it, or mimic it. It has to be it's own thing. I don't want my life to be something I do when not drawing. I want it all to stream flow together.
Anyway, right now this success is personified in a 2-years overdue action comic sequel of my first published book ever.
Sharknife Double Z preview pages and probably a look at the cover soon, as the team is now back on it.
/seriousrey
