Work in progress

It`s probably a little bit too early to tell anything, but I think I have found someone to do art for one of my comic book projects. So currently I`m stuck, surrounded by a stack of papers, notes, pens, pencils, rulers and other things working on the thumbs for the script so that he can get into "my head" easier and draw it the way I want it to be drawn.

Will something work out of it? Maybe, maybe not. Maybe he`ll drop the work and abandon me with an unfinished story, maybe it`ll suck, maybe it`ll be good but not good enough for printing. But there`s also a possibility that it`ll be good enough and that it catches on enough to finish the entire seven issue run and have it released as a trade.
Or maybe as a graphic novel straight away without playing around with monthly issues? Who knows. I don`t, not yet anyway.

Still, the 158 pages of script need to be presented in the form of thumbs before anything can really happen. So I guess it`s back to work for me. And let`s hope for the best.

DeviantArt

Decided to upload some of my old short comics to my deviantart site. Both are very short, two and three pages respectively.

First one is Toilet Story, my oldest existing comic, or rather oldest existing comic that I`m willing to show online. Don`t be scared by the title, it`s nothing perverted (I`ll warn you if I`ll be putting something like THAT). Entirely black & white and bascically wordless, unless you count sound effects as words. This was basically a test if I can make a short, traditional comic book, first pencils, then ink (or "ink", since I used a black marker to fill the large black spaces. By now this black marker turned purple despite keeping the pages in a drawer).

Toilet Story Page 1 Page 2

Second comic is longer, and it also includes colors. Made in quite possibly 2003 (might have been 2002 or 2004), it was planned as a beginning of longer series of short stories but I never got around to do any more of them. The idea was to use very old jokes, stories from legends/fables (mostly polish ones) plus my own writings to write about a small town placed at the end of the world. The title was going to be explained in second episode, where the sheepherder was camping with two angels, and while eating roast sausages, they explained to him that end of the world will most likely happen after he dies.
Sadly, the concept died pretty quick as I was unable at that point to finish the pages, they were drawn without any panel frames or word baloons and I was going to add them later after scanning, but unfortunately I didn`t have a working scanner for a while.

The Town At The End Of The World #1 Page 1 Page 2 Page 3

Changes all around me

I`ve been out of the net for almost exactly half year. During that time a lot of things have changed, some more, some less.
The day I return I find out that my favourite board is dead for good. It was dying already, basically just a rotting carcass of it`s previous self with not more than few posts a day. There used to be hundreds of posts while the place was alive, but suddenly more and more people drifted away, until finally there was left a small group of observers who waited for something to happen but didn`t post by themselves, unless to comment on a previous post. Oh well, things like that happen.

Same with software. New versions of favourite applications irritate me, some changes make it hard to work or at least confuse me. Took me a few days to stop clicking on the wrong end of the screen to open a new tab in Opera.

And of course people change too. Recently I lost a friend. He was a very nice guy who had some personal problems and always asked me for help. This help was very simple, just listening what he had to say, letting him pour his life difficulties through the Trillian window, share his guitar recordings with me (he used to make cool western themes covers). Not really much but I guess that was what he needed. Unfortunately half year ago I lost net, and of course I lost contact with him.
Once I returned, I sent him a message, he replied about half day later, and one of the things he said was that he`s now a born again christian. Or rather Born Again Christian, as he spelled it. We got into a short debate, as my views are a bit on the side of seeing religious text as mythology. I don`t see any difference between christianity or ancient greece beliefs. This of course angered him, and he started shouting at me and for the next two day throwing random (or so it seems) bible quotes at me. At this point I stopped responding. Still makes me sad he took this turn but if it makes him happy, good for him.
Don`t think we could continue our friendship seeing that half of my interests are often conflicting with organized religions. Oh well.

There are positive changes too of course. Finally I decided to do something and mark my presence in the world, with my music (various musical projects, none of which so far released), writing (mostly interested in comics & graphic novels) and digital art (can`t say I`m the greatest here but I`m working on it).

So watch out the world, here I come, or rather try to climb on the first step on the stairs to memories of future generations (if there will be any, who says we won`t wipe out ourselves in the next few decades).

In the beginning...

...there was nothing, just an empty page wanting to be filled. A void of creation, a lack of inspiration. And then I moved my fingers over the keyboard and let the words flow, as I always do when I write something. Probably why I always had problems with various school assignment, they either were too short or quickly wandered off topic.

There`s no topic here, just a bunch of ramblings to start a blog, to make the first mark on the empty (and as such entirely nonexistent) blog. Just me, my keyboard and words... And no one reading it, most likely :)