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Great color match πŸ‘

05.03.2026 23:08 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

Got a few of those in my fridge! Delicious

05.03.2026 20:14 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

Post an iconic horror movie image

05.03.2026 14:34 πŸ‘ 5 πŸ” 1 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 1

As Zod is my witness, I will own that comic one day

05.03.2026 14:25 πŸ‘ 2 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0
Cover for World’s Finest #137. Title reads β€œA BAFFLING 2-PART ADVENTURE..
SUPERMAN'S SECRET MASTER!"

Batman and Robin are tied up in Luthor’s lab, while bald, suit-jacket-wearing Luthor grins at them from his place at a control panel. On a large tv screen, Superman is seen ripping open an armored car while stacks of money pour out. 

Batman says β€œSO THAT EXPLAINS SUPERMAN'S CRIMINAL ACTIONS!
HE'S BEEN CARRYING OUT LUTHOR'S ORDERS!”

Robin replies, β€œBUT, BATMAN, HOW DID HE GET INTO LUTHOR'S POWER?”

Cover for World’s Finest #137. Title reads β€œA BAFFLING 2-PART ADVENTURE.. SUPERMAN'S SECRET MASTER!" Batman and Robin are tied up in Luthor’s lab, while bald, suit-jacket-wearing Luthor grins at them from his place at a control panel. On a large tv screen, Superman is seen ripping open an armored car while stacks of money pour out. Batman says β€œSO THAT EXPLAINS SUPERMAN'S CRIMINAL ACTIONS! HE'S BEEN CARRYING OUT LUTHOR'S ORDERS!” Robin replies, β€œBUT, BATMAN, HOW DID HE GET INTO LUTHOR'S POWER?”

My earliest World’s Fjnest issues are silver age. Only one of them has the more old school look. Years ago I bought something else on eBay and the seller threw this in for free. Those were the days. (Also how I got a 4.5 copy of X-Men 94 πŸ€·β€β™‚οΈ)

05.03.2026 14:24 πŸ‘ 2 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

You should write them down. I mean, you’re probably busy with other things, but if you could find a time to put them down here and there as you recall them, I suspect that later on in life after those details have faded, you’ll be really glad you did.

05.03.2026 14:17 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0
Cover for world’s finest comics 68. On a beautiful day, a path winds through a grassy landscape. A skunk stands on the path, with stink lines coming off its tail. Superman, Batman, and Robin, all flee in terror.

Cover for world’s finest comics 68. On a beautiful day, a path winds through a grassy landscape. A skunk stands on the path, with stink lines coming off its tail. Superman, Batman, and Robin, all flee in terror.

Probably the champ cover of the run

05.03.2026 14:15 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0
Cover for world’s finest comics 66. Inside a cabin on a ship, water is rising. Robin holds an unconscious man above the water level. Batman, with headphones on tries to send a radio signal, and Superman leans against the door, trying to close it as more water rushes in. The entire scene is on an angle, as if the ship is listing to one side.

Cover for world’s finest comics 66. Inside a cabin on a ship, water is rising. Robin holds an unconscious man above the water level. Batman, with headphones on tries to send a radio signal, and Superman leans against the door, trying to close it as more water rushes in. The entire scene is on an angle, as if the ship is listing to one side.

I mean

05.03.2026 14:13 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0
Cover for a worldβ€˜s finest comics number 51. In a burning house, Superman holds up the collapsing ceiling while Batman and Robin carry an unconscious blonde woman in striped blouse and purple skirt down a blazing staircase.

Cover for a worldβ€˜s finest comics number 51. In a burning house, Superman holds up the collapsing ceiling while Batman and Robin carry an unconscious blonde woman in striped blouse and purple skirt down a blazing staircase.

Or this!

05.03.2026 14:11 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0
Cover for world’s finest comics number 37. On a yellow field, Batman, Robin, and Superman, all stand on each other’s shoulders in a repeating pattern that almost resembles gift wrap or wallpaper.

Cover for world’s finest comics number 37. On a yellow field, Batman, Robin, and Superman, all stand on each other’s shoulders in a repeating pattern that almost resembles gift wrap or wallpaper.

Like this one

05.03.2026 14:08 πŸ‘ 2 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 2 πŸ“Œ 0

Great cover for sure. If I had lottery money I would have a ball completing this run

05.03.2026 14:06 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

That’s a great story. So underhanded of your boss. Could easily be a Reeves and Mortimer sketch. It must have been hard going at the time, but you got a good anecdote out of it.

05.03.2026 13:51 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

I mean, you’re gonna say more about this, right?

05.03.2026 11:53 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

I forgot to mention a couple of surprises for me in the end credits - I didn’t recognize Jack Wild as the kid, but in hindsight it was obviously him. And I had no idea that Barbara Woodhouse trained performing dogs for tv. I’m sure it’s all covered in the dvd booklet, I should probably read it πŸ˜…

05.03.2026 04:49 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

Thank you for your service 🫑

04.03.2026 20:16 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0
Crude drawing of two anatomically similar figures squaring off to fight. On the left, Marvel supervillain MODOK floats above the ground. He is a gigantic hideous head with little arms coming out where his ears should be, and tiny dangling legs. He has a glowing square on the front of his headband. On the right, corporate mascot HEY KOOL AID stands. He is a human-sized pitcher with an angry face painted on. His tiny arms come out where his ears should be and his little legs are planted on the ground.

Crude drawing of two anatomically similar figures squaring off to fight. On the left, Marvel supervillain MODOK floats above the ground. He is a gigantic hideous head with little arms coming out where his ears should be, and tiny dangling legs. He has a glowing square on the front of his headband. On the right, corporate mascot HEY KOOL AID stands. He is a human-sized pitcher with an angry face painted on. His tiny arms come out where his ears should be and his little legs are planted on the ground.

Uncovered today: 20 year old note pad doodle of MODOK vs Hey Kool Aid. I’ve seen less promising corporate crossovers from Marvel
#comicsky #marvelcomics #modok #heykoolaid

04.03.2026 19:29 πŸ‘ 3 πŸ” 1 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

Excellent! Do you feel like the quality is comparable across them all? My wife liked A Court of Silver Flames best of that series.

04.03.2026 18:37 πŸ‘ 0 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

No worries! I appreciate the reply. My Mrs enjoyed the main series so this could be for her.

04.03.2026 17:13 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0
[From Wikipedia] Catbus (Japanese: ねこバス, Hepburn: Nekobasu) is a fictional character in the Studio Ghibli film My Neighbor Totoro, directed by Hayao Miyazaki. It is a large, grinning, twelve-legged cat with a large bushy tail and a hollow body that serves as a bus, with windows and seats covered with fur.

Here we see Catbus with a manic expression on their face as they zoom out of the sky and across the landscape leaving behind a Catbus-colored (tan and brown striped) streaking trail of jagged letters reading β€˜Maybe it will happen today’.

[From Wikipedia] Catbus (Japanese: ねこバス, Hepburn: Nekobasu) is a fictional character in the Studio Ghibli film My Neighbor Totoro, directed by Hayao Miyazaki. It is a large, grinning, twelve-legged cat with a large bushy tail and a hollow body that serves as a bus, with windows and seats covered with fur. Here we see Catbus with a manic expression on their face as they zoom out of the sky and across the landscape leaving behind a Catbus-colored (tan and brown striped) streaking trail of jagged letters reading β€˜Maybe it will happen today’.

04.03.2026 14:03 πŸ‘ 657 πŸ” 174 πŸ’¬ 7 πŸ“Œ 7

I did buy the whole Simonson Manhunter run in the early 1990s. I love having them! Many are squarebounds loaded with great reprints

04.03.2026 15:16 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

What a stupid question. Of course he can’t. It’s ridiculous to even entertain the notion. Good grief.

04.03.2026 14:53 πŸ‘ 0 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0
TUESDAY 12 FEBRUARY
Despite spending more than twelve hours in the studio the day before, the group had to be up bright and early for a photo shoot for weekly Teen magazine Valentine. They arrived late at the magazine's offices in Farringdon Street. At nine o'clock they took a taxi to the University of London Union in Malet Street with photographer Derek Berwin. He took photos of the group in the University's swimming pool. After shots of them on the diving board were taken, they all took the plunge - except Ringo, who couldn't swim. Also featured were Valentine staffers, Valerie Bridgestock,
'Davy' and 'Clancy T. Smith' - the latter two pseudonyms. Sid Hayden, who was 'Davy, recalled the day. I'm holding a beach ball in one of the shots, while Valerie was wearing a swimming cap and holding a rubber ring. Like Ringo, I was also a non-swimmer. After the shoot I recall seeing them outside waiting to hail a taxi and nobody knew who they were. Every time we featured the Beatles in the magazine, sales went up. Shortly after 11am, Berwin drove the group to London Airport in his Volkswagen Beetle. They boarded flight number STW134 arriving in Liverpool in the early afternoon. There was little respite as they then had to make the hour-long drive to Oldham for the regular Tuesday 'Teenbeat Special' at the Astoria Ballroom at the intersection of King Street and Union Street.
A two thousand-strong crowd, many of whom had waited for over two hours, snaked down the road towards the Duke of Wellington pub, blocking the pavement. Police called in reinforcements after fans pushed down a steel guard rail at the Star Inn crossing, spilling dozens into the road junction and holding up traffic. They asked the management to open the doors early because of the mass outside. Fifteen-year-old apprentice fitter John Williams was on his way home from Platt Brothers on the bus and saw people already queuing. I dashed home, got changed and rushed back to the Astoria as quickly as I could. By t…

TUESDAY 12 FEBRUARY Despite spending more than twelve hours in the studio the day before, the group had to be up bright and early for a photo shoot for weekly Teen magazine Valentine. They arrived late at the magazine's offices in Farringdon Street. At nine o'clock they took a taxi to the University of London Union in Malet Street with photographer Derek Berwin. He took photos of the group in the University's swimming pool. After shots of them on the diving board were taken, they all took the plunge - except Ringo, who couldn't swim. Also featured were Valentine staffers, Valerie Bridgestock, 'Davy' and 'Clancy T. Smith' - the latter two pseudonyms. Sid Hayden, who was 'Davy, recalled the day. I'm holding a beach ball in one of the shots, while Valerie was wearing a swimming cap and holding a rubber ring. Like Ringo, I was also a non-swimmer. After the shoot I recall seeing them outside waiting to hail a taxi and nobody knew who they were. Every time we featured the Beatles in the magazine, sales went up. Shortly after 11am, Berwin drove the group to London Airport in his Volkswagen Beetle. They boarded flight number STW134 arriving in Liverpool in the early afternoon. There was little respite as they then had to make the hour-long drive to Oldham for the regular Tuesday 'Teenbeat Special' at the Astoria Ballroom at the intersection of King Street and Union Street. A two thousand-strong crowd, many of whom had waited for over two hours, snaked down the road towards the Duke of Wellington pub, blocking the pavement. Police called in reinforcements after fans pushed down a steel guard rail at the Star Inn crossing, spilling dozens into the road junction and holding up traffic. They asked the management to open the doors early because of the mass outside. Fifteen-year-old apprentice fitter John Williams was on his way home from Platt Brothers on the bus and saw people already queuing. I dashed home, got changed and rushed back to the Astoria as quickly as I could. By t…

meet his children. Following the performance, he drove his Vauxhall Victor estate up to the side door. The group made a dash for it and McCann drove them to his house in Windsor Road. Neil Aspinall followed in the van, tossing promotional post cards out of the window as he went. Fans eagerly picked them up. When the group walked into the McCann's front room, they found a spread of tea and sandwiches had been laid on for them. Ringo sat down on the coal scuttle near the fireplace and dozed off. One of McCann's daughters phoned her friend, Pat Costello, who came round and ended up having her hand kissed by Paul.

1 started my career in photography when I was very young and by the age of 16 was Fleet Street's youngest staff photographer. I was offered a job as staff photographer by Fleetway Publications
- the magnificent sum of fi,6oo a year, a key to the executive toilet, and a parking space! They had a big photographic studio where they did room sets and food and fashion. I did virtually everything else. One day when I arrived at work, they said, 'Oh we have another pop group coming in, they're called the Beatles.' Id never heard of them. I asked what had been organised, and they said we'd rented the pool in the basement of the University of London Union for an hour. They arrived at the studio, just a bunch of ordinary lads really, and we all jumped in a taxi to Malet Street. There was a writer with us called Valerie, who did a lot of pop stuff. The boys got changed and we took the pictures. They had funny hair, which got all wet. I didn't take any pics of them in their trunks in the shower afterwards (imagine!), but I took some of them having their hair blow-dried. Time was short and
by the time they'd got changed, we were rushing to get back to the studio. We did some more photos and mucked around for a while, then John suddenly said, 'Oh fuck, were going to miss our fucking flight! They said, 'Where's our car?' Apparently, a car should have arrived at the studio t…

meet his children. Following the performance, he drove his Vauxhall Victor estate up to the side door. The group made a dash for it and McCann drove them to his house in Windsor Road. Neil Aspinall followed in the van, tossing promotional post cards out of the window as he went. Fans eagerly picked them up. When the group walked into the McCann's front room, they found a spread of tea and sandwiches had been laid on for them. Ringo sat down on the coal scuttle near the fireplace and dozed off. One of McCann's daughters phoned her friend, Pat Costello, who came round and ended up having her hand kissed by Paul. 1 started my career in photography when I was very young and by the age of 16 was Fleet Street's youngest staff photographer. I was offered a job as staff photographer by Fleetway Publications - the magnificent sum of fi,6oo a year, a key to the executive toilet, and a parking space! They had a big photographic studio where they did room sets and food and fashion. I did virtually everything else. One day when I arrived at work, they said, 'Oh we have another pop group coming in, they're called the Beatles.' Id never heard of them. I asked what had been organised, and they said we'd rented the pool in the basement of the University of London Union for an hour. They arrived at the studio, just a bunch of ordinary lads really, and we all jumped in a taxi to Malet Street. There was a writer with us called Valerie, who did a lot of pop stuff. The boys got changed and we took the pictures. They had funny hair, which got all wet. I didn't take any pics of them in their trunks in the shower afterwards (imagine!), but I took some of them having their hair blow-dried. Time was short and by the time they'd got changed, we were rushing to get back to the studio. We did some more photos and mucked around for a while, then John suddenly said, 'Oh fuck, were going to miss our fucking flight! They said, 'Where's our car?' Apparently, a car should have arrived at the studio t…

At your service

04.03.2026 14:50 πŸ‘ 3 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

Oh NVM the whole thing is on YouTube πŸ€·β€β™‚οΈπŸ˜… sometimes I really should do a little search before I ask things

04.03.2026 14:21 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

Was it commercially released, or β€œcirculating among collectors”?

04.03.2026 14:19 πŸ‘ 0 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

I’m old enough to remember the world before those things, it was lovely. I curse their existence

04.03.2026 14:18 πŸ‘ 0 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

Thanks. I know it’s nobody’s idea of a creative high point for Bowie, but the giant projections made a favorable impression - I liked the part where he harmonized with himself on Space Oddity. I remember Adrian Belew sounding really good. Was also pretty high so who knows. Would be nice to revisit

04.03.2026 14:17 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

Ye gods, just the most pathetic douchebag man-child types in this admin

04.03.2026 14:11 πŸ‘ 0 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

That 1990 St Louis Arena show was my first time seeing Bowie. From the very back row of the main floor! Was 21. Good times. Is there a video release or film of that tour? I’ve never seen one, but am not to be considered well-informed on such topics

04.03.2026 14:09 πŸ‘ 0 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

Wish I had every issue of Adventure Comics with these Superboy stories. And the Legion ones. Oh ok every issue of Adventure Comics period. What a series. All that, and Aparo Aquaman and Spectre runs in my lifetime too

04.03.2026 14:05 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

Well played. I still remember his default description in 1990s Spy Magazine was β€œshort-fingered vulgarian”

04.03.2026 14:02 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0