I too like to imagine that my ancestors were beating the snot out of each other thousands of years ago
07.03.2026 02:22
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I too like to imagine that my ancestors were beating the snot out of each other thousands of years ago
Frank really is the workin man’s amphibious, tank bodied, robot..
Me, discovering we are 90 percent of the way to our funding goal! Continue to tell your vague acquaintances at the office, random people on the street, and your most despised political rivals about BASILEUS (on kickstarter, link below)
@basileuscomic.bsky.social and I go way back - he’s even working on a short grobusverse story with me, for release sometime this year! All the more reason to go check out his incredible book…
This is not the door that appears in BASILEUS (live on kickstarter!!! check the quoted tweet below) but I like to imagine it is, perhaps a back entrance. A wizard must have many points of egress.
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The feeling is mutual! It would be nice to get to print this time, but if not I'll just try again, you know how the juice works online, its a fickle mistress.
As a part of mickstarter march (I can say it, I'm a little irish) I will inform you that YOU can receive an original drawing, similar to this one, if you purchase the upper tier. Only 8 remain!
😍 wow Jorge thank you!!
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Detail from the cover I drew for Jeff Lemire’s Minor Arcana
Getting ready to tuck into the lovely comps I just got of the new softcover, courtesy of @imagecomics.com
(Griz grobus and novelty Soviet sturgeon cutlery included for scale)
COMBAT
Thats awesome Sib. I've been meaning to do it for ages, its just such a financial quandary dealing with printing. Fingers crossed.
basileus.itch.io/basileusbook1
I have made the first book, comprising two chapters about 90 pages in length, into a PDF for those of you who like that sort of thing.
In a few months I am hoping the great Gods of finance and international business line up, so we can print a beauty HARDCOVER for u
Not so much the gradients, as the texture. Mostly I want to do Japanese style woodblock print, or even imitate old printed comic colour, which has subtle textural variation in flat fields. This texture is still a little too extreme, but I went ahead with it anyway, thanks!
Colour experiment with drawings from a little short I'm doing with Simon Roy!
Hadnt considered that, makes the
Slightly cuter
comics are a lonely endeavour, its important to let people know when you’ve enjoyed their work, i think.
They are very gross though, in my opinion. I like spiders but I cannot get behind this many legs. 8 is my limit i think.
I agree as well, however it is interesting to consider that this is true to some extent of any digital tool, especially if you use them in a very efficient manner. For example, tracing, or in some cases collaging bits of other images in, something concepts artists have been doing for years.
@secondatbest.bsky.social Matt, my girlfriend purchased council of frogs semi recently and we both read and enjoyed it. Good work!
Anyway I didn't finish this, but the joke is the noseless man is recaptured before he even leaves the boozer.
Rising, Uz patted the large man on the shoulder, "An excellent story, well told, I feel like I was there shackled right beside you. Fair winds and free trade to you, my friend, I have been inspired to find my own freedom."
Uz flinched slightly at a particularly unstable wobble in the man's stance. His eyes then glazed somewhat as he reflected on the den of delusion and despair he had wandered into. He was again reminded why he hated returning to this, the city of his birth.
"Chained, not to the tin mine, to the plough, but instead to the galley of open adventure, driven by the salt wind of freedom!" His fist was now raised. "To the juice of the vine!" Uz added, wryly. "Yes! The nectar of unhesitating passion! Imprisoned by my own ambitions!"
"But I am no petty merchant, I am an idealist, and with no nose and one eye I could still sense, with a more elevated organ, Liberty calling out to me." He stood then, awkwardly. "And so, here I am now! Happier than you could imagine! Once again, untouched by whip or shackle,"
"but with a spirit made much dispassionate by the loss of the full glory of binocular vision. This was foolish, of course. Slavers and merchants believe only in the material, and so think that some percentile lost of the sight of our rich world would dispirit a man such as me."
"The slavers were at a loss for what to do, and I found great mirth in their debates, the profusion of rhetoric they laid before each other in deciding what next to do with my insolence. Finally they decided to take my eye, reasoning that a one eyed man might still work,"