Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Making Comics Real

The University of Minneapolis has a DEGREE in comics - and a lot of it is the marketing and networking that makes it possible for young comics folks to make a living, and not have to be team artists, but real creatives. 

A good friend got me together with the San Diego State University to help build the comic book and art collection in the Love Library Special Collections. I am so exceedingly proud that my name is on the entry hall, and that my collection - for fund-raising - is now valued at a quarter million dollars - and I'm getting my name on the wall of major donors to the university. We helped hook up the universities to make comics reconizeable as the art form they are. 

When Booksurge was being bought by Amazon to make Createspace for books, we small publishers and authors were called - on THEIR DIME - and asked for up to an hour what we really wanted. Which is why Createspace works as well as it does, and has direct support we can contact, and that is truly helpful and patient.

I've never worked for team companies. I never drew any of the major characters. Like so many of the wonderful young people found in Artist Alleys today, I worked to develop my own line, ideas, characters and stories. I hope I've made it possible for them to have creative freedom, and to be paid for it, even in the smallest way. 

I like to think I assisted with some of the nuts and bolts of making the form something everyone could admire. I'm still making that work with my Clallam Bay Comicon, too, where rural attitudes toward comics are slowly turning around. No longer will they believe that superheroes or Manga are the only chance they have as comics creators, or genre fan texts as authors. I couldn't do it without the assistance of other truly original comics authors, who bring their work and ideas to share and teach. You have your own voice. Come share it.

You all count, and you're all recognized. If you even have one loving fan, you have your reward. At one time, that's all I had. I never meant to share my work, but that woman laughed and wept and adored my work and persuaded me to offer my work at a sci-fi convention, and to accept publishers who liked what I offered. I've always held her title of First Fan to be among the most honorable ones in the pantheon of the people who have encouraged me. Without her, I'd still be just drawing at home, and while this is an honorable goal, too, it shouldn't be the only one.

If what I've done has helped built the structures that make things easier for today's kids, I thank all the fellow creatives and fans and one very perceptive university library I've known and who have backed me up for the opportunity.

Thank you all.

Monday, June 5, 2017

Sol Duc Hot Springs Birthday

I'm going to the Sol Duc Hot Springs on Washington State's Olympic Peninsula, on August 13. It's my birthday, and I want to swim and soak and get a massage for these tired bones!

Come join me. Bring a swimsuit and towel, and flipflops or other swimming shoe. The pool entrance fee is very inexpensive. The pools range from mild to very hot, and the pool is a delight. But hide shiny stuff - ravens fly overhead!

They have food at the pool, including the Sol Duc Resort restaurant and a snack bar. No eating in the pool area, of course, but direct access. Gorgeous walking trails, to Sol Duc Falls. 

There's cabins and camping, too. If they don't have them, try the Last Chance Camp and Equine Rest Stop in Forks. Which means you can bring your horse.

Come join me. If you can't, I'll be doing this every year!

Friday, June 2, 2017

Old Shadow Fading But Happy

Old Shadow with Betsy the Stove

Our old Shadow cat is finally fading. He has renal failure - but of all the cat deaths we've dealt with, when this one is controlled and monitored, it is far less painful than many of the others.

Shadow keeping warm
Shadow's sister, Fearless, passed away last year, of heart failure, after a long life of thyroid problems. She was a tough little thing. 

Both of them were called the Potatoes, because when they were very little, and held in one hand, upside down, their little bellies looked like potatoes.

So we have one last Potato left. He's also the last of the Bremerton cats. 

He's happy, he's doing okay. And if we get a cat all the way to renal failure, we win. Because we all die of something, and renal failure has always come late. He was born in something like the autumn of 2001, so that's not bad, making it so far in 2017. 

I know we'll get good wishes - and huge thanks to all of you, who extend them. They are much appreciated.

Friday, May 19, 2017

Just For Joy

BLESSED BE
Found this artwork while going through old files on disks before I send 'em to San Diego State University Special Collections. 

I think it might be an old commission. But it's been a tough week for a lot of my friends.

So this is just for joy.

Blessings on all of you.

Share as you please.

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Olympic Collectible Expo 2017

Hope to see everybody at the Olympic Collectible Expo on Saturday the 29th of April! Just think - with free admission, you can save your money to buy all the goodies at the show.

Here's all the information in a neat little postcard ('puters cut the edges off stuff - but you've got all the info, here).

Yes, those are horse ears!
It's a lot of fun. Good people run it, and it's the first multi-focus show in Kitsap. Yes, it's pretty superhero, but they were very welcoming to me last year. And they love goodies for their auction. Come see what goes up for bids! Including my very silly protest hat: 

So treat yourself to the scenic trip on the Bremerton ferry, and run five miles north to the Kitsap Mall in Silverdale. Bring friends - free admission!

Lots of parking, too.

See you there! 


Lookin' good with Ka-Blam
And now it's over, I can say I had a lot of fun, and met some old friends, and added new ones.

The horse hat ended up in the hands of Amy Bradley, and then promptly on her husband John's hat. They came out to help me out with my IdeaPad, that John got me in exchange for art - and because he can get good deals! To hold me until I budget for a new Mac and proper capability, someday.
More good stuff -
Another table in the same block.

Here's me wearing my Ka-Blam tshirt - which I wear to shows to to earn more printing credit from this great little print-on-demand company! 

It turns out it was a mall show, so I have my choice - and I think I'm going to have to stick to the September show, which has its own room, instead of being in a mall. As nice as this show was, another dealer said, "Mall shows are just sad." 

I wonder if they've considered the Bremerton spaces? How about the Elk's club? NICE big space and a stage! They could put on all kinds of presentations where everybody could watch them. Pretty good parking, too. Although the massive parking at the mall could be a deal-breaker.

There are some really nice ones - and PLENTY of places to stay. I can vouch for the Super 8 - not very fancy, but clean, quiet, great breakfast, nice staff and - SCALDING HOT WATER. Just right for a long hot soak after a long dealing day. Freeway noises blocked by a bank and trees. Oh, and nice discounts at the DQ and the Denny's, right next door.

I'm going to make up a nice sign that says, "Must leave by 3:00 due to driving daylight - make contact and purchases before then!" People are happy if they're kept in the loop. I liked staying at the nice hotel - but I'm within the State, and can drive home if I can.

More and more, shows aren't about sales, but about faces. Which this one was. And I may have helped a kid get into being a cartoonist. OOPS. I hope that goes well!

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Holocaust Center #IAreGoingToHell

And I am, too. In honor of Mr. Spicer, who said Hitler didn't gas anybody. Not anybody white and soldierly, anyway, in HIS mind. You know how the uniform fan clubs are - they think anybody outside their fashion parade isn't human - or living. Or there for any reason except to feed the fan club. Part of that "It was made for you - so rape it" mentality.


It sat on my desk a while until I got to a scanner and it just got worse and worse. With the help of my social media friends, who I could almost hear giggling.

One of them, upon finally seeing it, called it "Pure acid." She was born German - so she knows where we're going. As a member of the most moral nation on earth, now, she's one among a people who have been trying to warn us off for years. But why would it work? We're the ones really attached ancient and awful human activities to modern industrial methods for profit goals.

You note the uniforms of the soldiers - there's a REASON a certain accidental president mistook summer-camouflage SS. Because now our troops look almot exactly alike. Still fighting for oil - and hooking up with the Russ empire if their masters have to.

Thursday, April 13, 2017

Sticks - because that' where we live.

Did these originally as a choice for Seattle's The Weekly. Click on it to see it larger.
I soon found out, dealing with them as I did with a letter to the editor with the Peninsula Daily News, what happens if you make fun of the logging industry. Or even talk about how many tax deductions it gets. 

They're both owned by the logging industry. You can hear the axe breathing down the editors' necks.

So I just posted this, here. If nothing else, it warns you of what driving with logging trucks is like. I swear, the way they stack wood, it's like they're drunk. The way they drive, it's like they're trying to get to Happy Hour.

BTW, I've noticed the Logger Culture, and who pushes it. You folks in Seattle want to end up being made fun of the way Cowboy fans get made fun of? Back when cowboys were prettied up, it was an argument about why they were the Good Guys and the Indians were the Bad Guys. Loggers have chopped down two state parks out here, clearcut a bear's home next to Forks so hunters in Forks could kill him when he came out starving. Guess what tone the papers took about the animals and parks. 

Hey, I'm not just picking on Sound Publishing. I just tweeted The Washington Post, and asked them who owns them. Jeff Bezos of Amazon, of course. Let's see - Amazon took shark-fin soup off their lists when their customers blew up over it. It's far more socially and environmentally responsible (no, it's not perfect - it's only human, and admits it). Guess which paper is doing better?

It's hilarious watching papers scrabble around blaming "distribution" and social media for their loss of content - when they're in a choke-hold by the industries they cozied up to just to survive. It's like watching "Mainstream" comics losing it over webcomics and what they still call "Indies." (It's 2017, people! Not 1989!)

Look, newspapers are at fault that the books in the Library of Congress are crumbling to pieces. Do I HAVE to make the connection to "Forestry?" You all know it.

So, enjoy the cartoon. And TradJourns? You're not fooling anybody.