Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Sunday, August 31, 2014
Free Books!!!
We have an announcement to make!! Starting September 1st and lasting through September 5, Kung Fu Rabbit:The Beginning will be available for free on Kindle!! That is all.You may now return to your normal lives.
Thursday, August 28, 2014
This is What Finished Looks Like
Ok, technically this is the next to last page. But we are finally finished with the Kindle Comic edition of Kung Fu Rabbit:The Beginning!! The pages will be uploaded this weekend and put out there into the big bad world on Sep 1st!!
Thursday, August 21, 2014
Kung Fu Rabbit: Page 13
Just another example of the writing and art coming your way September 1st when Kung Fu Rabbit: The Beginning becomes available on Kindle!!
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
September 1st!!!!
We are, remarkably, amazingly still on schedule for the Kindle release of Kung Fu Rabbit:The Beginning on September 1st. What started out as a silly doodle on the back of a geometry notebook has slowly made it's way to full comic book form. We are considering various promotional venues, including a series of behind-the-scenes interviews highlighting both the history of this project as well as the 'making of' this current incarnation. I'll keep you posted as that develops. Just remember, it's never too late to have your big break!
Tuesday, August 12, 2014
A Little Something from Page 5
We're all abuzz here at Local Boy Media over the September 1st publication of Kung Fu Rabbit to Kindle Comics! In anticipation of publication, we are posting individual panels, like this one.
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
Where Have I Been?
I know that's what you've been wondering. Ok, maybe not.
Where I have been is not as significant as what I have been doing, and what I have been doing is creating, and writing and drawing, and coloring. All this has been done in preparation of the most significant event in recent Kung Fu Rabbit history; the release of the first Kindle Kung Fu Rabbit graphic novel on Sep 1st!!!
Over 15 pages of furry action will be yours for a mere pittance of 99 cents!
All that remains is a few panels that I am cyphering out in my mind, and then a mastery of some new software. Exactly! What could possibly go wrong! So far we have overcome the hurdles of no time and family commitments and very little talent and even less sleep and computer glitches and computer crashes and minor incompetence all to bring you, the Kindle comic reading public, the latest version of a story whose time has come!!
Where I have been is not as significant as what I have been doing, and what I have been doing is creating, and writing and drawing, and coloring. All this has been done in preparation of the most significant event in recent Kung Fu Rabbit history; the release of the first Kindle Kung Fu Rabbit graphic novel on Sep 1st!!!
Over 15 pages of furry action will be yours for a mere pittance of 99 cents!
All that remains is a few panels that I am cyphering out in my mind, and then a mastery of some new software. Exactly! What could possibly go wrong! So far we have overcome the hurdles of no time and family commitments and very little talent and even less sleep and computer glitches and computer crashes and minor incompetence all to bring you, the Kindle comic reading public, the latest version of a story whose time has come!!
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
I Think This Is what They Call Progress
Most of the artwork is finished for the first installment, and the first 2/3 or so of the line art is in the process of being colored. It looks like the first installment, which will be available for free on Kindle, is going run around 20 pages, and will be in color. Oh happy day!
Friday, June 13, 2014
X-Men Art
There really was a bit of thought that went into this weirdness. I
had noticed that Mattel puts out a Barbie for every occasion, including
tie-ins with various merchandised characters. I wondered why the
Cabbage Patch kids didn't do the same. Several days of photo
manipulation later..voila!
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
My "Method" As it Were....
I'm finishing up the prologue and will be preparing it for publication shortly, but at the moment I am in search of a colorist ( for reason that will become obvious shortly) so in the meantime I thought I would highlight several panels that are in various stages of production so that I can show how it is that I do what I do from the first rough sketches to the finished product.
Speaking of rough sketches, here is one of young Peyung fighting the original Kung Fu Rabbit, and losing. I do these really rough, and often change the positions of the limbs several times before I'm over. I don't normally leave them this messy, but I couldn't find my eraser.
Speaking of rough sketches, here is one of young Peyung fighting the original Kung Fu Rabbit, and losing. I do these really rough, and often change the positions of the limbs several times before I'm over. I don't normally leave them this messy, but I couldn't find my eraser.
Once I decide where I want the limbs, I pencil it in with a tad more certainty, and erase the extra lines.
From there I frame things up with a ruler and sharpie. I ink it with a series of round brushes of various sizes and Black Magic ink. I commit horrible crimes with my eraser once the ink dries. I will occasionally jot possible dialogue in the borders between frames, and these frames aren't in any particular order other than what would fit on the paper.
Eventually these will be assembled into the right order, dialogue added, and made ready for publication.
Alas, here is where I run into a wee problem. I am not a digital colorist,as I have proven on other projects. I also want a very organic color scheme to the prologue all of which takes place in and around the ancient rabbit temple. To get that look, I broke out my watercolor pencils and colored some pages then scanned them in. Apparently the scanner function on my copier/printer/scanner was added as an afterthought because even at it's best, it makes my colors look all washed out. This looks much better in person, and so far, no amount of digital tweaking can fix the washed-out look.
The search is on for a colorist who can see the picture that's inside my head, and will work for free, or at least for so cheap that it would appear to be working for free. They also need to be able to shift gears to a non-organic color scheme once the scene shifts away from the rabbit temple to the outside world. That's a tall order for 'free'. I intend on giving the eventual colorist full credit, and I would be happy to share money with the colorist if the money ever arrives, but in the meantime, if you know anybody, let me know, ok?
Monday, May 12, 2014
The Mask
This really has nothing to do with the upcoming Kung Fu rabbit book, but I thought I'd put it out there since it concerns the sequential art form in general, and two iconoclastic DC characters in particular.
I have a theory about Superman and Batman. I'm sure this theory doesn't originate with me, but this is my own particular take on it. I think the reason these two characters have become the mutual flagship characters of the DC universe are manifold. For one thing, they exist at different extremes of the same spectrum and , among comic fans, you are generally either a Superman guy or a Batman guy. I'm a Batman guy myself. It seems everybody has a preference, but why these two?
Well, for starters, Batman has always been, to me, the more accessible of the two figures. I could be Batman if I put my mind to it. To be Superman I would have had to have been born on a distant doomed world and arrive here with super powers given to me by earth's yellow sun. Frankly, it's too late for that. In fact, by the time I was born it was too late for most of that. But Batman is different. He has no powers. In theory, if I were to get an early enough start on things, and inherit a billion dollars ( plus a mansion with a cave and a penchant for inventing) and dedicate my entire life to exercising and training, I could still be Batman. It's unlikely, but not impossible. It's way more plausible than the Last Son of Krypton.
Batman also exists in a dark, gritty underworld full of corrupt police and corrupt officials and lots of abandoned warehouses. There is never a sunny day in Gotham. In Gotham, the powerful and the corrupt preside over the decay of a once great city and their descent into depravity is mostly held in check by one man armed with gloved fists and his brain. That seems a lot more realistic than the eternal sun shininess and gleaming skyscrapers of Metropolis. It seems more believable to me that the heroes would have to labor in the dark alleys and seedy underbellies rather than zipping across the city skyline in red and blue, waving to their adoring fans before stopping to rescue a kitten.
Keep in mind that I think it's silly to try to 'darken' Superman. His inherent nobility and perfect hair have their own appeal and make perfect sense. Of course he's in a good mood; he's invulnerable! Meanwhile, Batman is driving back to the Batcave with a broken leg he got from falling off a roof. He'll grit his teeth while Alfred sets his broken bones and he'll come up with a lame excuse as to why Bruce Wayne has a broken leg. The Batman will heal, and the work will go on. Life's hard, and Batman knows this on a level that the Big Blue Boyscout will never understand, because frankly, when you're Superman, life is easy.
There is also something pretty significant about the two of them; the masks. Batman wears a mask, and Superman doesn't. I've always found that odd. Superman grew up as Clark Kent and obviously doesn't need glasses. He was Clark long before he was Superman, and when the character is accurately portrayed, I think what you have is this big dumb, clumsy farm kid from Kansas who has the power of a god. When he thinks, he doesn't think like Superman, he thinks like Clark. His morality isn't from Krypton; it's from Kansas. If that space craft had crashed landed anyplace else, the DC universe would be in real trouble. Superman is a force for good not because he's powerful, but because he was raised by good stock. Of the two halves of his persona, the guy in the red and blue tights is the fake; Clark Kent is who he really is.
Batman is the exact opposite. He really is Batman all the time. The wheels are always turning in his head. He never rests, he never takes a day off. Bruce Wayne has no hobbies, because Bruce Wayne died in the alley alongside his parents. On that day, Bruce Wayne became the shell, and his real persona of the Dark Knight was born. The money, the parties, the lavish playboy routine, it's all part of a carefully calculated deception to make people believe in Bruce Wayne.
It's interesting to me that Clark, when he decided to put on the persona of Superman, didn't put a disguise on Superman; he put a disguise on Clark. He hid who he really was so that he could pretend to be somebody that he isn't. Why not wear glasses and a tie as Superman? Why wear, in your fake persona, your real face?
Batman on the other hand, puts on a mask so that you can see who he really is. Crouching on a rooftop in the pouring rain is true nature, and to do that, he puts on an elaborate disguise.
I suppose you could make the case that since Superman is the fake half, and Bruce Wayne is the fake half, that both men present their fake halves to the world with a maskless face. Both men put a mask over who they really are. One guy wears a tie and glasses when he's being himself, and the other one wears a cowl. Maybe they aren't as different as I thought. That is sort of brilliant in its own way, don't you think?
I have a theory about Superman and Batman. I'm sure this theory doesn't originate with me, but this is my own particular take on it. I think the reason these two characters have become the mutual flagship characters of the DC universe are manifold. For one thing, they exist at different extremes of the same spectrum and , among comic fans, you are generally either a Superman guy or a Batman guy. I'm a Batman guy myself. It seems everybody has a preference, but why these two?
Well, for starters, Batman has always been, to me, the more accessible of the two figures. I could be Batman if I put my mind to it. To be Superman I would have had to have been born on a distant doomed world and arrive here with super powers given to me by earth's yellow sun. Frankly, it's too late for that. In fact, by the time I was born it was too late for most of that. But Batman is different. He has no powers. In theory, if I were to get an early enough start on things, and inherit a billion dollars ( plus a mansion with a cave and a penchant for inventing) and dedicate my entire life to exercising and training, I could still be Batman. It's unlikely, but not impossible. It's way more plausible than the Last Son of Krypton.
Batman also exists in a dark, gritty underworld full of corrupt police and corrupt officials and lots of abandoned warehouses. There is never a sunny day in Gotham. In Gotham, the powerful and the corrupt preside over the decay of a once great city and their descent into depravity is mostly held in check by one man armed with gloved fists and his brain. That seems a lot more realistic than the eternal sun shininess and gleaming skyscrapers of Metropolis. It seems more believable to me that the heroes would have to labor in the dark alleys and seedy underbellies rather than zipping across the city skyline in red and blue, waving to their adoring fans before stopping to rescue a kitten.
Keep in mind that I think it's silly to try to 'darken' Superman. His inherent nobility and perfect hair have their own appeal and make perfect sense. Of course he's in a good mood; he's invulnerable! Meanwhile, Batman is driving back to the Batcave with a broken leg he got from falling off a roof. He'll grit his teeth while Alfred sets his broken bones and he'll come up with a lame excuse as to why Bruce Wayne has a broken leg. The Batman will heal, and the work will go on. Life's hard, and Batman knows this on a level that the Big Blue Boyscout will never understand, because frankly, when you're Superman, life is easy.
There is also something pretty significant about the two of them; the masks. Batman wears a mask, and Superman doesn't. I've always found that odd. Superman grew up as Clark Kent and obviously doesn't need glasses. He was Clark long before he was Superman, and when the character is accurately portrayed, I think what you have is this big dumb, clumsy farm kid from Kansas who has the power of a god. When he thinks, he doesn't think like Superman, he thinks like Clark. His morality isn't from Krypton; it's from Kansas. If that space craft had crashed landed anyplace else, the DC universe would be in real trouble. Superman is a force for good not because he's powerful, but because he was raised by good stock. Of the two halves of his persona, the guy in the red and blue tights is the fake; Clark Kent is who he really is.
Batman is the exact opposite. He really is Batman all the time. The wheels are always turning in his head. He never rests, he never takes a day off. Bruce Wayne has no hobbies, because Bruce Wayne died in the alley alongside his parents. On that day, Bruce Wayne became the shell, and his real persona of the Dark Knight was born. The money, the parties, the lavish playboy routine, it's all part of a carefully calculated deception to make people believe in Bruce Wayne.
It's interesting to me that Clark, when he decided to put on the persona of Superman, didn't put a disguise on Superman; he put a disguise on Clark. He hid who he really was so that he could pretend to be somebody that he isn't. Why not wear glasses and a tie as Superman? Why wear, in your fake persona, your real face?
Batman on the other hand, puts on a mask so that you can see who he really is. Crouching on a rooftop in the pouring rain is true nature, and to do that, he puts on an elaborate disguise.
I suppose you could make the case that since Superman is the fake half, and Bruce Wayne is the fake half, that both men present their fake halves to the world with a maskless face. Both men put a mask over who they really are. One guy wears a tie and glasses when he's being himself, and the other one wears a cowl. Maybe they aren't as different as I thought. That is sort of brilliant in its own way, don't you think?
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
The Power of Peanuts
I must admit, that I wouldn't mind a legacy of sorts. I have always wanted to produce something with my art in whatever medium that people will still be enjoying decades later. I want to make classic stuff, timeless stuff. Classics exist in all mediums, and I am rife with opinions and theories about what constitutes a classic. I submit to you that nobody will be watching South Park 50 years from now, but my kids love Looney Tunes even though they were made 60 or 70 years before they were born. 'Calvin and Hobbes' is still a source of delight , while nobody re-reads 'Doonesbury'. People are still playing Mozart, but nobody will be listening to 'Hollaback Girl' 300 years from now. Why is that? What makes some things last, and other things rot? I have three things, in no particular order that I think determine a classic.
Quality
The life of Charles "Sparky" Schultz of 'Peanuts' fame always fascinated me. If you read about his life you realize that he really was Charlie Brown in a lot of ways. He was a self-effacing loner who married the little red-headed girl. While a celebrity of sorts, he retained a listed phone number until the day he died. He never got away from the basics. The basics for him, was the strip itself. The strip drove everything else. Even when he was overseeing a billion dollar empire of merchandising, he would go every day, sit at his drawing board, and draw. The strip was the point, not the plushies and t-shirts and Snoopy dolls. 360 or so days a year, day in and day out for over 40 years, he sat down at his drawing board and cranked out the most iconic comic strip of all time.
If you go through his work, one of the things that really strikes you is the consistency of it. With Peanuts there really isn't any 'this used to be better'. Schultz cranked out consistent plodding quality just like the Midwestern work horse that he was. While some of us, myself included, work sporadically and the quality of our work varies from day to day, Peanuts is pretty much just as good any on any given day as it is on any other given day. And it's still good, decades after it was produced. Even the TV specials hold this odd nostalgic place in people's hearts because the heart of Charles Schultz beats right there in the center of it. It's good because, well, it's good.
Symbology
I read somewhere years ago in an interview that, according to Schultz, he did the same 12 things over and over again. That is to say, there were 12 physical items in the Peanuts universe that he used over and over again. Those items, some of them tied inherently to the characters, were both the platform and the wellspring of all Peanuts action. I don't remember the whole list, but I'll bet if you just stop and think for a second, you can come up with the list on your own. Let's see...Snoopy's doghouse, the kite-eating tree, Linus' blanket, Schroeder's piano, Lucy's psychiatrist office, Charlie Brown's football, the pitcher's mound..you see? Occasionally, back in my political cartoon days, I would steal ( also known as 'paying homage') one of these items for my own cartoons. I drew Lucy's psychiatric booth to illustrate a point or showed Charlie Brown trying to kick the football. These consistently became the most popular cartoons because everyone knew what I was trying to say. Everybody knows that Charlie Brown running towards the football is an exercise in futility or an example of betrayal. The term 'security blanket' doesn't even show up in the English language until Peanuts! That's the power of symbology in art, and it's a huge factor in making something timeless and classic.
I've also heard Matt Groening say that when he designed the Simpsons, he purposefully designed them to where their silhouettes would be instantly recognizable because all iconic carton characters have recognizable silhouettes. Think about that. Picture Bugs Bunny in your mind. Now picture Bugs Bunny's silhouette. It's still obvious who he is, isn't it? Symbology or iconography is one of those things that goes beyond linguistic boundaries into something else. Now I still think the jury is out on whether or not The Simpsons will still be enjoyed decades from now, ( I tend to think that it's going to seem a bit dated as the years roll on, because hipness has a shelf-life) but at least Groening was thinking ahead.
Intent
Symbology and iconography help make something a classic, but the intent of the creator I think, plays a role The only reason anyone would sit down and watch 'Masters of the Universe' or 'Thundercats' now is either because of nostalgia or because they don't know any better. It's purpose (besides being a 23 minute commercial for the toys) was consumption. You were supposed to sit down, consume it and then get up, presumably to go to the toy store. The intention was never to make anything of lasting value. Mission accomplished. Now that's not bad or wrong in itself. I mean, even Shakespeare was , at some level, a guy just trying to pay the rent, but what is your intent when you create? You cannot separate the art from the artist, and who you are, and what your scope is will reflect itself in what you produce.
Now let me diverge a bit from the point of this and point out that almost everything our culture produces as far as entertainment goes is produced for the purpose of consumption. It's made, you eat it, and pretty soon it's time for another meal. The song on the radio gets put out, played until you are sick of it and then replaced with another song. The movie that is a must-see today will be pushed down the assembly line of our consciousness and replaced with something else that you 'must see'. That mentality has it's own issues, which I won't get into today, except to say that very few classics are being made now because , well, almost nobody is trying.
If I had my druthers, I'd rather make a little less money (although I promise you I am not allergic to money) and make something that my great grandkids can still enjoy than to crank out a lot of profitable fluff that nobody will care about 18 months later. Maybe it's just me. And Charles Schultz. And Bill Watterson. And Mozart. And Chuck Jones. And Shakespeare.
Actually, that's a pretty good group to aspire to be in, don't you think?
Monday, May 5, 2014
Artistic Development
One of the many reasons that I decided to redo KFR at this stage of life is that the art has frankly, gotten better. There are a lot of reasons for the uptick in art quality. One of these reasons is my short-lived career as an editorial cartoonist. For several years there I had meet a deadline, which I hated, but helped me. I also had to take complex ideas and make them understandable in a cartoon. Lastly, I had to really get better at drawing. The newspaper gave me a platform to try different techniques and see the results in print every week as well as people's reactions. That was invaluable, as it turned out. Here, I'll show you exactly what I mean.
Here is a panel from the original webcomic. It was drawn on Bristol board, inked, scanned, tweaked, and colored on my computer using Photoshop somewhere around 2007. The context of the scene ( which probably won't make it into the Prologue) is that the Easter Bunny is being pursued through the nighttime forest by our protagonist.
I'm pretty sure this is the panel that caused Tom Lyle to recommend I go outside once in a while and actually look at a tree. I realized that I didn't' have the understanding of shading and inking that I needed to have. I went back to the masters, like Jeff Smith and Walt Kelley (whose styles are very similar). I went outside and looked at trees. I looked at trees at night , which is slightly more difficult since, well, it's dark. A few years later, here is the 'redo' of that same panel in line art.
The point of all this isn't any sort of back-patting or compliment-fishing. I merely want to emphasis that any artist is in a condition of continual growth and development as a practitioner of their art. Something that was a clumsy attempt a few years ago might be not quite so clumsy now. By taking things back to square one and focusing on the basic of drawing, and being in a position where I had to produce caused the differences you see here.
Never stop practicing, never stop drawing.
Here is a panel from the original webcomic. It was drawn on Bristol board, inked, scanned, tweaked, and colored on my computer using Photoshop somewhere around 2007. The context of the scene ( which probably won't make it into the Prologue) is that the Easter Bunny is being pursued through the nighttime forest by our protagonist.
I'm pretty sure this is the panel that caused Tom Lyle to recommend I go outside once in a while and actually look at a tree. I realized that I didn't' have the understanding of shading and inking that I needed to have. I went back to the masters, like Jeff Smith and Walt Kelley (whose styles are very similar). I went outside and looked at trees. I looked at trees at night , which is slightly more difficult since, well, it's dark. A few years later, here is the 'redo' of that same panel in line art.
But wait, there's more. I had also dedicated myself to becoming at least a functional colorist. Voila!!
Never stop practicing, never stop drawing.
Friday, May 2, 2014
My Time With Tom
This story took place sometime towards the end of the first 'issue' of the KFR webcomic. I was kicking around the idea of attending art school in order to improve my craft. I was very aware of my shortcomings as an artist, plus I had some GI Bill money I wanted to spend. The Savannah College of Art and Design was having an open house for prospective students, and though fully 10 years older than the average attendee, I took the trip.
We wandered around the campus and I felt as old as Father Time. I had gathered up some of my more promising projects, including a stack of KFR Bristol boards, and was toting the whole mess around. Did I mention that I felt old? I had done 6 years in the military, traveled the world, gotten married and had a couple of kids while most of the other potential students could still remember who sat where in their senior English Lit class. Most of the professors were doing, honestly, a horrible job at giving me any sort of feeling that I either could do this, or should do this.
One of the professors told me that I should really go see 'Tom' in the Sequential Art Department. We got directions, and by the time we found the place, the open house was closing up. We caught the very last few minutes of the very last group that Tom was speaking to.
It turns out that 'Tom' was Tom Lyle. Yes, that guy. I had been looking at his art work for years and as the room emptied out and as he started gathering up his stuff to close up shop, he looked at my folder and asked "Can I take a look at that?"
Keep in mind that his shift was over, and that the guy owed me nothing. He's established and accomplished, and I'm an old man with some vaguely defined ambitions. But Tom Lyle gave me almost an hour of his time as he went through page after page of my pathetic offerings. He said nice things, surprisingly nice things. He said that I was light years ahead of most of his students as far as maturity in my writing and my apparent willingness to finish a project.He told me that the kids that come to him are right out of school and have a super-short attention span. He said "They claim they want a job drawing 8 or 10 hours a day, but they complain when I make them draw for the entire class period." He said that most people can either write, or draw, but the fact that I was doing both was very rare. He said "If you come to school here, I can help you a lot. But if you don't, I can only help you a little."
it wasn't all pats on the back. He asked me what sort of tools I was using, and when I told him he chuckled and shook his head. "Ok, here's what you need..." and he gave me a list. He went frame by frame and told me how I could have presented the ideas better. He said "For crying out loud, Michael , go outside and look at what a tree actually looks like before you try to draw one." He talked about how a movie director uses different angles to make the scene more interesting as apparently I had fallen into the habit of drawing a plain horizontal shot. In 45 minutes, he literally changed everything about the way I looked at what I was doing. I really wish I had taken notes.
As we left, the last thing he said to me was "Seriously consider coming to school here. Most of the kids here are coming here on Daddy's money and they have no intention on doing anything with what I teach them. You've got more potential than 99% of the people I teach, but I can't do anything for you if you're not here."
As it turned out, I couldn't justify the time with a houseful of kids and one, sometimes two jobs. I would have had to quit my job and move to Savannah. The comic immediately got better though, and looking back, it's like night and day. I still haven't gone to art school, and I never did spend that GI money, but that one afternoon with Tom , and the kindness he showed me, saved me, I believe years of trial and error. He's a nice guy, and if what I eventually produce is worth looking at, he has to get partial credit for that.
We wandered around the campus and I felt as old as Father Time. I had gathered up some of my more promising projects, including a stack of KFR Bristol boards, and was toting the whole mess around. Did I mention that I felt old? I had done 6 years in the military, traveled the world, gotten married and had a couple of kids while most of the other potential students could still remember who sat where in their senior English Lit class. Most of the professors were doing, honestly, a horrible job at giving me any sort of feeling that I either could do this, or should do this.
One of the professors told me that I should really go see 'Tom' in the Sequential Art Department. We got directions, and by the time we found the place, the open house was closing up. We caught the very last few minutes of the very last group that Tom was speaking to.
It turns out that 'Tom' was Tom Lyle. Yes, that guy. I had been looking at his art work for years and as the room emptied out and as he started gathering up his stuff to close up shop, he looked at my folder and asked "Can I take a look at that?"
Keep in mind that his shift was over, and that the guy owed me nothing. He's established and accomplished, and I'm an old man with some vaguely defined ambitions. But Tom Lyle gave me almost an hour of his time as he went through page after page of my pathetic offerings. He said nice things, surprisingly nice things. He said that I was light years ahead of most of his students as far as maturity in my writing and my apparent willingness to finish a project.He told me that the kids that come to him are right out of school and have a super-short attention span. He said "They claim they want a job drawing 8 or 10 hours a day, but they complain when I make them draw for the entire class period." He said that most people can either write, or draw, but the fact that I was doing both was very rare. He said "If you come to school here, I can help you a lot. But if you don't, I can only help you a little."
it wasn't all pats on the back. He asked me what sort of tools I was using, and when I told him he chuckled and shook his head. "Ok, here's what you need..." and he gave me a list. He went frame by frame and told me how I could have presented the ideas better. He said "For crying out loud, Michael , go outside and look at what a tree actually looks like before you try to draw one." He talked about how a movie director uses different angles to make the scene more interesting as apparently I had fallen into the habit of drawing a plain horizontal shot. In 45 minutes, he literally changed everything about the way I looked at what I was doing. I really wish I had taken notes.
As we left, the last thing he said to me was "Seriously consider coming to school here. Most of the kids here are coming here on Daddy's money and they have no intention on doing anything with what I teach them. You've got more potential than 99% of the people I teach, but I can't do anything for you if you're not here."
As it turned out, I couldn't justify the time with a houseful of kids and one, sometimes two jobs. I would have had to quit my job and move to Savannah. The comic immediately got better though, and looking back, it's like night and day. I still haven't gone to art school, and I never did spend that GI money, but that one afternoon with Tom , and the kindness he showed me, saved me, I believe years of trial and error. He's a nice guy, and if what I eventually produce is worth looking at, he has to get partial credit for that.
Welcome to the Lair
This blog is an attempt to document the creative process behind the writing, drawing, inking, lettering, coloring, scanning and eventual publishing of the Kung Fu Rabbit saga.
Why do this? You may ask. Good question.
Years ago ( high school) I developed a character known as Kung Fu Rabbit, long before the animated movie of the same name. It started out as some colored pencil drawings on some graph paper in a loose leave notebook that I was supposed to be using for school work. It was a series of one-shot panels, consisting mainly of a series of running jokes involving a light brown rabbit in a martial arts outfit who went around battling various other rabbit-esque characters like the Easter Bunny. We threw in some other villains that were running jokes between my buddy Carlton and myself. That loose leaf folder with about 20 or 30 drawings in it somehow survived all my time in the military and all my subsequent moves and surfaced in a box of stuff about 7 or 8 years ago. Keep in mind, I've had a lot of ideas, most of them pretty silly, but for some reason this one stuck with me. So in 2007, I took those loose leaf drawings and used them as a skeleton for a webcomic.
Looking back, it's really obvious that I had no idea what I was doing. In addition to having little formal art education, I didn't really have the materials I need to pull this off. I bought some 11 x 17 Bristol board and would draw out the comic page, then ink it, then scan it. Trouble was, I had an 8.5 x 11 scanner, so I wound up having to scan every page at least twice and then paste it all together in Photoshop. I would then color the page and post it. It was insanely time consuming to update every 3 or 4 days like a good webcomic should.
About this time we were having kids like there was no tomorrow and I was working two jobs and it all began to fall behind. There were only so many hours in the day, and I had to prioritize, so the rabbit lost out.
I continued to draw, actually working for 5 years as a political cartoonist as well as drawing for the ministry. Every once in a while I would sketch out a KFR scene or think about the story. I wrote a book or two, and as I matured as a writer, and as an artist, I realized that the story had been missing some things all along. It was still a good idea, but it would be better now, than it had been before.
So the idea now is to take what I have, tweak it where necessary to make it better and publish it on Kindle. This blog will hopefully help keep me focused. I intend to release the prologue story on Kindle for free, and depending on the response, follow up with the main story.
Along the way I'll post sketches and tell some stories about what went wrong, what went right, and what I'm learning along the way. Hope you decide to come along.
Why do this? You may ask. Good question.
Years ago ( high school) I developed a character known as Kung Fu Rabbit, long before the animated movie of the same name. It started out as some colored pencil drawings on some graph paper in a loose leave notebook that I was supposed to be using for school work. It was a series of one-shot panels, consisting mainly of a series of running jokes involving a light brown rabbit in a martial arts outfit who went around battling various other rabbit-esque characters like the Easter Bunny. We threw in some other villains that were running jokes between my buddy Carlton and myself. That loose leaf folder with about 20 or 30 drawings in it somehow survived all my time in the military and all my subsequent moves and surfaced in a box of stuff about 7 or 8 years ago. Keep in mind, I've had a lot of ideas, most of them pretty silly, but for some reason this one stuck with me. So in 2007, I took those loose leaf drawings and used them as a skeleton for a webcomic.
2007 |
Looking back, it's really obvious that I had no idea what I was doing. In addition to having little formal art education, I didn't really have the materials I need to pull this off. I bought some 11 x 17 Bristol board and would draw out the comic page, then ink it, then scan it. Trouble was, I had an 8.5 x 11 scanner, so I wound up having to scan every page at least twice and then paste it all together in Photoshop. I would then color the page and post it. It was insanely time consuming to update every 3 or 4 days like a good webcomic should.
About this time we were having kids like there was no tomorrow and I was working two jobs and it all began to fall behind. There were only so many hours in the day, and I had to prioritize, so the rabbit lost out.
I continued to draw, actually working for 5 years as a political cartoonist as well as drawing for the ministry. Every once in a while I would sketch out a KFR scene or think about the story. I wrote a book or two, and as I matured as a writer, and as an artist, I realized that the story had been missing some things all along. It was still a good idea, but it would be better now, than it had been before.
So the idea now is to take what I have, tweak it where necessary to make it better and publish it on Kindle. This blog will hopefully help keep me focused. I intend to release the prologue story on Kindle for free, and depending on the response, follow up with the main story.
Along the way I'll post sketches and tell some stories about what went wrong, what went right, and what I'm learning along the way. Hope you decide to come along.
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