Sunday, December 10, 2017

Winding Down


Having stocked the Store with original pages from all five issues of my comic series, Miniature Jesus, I’ve now reached the end of my intentions for the year. 

That being, to load the Store with every ounce of original art that I had, just short of The Superannuated Man.

So, that’s how it will stay . . . for now.

While I’m presently developing the third installment of my absurdist manual, Funky Porcini, I’m also in the process of working on a limited-edition two-color poster

The pin is currently in production.

There’s going to be a slight difference to the special-edition of issue #3, but I’ll make that announcement once the release date gets closer.

Otherwise, that’s pretty much it.
Hard to distinguish between days anymore.

Hours exist solely to gauge eating and sleeping cycles.
Days are structures to base mail and traffic patterns.
Weeks are useless.
Years are an annoying reminder that everything you just spent three-hundred-and-sixty-five days doing . . . will just end up having to be done all over again.

And, again . . .

and . . .

again.

T.

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Red Star Store Policy Amendment

Due to recent events, a clarification needs to be made regarding order procedure for the Store:

Once an order is placed, the purchased item(s) are packed and shipped. 
NO order will be held before, or after, the purchase is made, for ANY reason.

T.

Sunday, November 26, 2017

That's The Way It Is

When I first started this blog a few years ago, it was mostly about the creative process, and how it applied to my everyday working life.

I would expound on what it took to wrap my head around an idea, and then pound it into something that worked. 

Or, at least, a concept that had legs, which could then be built upon.

Then, the day came where I realized just how detrimental it is to verbalize what took me years to come to terms with. 

Lessons learned. 

Mistakes made. 

Restarts and set-backs.

But the biggest awakening I had was when it became clear to me that there were people out there who had less-than-honorable intentions, and tried worming their way into my headspace, for much more nefariously self-propelling reasons.

And so, I shut the whole thing down.

Because there's nothing worse for an artist, than to share what's in the deepest recesses of the creative mind, to only have it used by others, who are too damn lazy, and way too self-serving, to actually spend the time it takes to learn it themselves.

Now, I find that this blog will have a new platform.
A place where I can, and will, talk about a variety of subjects that range anywhere from the most absurdly ludacrist twaddle, to chunky rhetoric with a more grounded substance.

Just not how, or why, I do what I do.

So, if you're that someone who's looking for me to expose my innermost thoughts about the creative process, and what it takes to get it all done . . .

Go someplace else.

T.