My plan to post a comic every day has been almost successful, but at the expense of a terrible sleep schedule. So I’m trying to cancel that out. (I just mumbled “fuck it’s almost 2!” as I typed that, ha!)

I have a story I’m trying to flesh out and draw, but every time I try something bigger, longer, better — I feel like I try too hard, and then I’m not having fun, and it turns out stiff as well as awkwardly drawn. Cartooning is incredibly hard to keep a vibrant, enjoyable artform, and can be unbelievably tedious if you let it be. I do believe there can be a balance, however. I“m still working on finding how to make that work for me.

I feel like I almost have to trick myself into doing comics in the way I think is most enjoyable to draw AND read. Maybe hypnotism would help.

At this point I’m not quite sure why I’m double-posting these (I’m not even using the flickr image because flickr doesn’t deal well with line art). I’m sure it will all make sense at some point!

This guy is almost real. I was enjoying a nice dinner at a quiet mexican restaurant on Armitage when this preacher-looking, loud-mouthed, buzz-cut salesman came barging in with his silent female cohort. He seriously high-fived the quiet counter girls, and then launched into a spiel about his make-up and what a steal it was and how the girls next door almost cleaned him out but he just happened to have a few more choice items. That were “Free! With a Catch!”

I just watched the Wire episode in season 4 where the schoolgirl knifes the face of another girl just because she annoyed her, and as horrifying as that moment was, it sure sounded appealing in this moment. I hate unsolicited salesman, especially in a restaurant ferchrissakes.

But my comic version saves himself with those choice book titles, unavailable on your supermarket shelves. Other books he didn’t get a chance to bring out: BUSES AND YOU, TEETH ASLEEP, and SPEARWYMYNT. Genius!

Oh, and he forced another HIGH FIVE on the way out. I’ve never seen such an awkward, uncomfortable shared human gesture.

A narrow sliver of my daily fail.

Just finished inking this gem before heading to the weekly Trubble Club shindig. The last batch of posted comics are pretty damn good, even with the profuse display of man butt, man penis, dog butt, AND dog penis. Wow, putting that down on “paper” makes me reconsider. I think the gang is back to the vow to avoid the typical jam comics gross-out.. we’ll see when the next batch is posted by Grant.

The snow is back in full effect. Walking around at night, I can’t shake the sensation that I’m walking around in an old mystery novel. It’s really beautiful here, mostly when the snow is falling.