I'm Shain, and welcome to my Tumblr, home of my redraw series The Dunning-Kruger Effect on Man-In-The-Moon Marigolds. Check the tag "DK effect" to see how much progress in drawing one can make with very little talent and a lot of work. Not very inspiring!
I write and draw 3 weekly webcomics, Georgie Girls, Behind the Blue Door and The Element of Surprise, all on my website, Mister Kitty and Friends.
Coming up in a few weeks in Behind the Blue Door. Sometimes it’s nice to just not give a shit about looking good or making sense…
I am almost done with my strip, Zero Fighter. I learned a lot doing this strip. I learned the value of planning a story out ahead of time (which I didn’t do), I learned I should make model sheets for my characters and exactly what they’re going to be wearing at every stage of the story (which I also didn’t do), and I learned the value of just getting that brush all wet and slapping it down on the page (which I already knew and still enjoy the hell out of).
Because I went into it with the vaguest of plans, the story is disjointed and moves awkwardly. The pacing is all wrong in several parts, and I have the sneaking suspicion that there are important plot points that I abandoned halfway through and then forgot I abandoned and am still acting like they affect the story.
On the plus side, working with the roughest of outlines has allowed me to keep the story fresh and to approach it every week as a challenge, rather than a “okay, time to make the donuts” attitude. My initial concept for the story was, in part, based on my mindset in the time involved - the late 1970s, when I was an elementary school kid devouring UFO books and “In Search Of” and TV shows like Space Giants and Six Million Dollar Man, when a post-Watergate paranoia infested every aspect of popular culture. Things never got explained fully, stories never matched, there weren’t neat little explanations for everything, because life doesn’t work like that. I don’t think I’ve gotten anywhere close enough to those sort of thematic elements, but I have been trying to evoke the weird, dreamlike state of terrifying things happening in an inexplicable world.
Working from a rough outline also allowed me to throw in real-life events, to short-circuit story elements that didn’t work out, to just jettison entire subplots and cut to the chase, to introduce things simply because I wanted to draw them.
Which in a big way was why I started the strip in the first place; I’m lousy at drawing women and cars and buildings and machinery, and I needed the practice. For somebody who’s spent decades drawing stupid little comics I’m remarkably bad at the kind of boring storytelling put-people-in-room-and-have-them-talk sort of stuff that even the shittiest Charlton hack could bat out in his sleep. I’m still pretty bad at it, but at this stage I have at least begun to know what I don’t know.
Anyway, it’s almost done. If you’ve been reading the strip, I sincerely thank you, and apologize for how long it’s been taking.
Being disliked by other racists doesn’t preclude anyone from being an actual racist themselves. Especially if that person has a history of purposely pissing off and alienating their friends.
Bruce Lewis is inviting everyone over to his place to watch Starblazers.
I watched that as a kid (used to run home from school to watch it), and I even got in a fight on the playground with another kid who tried to tell me Battle of the Planets was better. (Obviously, it isn’t.)
Now, I’ve thought about this and decided I really need to not go. As much as I love the show, it’s really more about the host, with whom I’ve had a few disagreements. It’s not that Bruce is an out and out racist, at least not the classic definition of one, or even someone who would aspire to that sort of thing. Sure he’s been involved in a few questionable projects, but actual racists dislike him. I won’t say a guy isn’t allowed to have an opinion. It may be just a political thing. Or it could be the fascist thing. I’m sure he’s got fans out there.