Day 017
I’ve been working on the sides to the display box for my apperance at Empires Comic Vault in Sacramento for Free Comic book day. My daily sketch was the pencils from it. Hand cramps and hardons ensued as I inked this piece of shit.
and if you need to find out about Free Comic book day, you can come see me until it begins to begin to become unbearable, ANNNDDDD get a copy of my Ben Smash! comic that you can only get on FCBD at Empire’s Comic Vault. Oh and my book will be free as well.
Empire’s Comics Vault
1120 Fulton Ave. Suite K
Sacramento, CA 95825
Phone: (916)482-8779
Day 016
So Free Comic Book Day is on May 5th & I’ll be at Empire’s Comic Vault giving away free copies of my books and doing sketches as long as my hand holds up. That being said I’ve been putting together a little display box to hold my shit so it doesn’t just look like a mess sprawled all over a table.
It’s made of foam cored cardboard, which I’ve taped together to see how it’ll look. The image above will cover the back of the display and I’m slowly throwing together the rest of the imagery that will wrap around this thing. I hope it doesn’t suck.
Here’s the info for FCBD at Empire:
Empire’s Comics Vault
1120 Fulton Ave. Suite K
Sacramento, CA 95825
Phone: (916)482-8779
Angus Young March 31, 1955
AC/DC is one of the bands that I really locked onto when I was first discovering there was music that was made after the 1960′s. They make basically the same exact song over and over again and yet it still fucking rules. Angus Young has created some of the best guitar riffs ever known to man. Today I pay homage, because after all it is a long way to the top.
Quentin Tarantino March 27, 1963
So I wanted to see some Wes Cravens New Nightmare all week and I wasn’t able to see it. My step mom wanted to see a movie called Pulp Ficiton. Lets face it seeing Freddy Kruger drag some bitch up a hospital wall and slicing her into a big fucking pile of blood and guts sounds way more appealing to me than some movie that’s nominated for a shitload of Academy Awards that I’ve never heard a single fucking thing about. I mean for Christ sakes, look at how awesome Freddy looks dragging poor Julie up the wall!!!
But since my step mom had the money she got to take me to what she considered to be an art house film, that’s really nice starring the lovable John Travolta. Little did she know when she took her 11 year old step son to this critically acclaimed film that it would involve man on man ass rape.
She was absolutely horrified and I sat in my movie chair loving every second of the movie. I’d never seen anything like it in my entire life and it was/still is one of the top 5 movies I’ve ever seen in my entire life. So happy birthday Mr. Tarantino and thank you for introducing me into a world of snorting heroin and raping men.