Wednesday, July 28, 2010
According to the rhyme, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall and was mortally wounded, and despite the efforts of many, he eventually died from his injuries. And that kid Jack fell down a hill and broke his crown. He cracked his skull, though evidently he survived. And then Peter Peter stuffed his wife in a pumpkin shell. Yikes! Those old nursery rhymes were serious business, man.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
I spent more time drawing this panel than any other, and it probably would have been just as successful as a simple rough. A lot of times I'll think of gags where the joke involves a lot of people, like someone reacting in a large crowd, or about complicated things, such as an explosion in a factory, and since I like to draw it can easily get out of hand. So, I usually avoid those ideas. I've found that the simpler the gag, the more successful it is. I mean, is an explosion in a glue factory really funnier than some poor slob slipping on icy pavement? Hmmmm.... let me think about that.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Can you imagine what it would be like to stand all day long, and the only way you could rest your feet is to balance on just one? The only other way is to just fly around exerting a ton of energy, thereby giving your legs some rest. And you wanted to be a bird.
Friday, July 23, 2010
I admit it. As a kid I was a class clown, always looking for any opportunity to bust up the kid next to me, or if possible, everyone in the room. I spent many hours writing apology sentences, sitting next to the teacher, or outside the classroom door moping and feeling misunderstood. Occasionally, I'd make it to the principal's office. A few of my teachers genuinely liked me, but most wanted to throw me out on my ear. I don't blame them at all now, because I grew up and realized that it's WRONG to disrupt the class (even though they seemed to like it).
I met up with an old music teacher later who I felt that I really worked over, so I apologized to her. But she said I was fine, I caused her no problems. Huh? I guess I made no impression on her at all. So now I'm thinking it's all in my head, maybe I was actually just a nerdy bookworm who secretly wanted to be a class clown but was afraid to utter a peep, and the whole thing is just my imagination. Dang!
Monday, July 19, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
My Favorite medium for cartooning is by far the 4X6" yellow Post-it note, its small size and instantly hang-able sticky back serves my needs perfectly; primarily to share a quick laugh with co-workers which they can then stick up in their offices or cubes. I rarely have time to do full size cartoon gags at work, but the Post-it note allows for a quick transfer of brain-wave to paper when an idea hits, which unfortunately is quite often (don't tell the boss). Over the years I've drawn many Post-it gags, but most have either been given away to the person who was the subject of the humor, or swallowed up by the constantly morphing cubicle walls of a thousand different work places.
Friday, July 16, 2010
Seems like every household and workplace has the same problem with getting the air temp just right so everyone is happy. I've dealt with this a lot at work when a group of offices all share the same central air ducting. Too hot, too cold; the fight over the thermostat never ends. So I thought, what's the most ridiculous place to find one... I suppose that would be hell. And then I thought of the absurdity of having it readily accessible to everyone there. Voila!
Thursday, July 15, 2010
More horizontal panels, and the sky's the limit with this theme. When lab experiments go wrong in my comic world, it' s not just a little screw up like spilling your milk on the carpet, but a major FAIL that cannot be hidden from the world: "So, you decided to build a monster, eh? Well, you can just live with him in your bedroom... for life!"
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Here's an example of my favorite format for gags, the vertical panel. Maybe I'm more comfortable with it because of all the drawings I did as a kid on drawing pads that are laid out this way. This gag is my homage to the sloppy bachelor, who sins away happily behind closed doors, or so he thought.