Showing posts with label Water Closet Press. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Water Closet Press. Show all posts

Monday, 26 May 2014

Gentzilla

Richard and I had a blast at the London MCM this past weekend.  Here is something I did to keep my hands from idleness over the two days...




The text is taken from a print by artist Dowaito and master calligrapher Tanaka Shinko and means "counter poison with poison" or "fight fire with fire".  There is currently no known reason as to why The Gent would ever be so huge.

Oh and also, check out what the stupendous Pete Taylor of the Swansea Comics Collective bequeathed to us at the Bristol Expo a few weeks ago!

The Gentry a la Pete Taylor

Well, that's all for now. We'll try and give a more detailed report of our past two cons in the near future, but you know what we're like.

Signing off,
Jordan

Tuesday, 11 June 2013

Rough Planet


I had a bunch of Weird Planet rough work and concept sketches floating around the flat that I didn't quite know what to do with, so I thought I'd scan them in and give you a chance to see the comic without it's clothes on before dropping them in the ol' recycle bin. 


Imagining the visual world and the characters who populate it is my favorite stage in the development process, where it's all about just getting the ideas down on paper. Many of those ideas don't end up translating into the final piece and serve as more of a creative background radiation for me; it's nice for me to give them some daylight here.

There are lots of little permutations that occur as I try to get things just right, much to both Rich and my wife's annoyance ("Does this look better? What about this? Or this? Okay: this?). Why not compare these to the final comic and see if you can spot the differences? Weee, a game!

The first time I've done the thumbnail sketching stage sans Rich.


Playing with some avian and Mesoamerican influences for the Malakhim, and an early Thomas character study
 
Trying a new (and unsuccessful) over-sized thumbnailing technique
 

Divine evolution. I briefly toyed with the idea of having scraggly clipped feathers poking out from under his manacles.
 

    
And then there's colour, my mortal enemy. Sometimes I wish I was colour blind so I didn't have to worry about it. Oh wait.... hello black and white comics.  

It also helps settle petty disputes between Rich and I, like whether or not our protagonist could possibly be a ginger (the answer is no).



Getting psychedelic...

Let's try some normal colours (incomplete).

Enough of this madness!

Signing off,
JC