I’ve decided that seeing an actual Tasmanian Devil might be a bit of a letdown. I always thought they made “blegh blah fleh spit grwaaar bawr rawr” noises while they spun up tornadoes but apparently they’re small marsupials with fat tails.
This comic looked very different in the first incarnation but a blue screen of death popped up, corrupted my work in progress, and stole away about four hours of my life. Chomp, crack, crunch. It’s ok, I like this version better.
Today is Aaron Suring’s 31st Birthday! Aaron is the smartest, fartiest, beardiest, most easy going, and sweetest guy I know. Aaron has recently been complaining that his memory isn’t as good as it once was so I thought it would be nice if all his friends could share some of their memories with him.
I’ve got quite a few and I don’t want to embarrass him too much but I hope he remembers the time he got trapped behind his bed.
His mattress was slightly off frame and when he jumped under the covers, the mattress flipped up and wedged him into the crack between the wall and the bed frame. His arms were pinned at his side and the bunk bed had a heavy dresser beneath it so he couldn’t budge. He had enough air and wasn’t too uncomfortable so when I came home I just heard muffled and mysterious snoring sounds coming from a seemingly empty room.
I had an interesting childhood, largely thanks to my interesting parents. We lived next to a theatre and above a bar for the first couple years of my life.
After my sister was born we moved into our first real house, only it wasn’t a real house, it was a round water barrel with portal windows and an enormous front door decorated with Tlingit carvings and abalone inlays.
There were always strange and wonderful things appearing at the round house. We had an old fire truck, a giant piece of galvanized steel culvert, a playground built from scavenged parts, and one day a goldfish showed up.
This comic is a true story and a tribute to my dad, happy belated Father’s Day!
Apologies to regular readers, the comic came late this week because Aaron and I were hitchhiking to a wedding up near Delta Junction. We’ll share the story of the adventure and post some pictures after catching up on sleep.
It’s been a while since I’ve seen The Last Unicorn and I forgot how much I liked the backgrounds and illustrations from the film. I wanted to learn more about the animation and fell down an interesting rabbit hole.
The animation for The Last Unicorn was done by Topcraft, the same studio which animated The Hobbit. After completing The Last Unicorn they animated Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind for Hayao Miyazaki. With the success of Nausicaä, several Topcraft crew members went on to form the core of Studio Ghibli, the studio responsible for Princess Mononoke, Spirited Away and many of the best animated films of our time.
Other members of the Topcraft crew went on to work for Pacific Animation Corporation, the studio behind the Thundercats, a connection I think Aaron will appreciate.
Dovecote is a romantic comedy with a clever, pseudo-historic backdrop and a plot driven by solid, well balanced characters. The lively artwork complements the thoughtful storytelling and the little touches daubed around the website bring it all together.
I’m enamored and I think this is a great starting point for people who aren’t interested in super hero comics or the broken pacing of strips. Of course, as they say on Reading Rainbow, “you don’t have to take my word for it…”
