turns out that kids speak in all caps.

this is it: my final pre-final comic (i.e., the one i did right before the ones i posted earlier, which was my actual final for the class). it was supposed to be a kids comic (right up my adorable alley, mentioned here), so my solution was a classic closet monster scenario. presented both in glorious full-color and classy black and white, for class and for my art-market mini-comic, respectively. i think i prefer the black and white, honestly. still getting the hang of the whole digital color situation. SPRING GOAL!

they are presented as two-page spreads, so arguably, the tentacle-friend propping the comic up for your reading pleasure could jump the gutter in the center between the pages and connect them like a fun maze - hooray.

crypto-fun for everyone.

what says "finals hooray!" more than cryptozoology? nothing. here is my sequential final, a series of mildly educational comics for kids to learn about geography slash cryptozoology while befriending nice monsters like the yeti or nessie. digital! limited color! complementary palettes! ish! i'm still working out the digital kinks as i'm getting more and more comfortable working this way. they are designed to be a serial comic in the back of some kids magazine that would run geography comics. like national geographic kids, i guess.
in other news, i forgot to ever post my last comic before this one so that it on it's way... later. it's in color too! also, i dropped my computer today (can you say OH BALLS? because i sure can. and did. especially if "balls" is spelled with many more expletives.) so my keyboard's been a little wonky, typing unecessarily frequent and unwanted e's. THIS IS MY DISCLAIMER IN THE EVENT THAT THIS POST IS RIDDLED WITH E-RELATED TYPOS.

hmmm, unbearably adorable? check.

hi hi, sorry it took me a while to get this not-most-recent comic posted. i was waffling on the limited color -- thoughts? originally it was just black and white.

this one had some oddly specific (read: annoying) restrictions on it, in that the narrative had to directly involve a specific object that we owned AND it had to appear in every panel AND at least one panel on each page had to showcase just the object with no other character. ummm, what? thankfully i think this turned out pretty okay, despite the hoop-jumping.

fun fact: the umbrella showcased above is the one i snatched for free from my improv everywhere escapades in nyc in october. i fibbed on the handle though, because cane handles are cooler than... non-cane handles. less fun fact: none of these things happened with this umbrella. that i know of.

also, happy thanksgiving! i love cranberry sauce.

i am so predictable.

my latest sequential piece is a record-breaking THREE PAGES LONG, and by record-breaking, i basically mean "the longest comic i've made thus far." anyway, it's (no surprise) a romance-ish, bouncing back and forth through time as a sad old man reminisces about the one that got away.
like i said, zero percent surprising. in other news, it's halloween!! so go eat lots of candy and watch scary movies.

platonic, entirely appropriate, and not at all scandalous.

so a bit overdue, here is my two! two! two!-page comic, "hide and seek" (the first of its kind!). it's slightly less suspensful when you can see both pages at once, but since i still can't do anything but adorable anyway, it's not that suspenseful to start with. be prepared for a full-on "awww" at least once, maybe more, depending on how susceptible to cute you are.
it's hanging in the illustration department's show here at mica right now, alongside one hundred thousand other cool kids taking classes with b.ralph (linked constantly, so i'll shut up about him already. his site's over on the left if you've been out of the loop since forever). if you're a baltimorean (baltimoreon? baltimoron?) then you can check it out for real, slightly more tangible and bigger! also on display is my hug-a-city friend, downstairs in the juried undergrad exhibition. she was my final from brian's class last year, so it's basically just a brian lovefest. minus the awkward implications that statement probably has.

oh, symbiosis.

here is last week's comic about adorably mismatched roommates. i have a bad habit of leaving the titles off my comics, but that will be remedied with the upcoming one, with 100% more, aka two, pages. for now, enjoy this little friend.

castaway, sort of.

my second comic for brian's class, slash ever, based in the idea of the castaway (single character) escaping the island (any sort of entrapment/place). also, silent! since text and word bubbles introduce a whole other mess of complications. it reads without too much explanation, i hope? isn't that the point of a comic?
just a quick one today since i'm off to spx to spend money and drool over semi-famous people. i went to the spx-plosion last night (a pre-spx comics party-hipster-nerdfest of awesomeness) to see brian and others read their comics aloud and check out atomic books' new digs, where the event was held. weirdly enough, they partner with one of my favorite blogs, largehearted boy, to promote his "52 books, 52 weeks" resolution, and they're in baltimore, and they're awesome. anyway, see you tomorrow for dailies (now under slightly higher pressure since they're going on a wall next semester).

back in the saddle, or, finally, some new work!

hi everyone! shocking as it must be to hear from me in any kind of non-'dailies at 11:30pm on a sunday night, terse and short on time and patience' sort of capacity, here i am! with things to show! i know you must be thrilled. here is the first comic i did for sequential art, with the unbelievable brian ralph, also linked on the side. the theme was "what goes up...", or, something falling down. i took that very loosely to mean the idea of falling things, rather than actually drawing a leaf falling to the ground for 10 panels. go figure, brian wanted the latter. so here's me not following directions (including an ultra-emo first panel for which i truly apologize): no one takes into consideration how that extra-crunchy looking leaf that you went out of your way to step on feels after you grind it into the pavement. just saying.

in other news, i'm jetting (in a bus, so not so much jetting at all) to nyc this saturday to participate in improv everywhere's mp3 experiment, go eat delicious rice pudding, and maybe haunt the strand a bit. then baltimore comic con on sunday, followed by the even better small press expo and a ratatat show the following weekend. throw a built to spill concert in the mix tomorrow night, and then some time to let my head stop spinning. apparently i am fully engaged with the idea that "all work and no play makes alissandra a dull girl."