Homebrew Bath

Just doofing around on the wacom a bit.  I really, really enjoy working with solid shapes; it's a nice change from the chickenscratch pencils that keep filling up my sketchbook.

Willpower is Okey-Dokey

A little photoshopped sketchbook doodle of Green Lantern doin' the Hermes Spoof. Done without knowledge of the upcoming movie. Yes, there's a movie. Who knows, all up in th' air.

Dark Light Heart

Little bit of Tim Sale comin' out through my wacom last night, specially the top right snicker-faced chap. I bet Bruce-Bruce had a bit of bi-polar disorder-- all that skulking about at night surely pushed him up in the early dawn hours to reinact William Carlos William's Danse Russe.

Th' Blue Bombinator

Megamen of Time and Clock Space

Some sketchbook doodles of Mega Man 2 for the NES, wielding Flashman's Time Stopper and Metalman's Metal Blade, with the ease of a arm canon pro. Best game ever, though I've only seen it in the pages of old school Nintendo Power. Go Capcom, go.

Snikt'd at Night

Saw that Wolverine flick th' other dee. Loved it, with only a few quips about the final climatic, superpowered conflict. S'minah, man. I digged. Definitely digged, though somehow I only doodled Wolvie once for the two days following; today I rectified the situation. Best at what I moo.

Infinity Sput-Sput

Ah, Ron Lim, you inspire me to push the known parameters of cosmic reality. Nothin' like a wee death-worshipping, impervious titan to smudge the surfer's scalp sheen. My all-time favorite marvel moments all stem from Thanos' brilliantly simple ultimate power schemes.

Wong Distance Swing

After a week of using 'vibrate' on my cell, I acquired a specialized spidey-sense tingle, though only when my phone was out of earshot. I'd hoped said tingle was a mild form of ESP, but no dice. Accurately swung under 5%. I've since abandoned my pseudo-spidey superpower in anticipation of the coming web utopia.

Voyeurism in its Underwear

Bit o' noodlin' through th' moleskine, eh? Never saw the movie, haven't read anything recent with Matt here, but we're old school wrastlin' buddies. I mean boxing. I mean horns.

Sweet Colors of th' Rambow

My first real color messin' with my still somewhat-new wacom tabbey. Fantastic, fantastic. I was definitely going about it entirely the wrong way before, but it's a downright digital sweet sailboat cruisin' free of port, free of restraint, free of metaphor.

These spideys sticky fingered their way into my moleskine and swung out in full tecno-spectral gear. Thwippins.