It’s been a busy couple of weeks here and only looking to get busier. Let’s talk about the fun stuff though. Two weeks ago marked a momentous occasion. Not only was it my first trip to Chicago Comic-Con but, much more importantly, it was the first time I got to meet Tyler, and his lovely lady, in person.
I had invited him a few months ago to come up and stay with me so they could come to the con. I have a tendency to get distracted and/or forget about things when…
Since we hadn’t talked about it for a while I promptly forgot the whole thing. Then Tyler sent me a message asking if I was still willing to have them. I said, of course, and quickly began cleaning my place. This took longer than normal because I had some special preparations to make. You know, in case they were serial killers.
It seemed like we were a little nervous at first but before too long we all relaxed and started having fun. Laura even pretended to laugh, or at least that she wasn’t offended, by my jokes. After their first trip to a Chicago style fast food place for a beef sandwich and combination, we headed into the city. I screwed up the tour a little bit since I didn’t realize the Art Institute closed at five and that was the main thing Tyler wanted to do. They took it in stride though and said we’d get there sooner next time. Maybe we’ll even have enough time to do it right.
Food and booze may have been the order of the first day, but day two was about geeking out at the Chicago ComicCon. It was my first time at that particular con but it was their first con all together. I can remember going to my first con years ago and being totally overwhelmed. I spent most of the time just following a friend around so it was cool for me to pay that back and show them around. For a first con, and only having one day, we covered a ton of ground. We hit the whole hall, artist alley, and even went to a presentation about creating webcomics. I’m not sure what I can apply that to in my life, but maybe something will come up. Lastly, they waited in line to get an autograph from Jon Bernthal, aka Shane, from The Walking Dead. I kept coming and going checking on how far along the line they were. Thankfully, I made it back just in time to do this:
All in all, I’d say it was a fun and successful con and trip as a whole.
So, I’ve been working at this coloring thing for a little bit now and I have to say I like contributing to the comic in a much more visceral way. My work goes slowly but I think I’m getting the hang of it. Maybe some day I’ll even be able to do some of the cool stuff with shadows and textures like Tyler does. Until then, I’d just like to go on record as saying that when I’m solely responsible for the coloring it is always high noon and/or the characters are all under florescent lights that are directly above them. This is a necessary part of the story and how dare you question the physics of my world!
I did experience some momentary delusions of grandeur during the coloring process that I had not anticipated. While I was working on one of the scanned drawings, I started to think, “Hey, this is art. I’m making art! This isn’t so hard. Why did I think I couldn’t do this?!? I’m friggin’ amazing!” Just before I was about to quit my job to devote myself full-time to my art, but not before a little maniacal laughter, it hit me.
I wasn’t making art. I was coloring Tyler’s art. After using a bucket to fill most of the stuff in I zoomed waaaaaaayyyyyy in and was clicking pixel after pixel to get rid of little white spots. If I tried drawing something it would end up like this. I was the much less skilled Banky to Tyler’s Holden. It was a truly soul shattering moment. I didn’t know who I was anymore. Matt, the artist, was no more. I didn’t have time to go through an emo phase, dye my hair, or get anything pierced. Even more importantly, I never got my chance to be the shy kid who won the head cheerleader over with my drawings proving that I wasn’t just some creepy guy so then she poses nude for me!
I’m not going to lie to you. It was tough pulling myself back from the brink. My entire life as I had known for the last several minutes was crushed under the savage boot of reality. I gathered up the tiny pieces of confetti that was my short lived dream…and went back to coloring.
By the way, if you do a YouTube search for “crushing boot” you come up with a surprising amount of videos of women crushing things wearing boots. Good to know I guess…if you’re looking for that sort of thing.
It’s been a long time coming (and even longer in the works it seems like) but Geekdumb is finally returning to the webcomic ring! Like any comeback the road will be long and steep but with the support of you, our intrepid fans, a little luck, and plenty of raw eggs I’m sure we’ll make it. Or at least we’ll make a few people chuckle. Now if only we had something like this to really get us ready.
There’s going to be a few changes but all for the good. Tyler has started experimenting with a hand drawn version of the comic that we will be going with in the future. He’s also talked me into learning how to color it for him. I was leery at first, but when he said this would cut the time he needs to make comics in half I grabbed my Crayolas, watched a quick tutorial for a refresher, and was ready to go. Apparently my crayons (coupled with my inability to stay inside the lines) aren’t going to cut it though so I’m going to be learning to use that photo shops the kids are all talking about.
So stay tuned friends. We’ve got the website set, the story arc is completely written, and we’ve got a good set of comics canned and ready to go. A little more patience, access to a can opener, and we’ll soon be back.