Gorullian Zombie Henchmen

Unfortunately what Greg failed to mention in his last post is three members of the crew have already been infected by the space zombie plague. Left for dead during a battle in the lower intestinal track, the 3 newly appointed Gorullian servants have been ferociously tracking their old team mates. So much for “no man….er..alien….left behind!”

There’s a score to settle and it sure ain’t going to be pretty.

Space Camp: Day 27

Life is good. The tidal wave of boxes has finally subsided as my wife and I get settled in our new place. Even the studio has started to take shape – this is the first time we’ve shared a studio space since college. (Though I think she would have preferred her own room when I was rockin’ to Bon Jovi: Slippery When Wet.)

As far as the image, I’m finding I really enjoy having bad things sneak up on characters. Not sure why but I’m guessing there’s some deep rooted Freudian complex at play.

Captain Darkwater

Well, this month has been one crazy adventure. My wife and I have spent the majority of the last few weeks moving into our new home in NC. After 4 months of camping at my gracious in-laws, we’ve finally found our way to our new suburbian domain. I’m thinking of building a small city from all the boxes.

Greg and I are finally starting to get settled and ready to roll on the box once again. Hope everyone has a groovy Dick Clark-ish new years – keep it safe homies!

*Update*
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Black Friday

So Greg is on his way across the country, driving solo with his large dog and feisty cat. It’s a hell of a way to spend Thanksgiving but that’s just how he rolls. Oddly coincidental, as I rode the wave of shoppers today I came across the limited edition action figure above. Talk about a deal, even after rummaging through the assorted bin of toothpaste and those really large bouncy balls. Small world!

The ‘Box hopes everyone had an awesome holiday and wish you safe travels wherever you’re headed. Winter is just around the corner!

Space Camp: Day 15

Drawing is tough. Not kinda tough, or partially tough, or fleetingly tough – more like you want to pull your hair out while running into oncoming traffic tough. Tonight was a rough one which involved painting the above image twice from scratch. Fortunately my lovely wife and cats were here to keep me company, no matter how much I was swearing. I plan on locking away the first version in a tiny aluminum box to be buried deeply in the back yard.

So if you found yourself at your drawing board this evening slapping yourself around or questioning if you would ever draw anything palatable ever again, a kid in North Carolina was sitting right along with you.

Battle onward everyone!

Space Sickness

When I was a kid I had terrible bouts with motion sickness. I’ve thrown up in purses, back seats, front seats, and even baseball helmets. The toughest journeys were those in the summer to New Hampshire – a truly intimidating 4 hours away. One fateful trek left my brother holding my ankles as I hung out the back of the family van doing what I had to do. I don’t think I’ll ever forget the look on the driver’s face behind us as my Dad swerved down the highway. Fortunately these days aren’t so bad but if we hang out, please, let me drive.

Until next time!