DOOMED WIZARD DIARIES

I'd normally save this post for my daughter Arlaux's blog, but I just had share it here. The other day, Arlaux (4) and my son Ayden (6) were trying to figure out which presidents were on which coin. When they reached the penny, Arlaux triumphantly announced, "I know who's on the penny!" "Who?" asked her brother. "Johnny Cash!" Kris Kristofferson was right, I suppose. I've never been more proud. Keep it here, boppers.

It was convention time again this weekend & it was off to Detroit, Michigan to the Motorcity Comicon, which is, oddly enough, held in Novi, Michigan. Anyway, this time around it was all for fun. I've not attended a comic book convention just for the "fun of it" since I first started this wacky ride some two years ago. And this time around, it was a small army of us along for the ride. Barbi, Dwayne, his two boys Alec & Dylan and our friends Larry & Amanda "Sprinkles" Berker and their two boys Tyler & Jeremy all made the trek to geekdom this year. Aside from the radio konking out on us on the way home, the trip was uneventful, which is never the case. One of our first and most frequented stops was the Inkslinger's table. There's not much more about this guy that I can say that I haven't said before. Since I'm not sure how he might take that, I'll say one more thing: Bill will soon be taking the inking reigns on Salem, AZ...

And so another trip to SPACE has come and gone! This convention was a special one for a lot of reasons. It not only marked the second SPACE appearance for Mr. Pickle Press himself, Nik Havert & myself , but it was also the largest gathering of the happy few that make up the Orange Tablecloth Front . Who or what the hell is the OTF? you might ask? Well, I'm glad you asked. Basically a few of us indy guys got together to form a support group to help promote and support each other against the staggering odds against us set up by The Man. We're not out to change the world, just to let comic book fans know that there's a huge chunk of iceberg just below the surface. Why orange? you ask? If you ask fellow OTF conspirator Bill " The Inkslinger " Wilkison, he'll tell you it's because nothing rhymes with "orange." Above is a picture of myself (left) and Nik at the Pickle Press table just a few hours into the show. Aside from being set up across t...

I know I usually reserve the pictures of my daughter Arlaux for her own blog, but I just wanted to share these here. Here's my little four-year-old artist-in-training working diligently at my desk. For all the latest groovy news in her life, check out her blog: They Call Me "Boo-Boo."

Not since my last pice of request art have I done any drawings for the fun of it, which isn't to say that drawing isn't just plain fun anyway, but I've been so busy with my various projects that, sometimes it's fun to sit down and see what the paper's hiding. In this case, it was a picture of Kerry Connelly I like to call "Cat's Cradle." I'm thinking about turning this one into a print available for purchase at the conventions I'll be attending this year. Well, that's all for now, boppers.