The Future Of Man
December 15, 2009 by joshburggrafThe Changing Faces Of Capreolinae Romance
August 8, 2009 by joshburggrafOCT MOSQ And the Directions It Goes
August 5, 2009 by joshburggrafNew Shifts
July 12, 2009 by joshburggrafEver since that MOCCA Ive been kicking around new material, new charecters…still to live in the October Mosquito World, but who might got a little more sense of humor.
One of the notes I got came from the one of the folks at the Cestbon table. They wanted to see more graphic pictures, more line work, more black and white stuff.
Which I’d been playing around with, but hadnt ever settled into. I was toying with doing a whole comic in silhouette, but never quite got around to it.
So that stuff had been sitting on the shelf, limp bodies with no souls, hollow husks awaiting the lightning spark of life.
So I tried to connect that world with a world i already knew, and I brought in the walking Tvees.
Tried to give them a voice, a lil personality. Theres a couple more comics more in the vein of the one below over at the website
But that plot ran thin, that well ran dry too soon, too soon.
So its onto the next, the new shift, the next chapter of OCT MOSQ:
MOCCA Twenty Oh Nine
June 22, 2009 by joshburggraf
Got so busy following MOCCA I couldnt, wouldnt, didnt have time to make blog posts. But I gotta minute now. Prior to MOCCA I wrapped up the Mock Up edition of The October Mosquito Number One, and I took it around and around, asking for feedback, trading copies and occasionally dropping it off. Lot of excellent people, excellent artists there, it was a good place to be.
Thanks to everyone who helped, offered constructive criticism and ideas.
Heres a sampling of the pages, ive posted the comic in its entirety to the website
Page One:
Cool Ride Killers
May 14, 2009 by joshburggrafDance Leader
April 8, 2009 by joshburggrafBG in progress
March 24, 2009 by joshburggrafWho Wants To Write Dialogue?
March 22, 2009 by joshburggrafSo the first frame is missing. The two birds startle the cyclops. Theyre outside the diner window, they smash themselves against the glass. The cyclopian private eye jumps in alarm, and spills his soup.
In my head, they have a conversation about the cyclops’ recurrent ineptness. He lost the pompador cyclops when he was trying to tail him, which you might remember from the black and white comic panels I posted before. And according to their dialouge, we discover he’s failed at his job before this as well. The birds tell him his job is in jeopardy and warn him that further slip ups mean his end.
But…..If anybody wants to take a crack at writing dialouge, about that, or anything else that comes to mind….theres an open invation.



















