The Future Of Man

The Changing Faces Of Capreolinae Romance

OCT MOSQ And the Directions It Goes

These guys, the new jacks.  The underpaid actors of my mind.  The new stars of tomorrow.  

The moose chef and the cave ape-man

You ready?

Any given day, you might get some culture:

some Romance:

some Moral Dillemas :

Maybe even some Dinner:

New Shifts

Ever 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

 

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:

Page 7:

The Spread:

The beginning of the transformation on page 14:

And the outro, page 19:

Cool Ride Killers

two local toughs, they dont take kindly to nobody

Dance Leader

BG in progress

Who Wants To Write Dialogue?

So 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.

Unused Junior Sneak Peek

 

 

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