One week webcomic - Lil' Squirt

Hey everybody! Here's a little shorty webcomic I recently made and published online through the

Slumberland Digest

. I switched over to a style that was going to let me produce this puppy really quickly as we had just had our first baby (who is now 3 months old!!!!) and time was definitely of the essence. It still is, but by God's grace I've been able to stay on top of my other projects. Anywho, please enjoy Lil' Squirt. If you do like it, feel free to leave me feedback either here or Twitter! I love hearing from you guys. Thanks!

Well, well, well...Lil' Squirt saved the day! Sometimes, we aren't the ones who change much in our day to day living. However, when we treat others lovingly and with a little respect, we may just change how they act and react with others.

Go be awesome out there folks! Remember, if you liked it, please do drop me a message! Artist types love them some feedback.

75 Year Old Batman may be Senile but He's Still Got Gadgets

Dear Director,

   A longtime supporter of the various Arkham Treatment Facility, Mr. Bruce Wayne is treated with the utmost care. Mr. Wayne's is a complex case. He is suffering from multiple psychological issues that, we think, arise from living under the public eye for so long. Of course, we all know the Bruce Wayne of days past-that billion dollar playboy. In and out of the tabloids and newspapers, Mr. Wayne was constantly under public scrutiny. It is our belief that such a long standing relationship with the public eye in such a negative light has created what we can only refer to as neurotic episodes of paranoia and delusions of grandeur.

   Mr. Wayne has upon repeated occasions broken out of his room during night hours, donned a makeshift costume and crept through the halls doing what he calls "stalking". It seems, as sad as it is, that Bruce Wayne believes that he is the Batman (the costumed vigilante that once caught criminals in Gotham City proper). 

   It would be wrong of me not to note that Mr. Wayne has a tremendous amount of physical damage to his body. Most of this shows itself in the form of scarring, evidence of poorly mended broken bones and a general lack of any cartilage in any of his extremities. It seems that Mr. Wayne may have been hiding these psychological problems from the public for some time. 

   Further observation is needed. Thank you sir.

                                                                                                                     -Dr. Bill Main

A comic that basically recounts my childhood in one sitting

A wonderful friend recently asked me to participate in a little collective of artists and writers creating all ages comics. The group, called The Slumberland Digest, posts nightly installments of comics so your dreamy head can go to sleep on a good note. Follow them, as there are little differences my comic that you can only see on the IG. Here's a link: The Slumberland Digest

That being said, here is my pretty true to life comic. I was a Nintendo junkie.

Getting Frustrated

Oh hello there!

I really have no witty segue into this so I'll just jump right in.

I have a couple close friends who have been battling terminal cancer this year. In both cases, the disease  came on really quickly and has been super aggressive. With multiple treatments, diet changes etc, the cancer just seems to keep coming.

Our one friend, Stephanie, who's husband I worked with at Trader Joe's and became fast friends with, just passed over the weekend. Their battle with this disease was at once painful and really encouraging. They were always hopeful, never blaming God for their trouble and always being the ones encouraging others to see things the right way. It's been a real testimony to what real faith does in crappy circumstances.

These are the times when our dependence on Christ (for those who identify as Christians) becomes either stronger or tossed to the wayside. I've see awesome things go on in my friends' lives by way of God's faithfulness. Their faith and endurance has been on total display to my wife and I. They've just displayed a real selfless commitment to each other and the people around them. Their hearts have been joyful in the midst of terrible pain. Humor hasn't left them either.

I'm still feeling frustrated at the actual disease even though I've seen such a clearly good way of going through it displayed by my friends. I know there are better ways to deal with my frustration, but in a way, this still seemed appropriate:

Nerd Alert

Is it weird that I feel uncomfortable with everyone throwing around the "nerd" term? Allow me to explain: I don't mean that I'm uncomfortable because its really mean or derogatory. I guess I feel like I can't jump on board when people just add nerd after whatever thing they're obsessed about. ie: I'm a total _______nerd. 

While that may be true in some cases, I feel like people are jumping on the nerd bandwagon. There are a lot of people around the old internet these days claiming nerd genes without really striving for that peak of isolated, obsessive, really-good-at-what-you-do nerdiness. 

Look, I understand that there is a really solid philosophical argument for nerd-dom branching into every area of society but I don't think it applies when a person is only going half speed into their chosen nerd path. Ok, ok...I need to pipe down.

Ok, I'm piped. At any rate, I drew this guy and I love him. Thanks to the fantastic Mr. Frenden, that's Ray Frenden to you folks, and his marvelous brush pack for Photoshop, this little digital drawing was done in a jiffy.

 Here's just a simple version of him. He's sad because he knows that people only spend an average of under 5 minutes looking at a given blog post per day. Stick around, maybe he'll cheer up.

A little animation of how I worked it up with those Frenden brushes.

Maybe I'm a little bitter. I need to check that I think...