Coming up: TCAF!

April 30th, 2011

Preview of Page 219

Page 219 now online!

Luther: officially in too deep. That is his gift.

In super exciting appearance news, I’ll be crossing the Northern border for the first time in years and flying to lovely Toronto, Ontario to exhibit at the prestigious and excellent Toronto Comic Arts Festival! In addition to selling Family Man books, prints, stickers, and tiny paintings to Canadians of all kinds, I’ll be appearing on two supremely cool panels:

Saturday, 9:15-10:15
From Conception to Reality: Bringing Ideas to Fruition (with Kate Beaton, Joe Lambert, John Martz and Dylan Meconis, moderated by Dustin Harbin)Thank you to Dustin for the flattering invitation – I think this one will be 100% worth getting up early for.

Saturday, 2:30 – 3:15
Ask a Freelancer! (with Erika Moen, Lucy Knisley, and Dylan Meconis) A 33.3% girlier reprise of our  Stumptown panel, in which we discuss how to make a living out of freelance cartooning while keeping a jaunty tune on your lips!

Hopefully I’ll see some of you there – please come to this show if you can. It’s going to be delightful.

A Room With a View

April 22nd, 2011

Preview of Page 218

Page 218 now online!

I figured that if you weren’t getting naked people in this week’s page, you at least deserved many tiny houses. Next best thing, am I right?

Thank you to everybody who attended the Stumptown Comics Fest this past weekend in Portland! I had a lovely time at my table and on two panels.

Making Comics Panel

Classy cartoonist and comic book librarian Jen Vaughn has a great write-up of the show over on the Beat (and yes, that is Tom Neely’s epic Moby Dick print in my living room).

Welcome to Bordertown

I also got to hand out flyers for a new anthology that Sara Ryan and I have work in this spring. It’s called Welcome to Bordertown, and those of you who are fans of classic urban fantasy will already have your ears perked. There are some big names on the contributor list, and Sara and I collaborated on the only comics story in the collection. No pressure! More about that as we get closer to the May 24 release date…

Stumptown Comics Fest, coming up!

April 8th, 2011

Preview of Page 217

Page 217 now online!

This week’s page: best not to read in a compromised environment. (As the preview image might suggest.) Those of you who read the comic at work have just been having a rough time of it lately, haven’t you?

Relevant news: next weekend I’ll be at Stumptown Comics Fest in Portland, OR. I’ll be exhibiting at table C-24. I’ll have copies of Family Man, the last few copies of the second printing of Bite Me! (it will go out of print until summer or fall, so move fast!), tons of prints, stickers, original art (including stuff you won’t see online), t-shirts, and I’ll be taking commissions, too.

I’ll also be appearing on two panels. Come find me on Saturday at 11am in the “Making Comics” panel with my studiomates Erika Moen, Jonathan Case, and David Hahn, where we’ll talk about the tools and processes we use in our work.

Then find me on Sunday at 5pm in the “Ask a Freelancer” panel, where Erika and I will talk along with Steve Lieber about the actual nitty-gritty of being a self-employed artist. It is a lot of work, no fooling, and we would like to spare you aspiring professionals some grief by imparting our often hilariously hard-won wisdom.

Monday Morning Poem

April 4th, 2011

It’s been awhile since I posted a Monday poem; the lag is probably related to a general Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul I’ve been stuck in, wherein it becomes easy to believe that everything I specially value is probably an unwanted annoyance to the rest of the world. Logical revisitation of this situation turned up the fact that this is actually my blog, so I get to do what I want with it, and bugger anybody else’s feelings on the matter. Hence: here’s a poem, because it turns out I wanted to post one.

I read this poem at my high school graduation. It is not subtle or intellectual; like a lot of Cummings’ poetry (even the poems about death) it is bright and clean and exuberant. Perfect for a seventeen year-old girl to read aloud on the verge of a whole new stage of life.

Nearly ten years later, I know more thoroughly than ever that too much striving for sophistication can deaden the soul; it can provide an excuse for not living. The refined and sublime – that’s a bus that comes once a year. You can waste a lot of time waiting for it to turn up.

So I still love this poem, and I still need it. It takes me where I need to go – into a palce where errors and failures have their own beauty, and aren’t to be feared.

May my heart always be open to little birds

Bird Reloading wings

may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old

may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it’s sunday may i be wrong
for whenever men are right they are not young

and may myself do nothing usefully
and love yourself so more than truly
there’s never been quite such a fool who could fail
pulling all the sky over him with one smile

photo by Jose Lun Aparicio

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