This is real color inking.
Think of it as coloring books for grown-ups.
Oh, and I get to do this for MONEY.
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This is all based on stuff that’s been… leaked… to me.
No, it’s only a comic book!
Why would this child know what was in the newspapers, even of his own time? What children do we know that read papers, even in a nice warm living room — and then outside the comics pages?
A German soldier once asked me, “Whatever happened to Rommel?”
Once again, it made me realize that often the very participants in an event don’t know what happened. Nor do they care. The soldier had been through the end of a war, in prison camps, and then went to America to build a fine career as a cartoonist. Why would he know or care what had happened to a commanding officer not even his own?
One of the problems of writing history is the anachronism of awareness. You and I may be able to get whole books about Rommel based on his diaries, histories and memoirs, but these are not available to the people right there at the time.
We can’t use the term “paranoid” in the time of Horatio Hornblower, and we can’t talk about “a million” in the common parlance of the 18th century. It can take a generation for “everybody” to know about the details of an event, real or mythological.
I’ve fallen into the trap of thinking nobody had wristwatches because MEN didn’t wear them until after WWI. We have to be ever alert (and thank all our supergeek readers for keeping us on our toes!).
Maybe I should color stuff. Maybe I should be more meticulous.
But, damnit, I just like how fresh, easy-going freehand black and white LOOKS. Color – um – takes away from somebody’s privilege to see the colors they want to see in their heads.
What do you see?
This was drawn right after issue #25 — “Beautiful” — and still has the line style of spooky woods.
Ooh. I really love the line in this one. I used to think this was a bad one.
This is why I don’t like straight-edges; no emotional quality. And what ARE humans but little bundles of emotions?
I think the tank is thinking about chugging backwards.
The punishment here was a friend’s idea.
I thought it was hilarious — and so appropriately military.
I’ve always wondered why my readers consider Winzig so sexy (well, SOME of you do, anyway).
It didn’t originate here — this nudity cannot be attractive.
This is actually the most truly stomach-turning moment in this episode. Shit you can wash off — somebody’s beloved head you cannot stick back on.
It was just fun to have the Peach lose his temper as badly as he did in the bar fight in issue two.
Playing against type is so much fun for any actor — and the audience.
Elizabeth Taylor, the pretty innocent ingénue, and Richard Burton, Shakespearean and adventure actor, suddenly slouching sullenly into the first scene Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf, is one of my favorites.
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