Posts Tagged ‘the desert peach’
Having fun with skulls and Northwest native designs. Why the hell not? There are no aerodynamics in outer space.
Yes, that’s the Peach’s blood. It’s gone bad like Milk and Cheese.
Basically a two-color page. I had fun!
I had such fun with AFTERDEAD and the right to draw mammoths AND half-tracks if I wanted.
And more fun than anybody playing with digital color. You can almost hear me going, “Wheeee!” can’t you?
Now who is that on the mammoth?
It says, “If only that were the end.”
The SS commandant this is based had to keep up a quota – and yes, you know which one – in order to stay in the commandant’s position, allowing him to sneak whom he could out of the camp and find medicine for others.
I couldn’t have done it. I don’t have that much moral courage. Nobody does. How the hell did he do it? How does anyone have the guts to do that?
There’s no record he was sick to his stomach or had screaming guilt headaches — but he did shoot himself as soon as he could.
(IF this book does not continue on this site for AFTERDEAD 1 and 2, which are really Desert Peach 31 and 32, which it MIGHT, so stay tuned):
This is the last page of the series that was called “The Desert Peach,” (at least for now). It continues with all my characters in the surreal series AFTERDEAD. Go see what Pfirsich gets up to in his afterlife! He really does love his cell-phone. But it does no good against harpies.
Once the war began, the Red Cross couldn’t get in to examine the camps any more.
Another reason for not starting wars, no matter what; the regimes involved get to use security as an excuse to do anything they want.
Of course, Udo wouldn’t know; he only has ever had to put up with his own nutty gang.
Oh, now everybody’s in trouble.
Oddly enough, the Stinz series is also running pages about conscience – in this case, the growth of conscience in children.
I’m not translating the Family Language this time, because I’ll bet my readers get it by now.
Or you can wait until the next page and see if you’re right.
Cursing will give us away every time.
Hmmmm… not taking any Lords’ names in vain. Wonder if it started during hiding times? Just wondering.