Back… with excuses!

August 26, 2012

In all seriousness though I appear to have caught the head cold of the decade while I was on holiday in Wales. Thankfully I think I’ve slept/drugged most of it out of my system last night and I’m either on the mend or about to emerge in my newly mutated form…

My next page is approaching completion, but between being ill and trying to draw at the beach in the face of strong winds it’s still got a little way to go. More very soon, I promise ;)


Ictus Ergo Sum

March 26, 2012

Move along, nothing to see here…


Excuses, excuses…

March 6, 2012

In all seriousness though it wasn’t for lack of trying that Branch’s new page hasn’t materialised, I’ve been steadily working on it but ended up having more trouble with some areas than anticipated. I promise, within this week, no matter what!


Insert page here…

January 9, 2012

I need to be more careful how use the word ‘DEFINITELY’.

It’s no secret that I’m somewhat slow in the art department; an unfortunate combination of misguided perfectionism (my work being far from perfect) and general incompetence. Seeing people who can effortlessly churn out pages of a superior standard in less than half the time frankly makes me green with envy, but I’m not going to get quicker overnight. Regardless, the truth is that I could and should have had the latest up this afternoon as planned.

Yesterday I worked till late/early in a drive to complete the page before stinging eyes and a headache biologically informed me it wasn’t happening. Short of cutting back to stick men and eschewing colour I doubt it could have been done in one night, the real problem however is somewhat bigger. I rave on about trying to be disciplined on a regular basis, but looking back over the past week I can think of literally dozens of small breaks and distractions I might have avoided if I’d planned ahead. A couple of hours on a film one evening, a walk into town here, the compulsive urge to google topics I’m unfamiliar with on a whim; had I just allocated a set block of several hours on the page every day I’m certain it would have been done with time to spare.

So yeah, more excuses :( Rather than pledging to DEFINITELY have that page ready by next Monday, I’ll just say that if it isn’t together by then I simply don’t deserve to be making a comic.  It’s approaching the one month mark since my last page and the credibility of Christmas/New Year excuses is wearing thin.

So, without further ado I’ll do something right by shutting up and getting back to work.


Page 9

September 15, 2011

Ack, feel like I’m sneaking into class late here…

It goes without saying that this is another embarrassingly late post as for one reason or another I just couldn’t get the page done until now. I suppose this is especially disappointing given that I’d intended to work for weekly updates now I’m posting elsewhere but it ultimately came down to either rushing out something severely dissatisfactory or delivering a more accomplished page at a later date. I could rave on about how I’m justified by the quality over quantity argument, but I’ll stick with a summary: I suck, I’ll try harder.

Unfortunately things will almost certainly be stalled again in the immediate future as my impending Practice in Context deadline means I’ll have to prioritize my essay till the deadline on the 26th. It’s another area that’s been a little neglected lately and a timely reminder not to lose focus on the goals of the MA, I’ll attempt to squeeze in drawing but I think the next page is liable to appear around the end of the month rather than next week. Sorry but consistent releases will have to wait :(

The page itself is a bit of a mixed bag. I’m getting to some of the more interesting story material now as Curt runs into cyborgs for the first time and begins to develop a phobia which plays a prominent role in the ensuing narrative.

I tried to make his growing discomfort with what he’s seeing apparent in the artwork by emphasising the attendant and guard’s grotesque enhancements; the second and third panels reflect composition and posture between Curt and the man on desk drawing attention to their similarities (both being in fairly low-level jobs) while also stressing the startling difference. The last panel meanwhile marks the rising tension with hard lines around the implants, aggravating their unsettling presence and bringing the guard who was formerly in the background to the centre of the reader’s attention.

While these parts turned out as I’d hoped the effect is unfortunately marred by the weaker first and fourth panels  which suffer from unrealistic anatomy and perspective issues – they’re acceptable perhaps but someway off from my best. The colour too could have been much stronger; I’m aiming for a washed out, overexposed sort of look in this setting but the tones feel a little off balance to me. I’ve likely said it before but colouring is something I’m still adjusting to, with the necessary experimentation naturally leaving some casualties along the way – this page is one of them.

Outside of scrutiny on single panels/aspects though there is a stronger sense of flow than earlier pages, with more continuity and less of the disjointed progression formerly criticised by Paul Gravett. It’s a small thing but progression in anything is good news to me, the sense of imbalance is still pervasive but I’m starting to get a foothold on the problems.

Anyhow, I’ll try to get another page out as soon as I can but for now it’s time to hit the books and get writing.