Only about 20% of this comic has any bloody revenge battles with giant insects in it.
dir/ ATP TELEVISION suckers
The Breakfast Club, also for All Tomorrow’s Parties Festival 2013
(the other in the series is here - http://inthedarkarcade.tumblr.com/post/66992783890/all-tomorrows-parties-festival-is-coming-to-an
Benjamin Arc fell through the amphetamine-bright lights of the city at night. The wind, a current of scent and smoke, whistled past his ears. At either side he heard the screech of sirens and the wail of engines in full flight. Time curved with his fall, pausing in mid-arc, to where he could make out the coughs and muttered good nights from the high windows - flung open in the mid-summer heat. He saw a strange bird click its bright feet upon a tangle of telecom lines. Stillness reigned. The buildings became a honeycomb of pink and orange points. His breath stopped, it rung a sounding bell in that cavity we all posses. He hung on this trembling ellipse. And then, well, time picked up its skirts and accelerated. It rode upon his back. It drove its knuckles at his back. He dived towards the fug and fume below, and his only chance of escape.
A couple of details from a thing I finished recently: Benjamin Arc - The Ample-Bodied Thief of Tecton.
All Tomorrow’s Parties Festival is coming to an end at the end of this month. This incredible event is running its course, in its current form. The end of an era. I’ve done bits and pieces for them for years and they are an incredible bunch. I’m going to miss them. If you’re going, come and say hi - I’ll be found with some prints for sale in the Merchandise area - let’s get messy together! (This a portion of TV schedule guide for the weekend curated by the wonderful TELEVISION!)
WIP for a thing
I was asked to do a poster for a night of music, in Madrid, which is always real good.
I woke up at 5am today and dragged my corpse into the kitchen. In a daze I drank some coffee and made a list of things I needed to do. Finding myself at a loose end, with a couple of hours to kill, I started reading Hiroaki Samura’s Blade of the Immortal. Although I was up early, I am definitely late to the party on this one. His pencils are glorious and utterly sobering from a technical and artistic point of view. He does great things with slanted lines, criss-crossing and cutting up the action. In fact his whole way of tilting and twisting a panel’s perspective, gives the action a lurching, skewed quality - which, for me, really works. The writing is okay…not bad…good? I’m not sure. Sometimes it clangs like something dropped from a great height, other times it seems to flow enough at least to make you settle into a rhythm. Sketched this tonight - and oooooooooh boy have I got a lot to learn about communicating the vitality and poise of a human’s pose. Too much time in the dojo, not enough time on the battlefield.
Sketch - Daydreaming
Batman on the Walkie-Talkie with Alfred - - WIP
Day Sketch - Old Man Prophet
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