Work in progress fun!

This is why I've been not updating as much as I would like, along with writing a complete set of guidelines for hiring me to do work that work for everyone. (due to some unnamed super unprofessional people who kind of left me in a major lurch.)

This is a rough work in progress cover for a book by the ever cool Rachael Astruc, wife of my friend Andy. I'll be promoting the hell out of it once this cover is finished. for now I'm just going. To chuck it up after the break.

Without further blah blah blah.

It's going to look way better once I redraw some rougher elements. But this is the idea I was going for. Final version may or may not have the kid in it. We shall see. Once it's complete and the client is happy with it I will post any and all relevant info because the book is pretty cool and they are good people and if I can swing one sale their way. Awesome. They took a chance hiring me and trusted me to just riff on whatever wacky idea I had. Not often do I get the freedom to go nuts. Definitely willing to work with them on anything from here out.

I haven't gotten as many clients since I went back to freelance and it's been a lot of hardship and weirdness. So I had to throw them a shout for being awesome. Hopefully I can get more clients that are that cool.

Slow going but I'm getting back into the groove after a long run of badness. Its been a long road since I lost my regular job, the fruitless search for a new one, and the littered weird side jobs I took just to make a few bucks. I started writing my own comics again, I have plans-funding willing- to put my fathers old workshop back into service to create new cool things (toys, sculpture, fabrication of various parts, seasonal decor) hoping by this time next year I'm not so damn broke and sad.

I kid. Things are rough all around. but I'm oddly upbeat sorta.

Since my father died 3 years ago, yeah getting personal, things kind of got lost in the shuffle of probate courts and insanity. I lost the drive to create and function past going to a job I hated. Like a ghost. It took as long to revive the corpse of my odd freelance art/writing career if you can call it that. Bumps in the road to be sure. Hopefully this is a sign of better things or at the very least a new door to somewhere else.