It’s hard to believe it’s almost time for SDCC once again. Last year I was able to get a table in Artist Alley, but this year didn’t make the cut. Which as best I can tell involves a blindfolded hobo pulling names out of a jar. The system used to determine who gets a table and who doesn’t is a strange to me as string theory and the fact that Alec Baldwin still has fans.
I’m trying to finish up my creator owned book, Deputy Witch, and I’m in the home stretch. Here’s a page of pencils, which are tighter than I usually do since a friend of mine asked to try and see what his inks looked like over me. I’m trying to get a few done before I fly out next week.