on the horizon

well, its been quite the journey. a lot of false starts, a lot of doubt, fear about the ramifications of what i was attempting to do-in terms of scope and in terms of content,...fatigue both emotionally and artistically,...

BUT all this is finally coming to an end. well at least the first leg of the trip.

i'm finishing up the art for chapter 4, which after careful consideration i decided to add to this first volume so it would be balanced two chapters with our wayward antihero 'bastion, and two chapters with our lionness in hiding fuana. soon i'll be posting some random panels to give you all a taste of what's to come but i first have to acknowledge the sheer magnitude of what i was attempting to do, and now that i'm very close to seeing the first phase of this project come to fruition i want to say right here, and right now-to all of those aspiring writer/artists out there,.... holy crap. all i can say is LOVE YOUR SUBJECT MATTER. and when i say love i should really say have an obsession about it. because that is the ONLY thing that will help you stay on the path when there is absolutely no light at the end of the tunnel to guide you-in terms of editors, deals, or in my case creative assistance. of course no man is an island, i've had invaluable help amongst my friends, but NO ONE will lift that pencil, or type the letter but you. when this is the case,...my friends, you will stare into the abyss and it will scream right back into your face drenching your face in all your insecurities and fear like warm stringy saliva.

and its at that point. and only that point, where you find out if you really want it or not. there's nothing romantic about it. or at least in my case that's how it is. i just decided to put my head down and trudge through it. all the muck-and distractions-and confusion. keep moving forward one panel, one word at a time.

and wouldn't you know it,...it took some time but finally its fallen in place.

thanks again for all your support those who are following this, and those i haven't met yet that stumbled across this blog-i welcome you and all your comments and questions. even if they're angry ones. because afterall, if its not touching a nerve its probably dull anyway.

naked and unashamed

i suppose this is what it feels like to be standing on the edge looking down into the gaping mouth of irreversible action.
when was the last time you felt truly naked?
emotionally physically spiritually
balls out.
vulnerable.
i think that's why all of us are so afraid, of death, the ultimate irreversible action.
and yet some would have you believe even that can be defied.
perhaps its nothing. then again scientific, cultural, even spiritual avalanches have started with a moment of epiphany-so i can't discount a gut feeling.
all i can say is,....i've never been this terrified of anything i've created,...perhaps that's because i've never really created anything that felt this personal before. and so relevant.
anyway,...i'm not hiding behind some veil of puffed up righteousness
Sins of the Father will be released very soon, and it will walk on its own legs. whether it takes two steps and dies, or it takes off into the air like a great flying beast,....i can't say.
all i can say is when you've mined this deep,...made yourself THIS uncomfortable all for the sake of finding out your truth, and through that truth hopefully a glimpse of a greater truth that you can share with your friends and neighbors,...well then,...success or failure,... at least i didn't pull back in the last moment. for fear's sake,...