Now I usually avoid recommending Zuda comic. Mostly because the last time I recommended one you guys yelled at me, a lot. Yes, I know the interface is a pain. Yes, I know it takes forever to load a page. Yes, I know it crashes computers running firefox and an older version of flash. But look if you can fight through that Dual is a really unique find.
http://www.dualcomic.com/
To start of with the art of Dual is just gorgeous. The art is otherworldly with a soft painted look that just just a cut above your standard comic book art. And to tell the truth when I first saw Dual I thought I was just another pretty face. All imagery and no content. And then I started reading the story. It was phenomenal. Deep and engaging and building a unique would. Dual is the comic equivalent of a supermodel who is into D&D and football.
Honestly I am a bit jealous of what Michael Walton has been able to accomplish over a Dual. He’s a great artist and great story teller. One man should not be allowed so much talent. But jealousy aside you should check it out even if you do have to fight your way past the Zuda comic viewer. Just imagine the Zuda system as the overprotective redneck father to the D&D playing supermodel.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Sonny Rhodes
Take my love, take my land
Take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free
You can't take the sky from me
Take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free
You can't take the sky from me
Just a quick note the singer for the Firefly theme song, Sonny Rhodes, is having some problems and could use your support. Head over to his myspace page to help him out.
http://www.myspace.com/sonnystorch
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
I am not a Drow.
Many of you see my alias of Drowemos and think that I like the fantasy race the Drows. Let me be clear about this. I do not like Drows or Drow characters. My alias is a representation of my lack of creativity not my love of the cellar dwelling elves. Back in the day, I was starting to get into webcomics and I made a little photomanipulation for my fav at the time. To post it I had to get on the the message boards. But what to call myself? My name “Eric” seemed a little dull and a little over used. I wanted something unique that is not used often on the net something that for the most part is unique to me. Well that is a tall order for a place that has people going around with the usernames like fuzzybondagesurfkitten_48 (meaning there are 47 other fuzzybondagesurfkitten). After a few failed attempts I exclaimed in frustration “Well I have to use some word”. Then I thought Someword hmmm. Well a google search of “someword” found a ton of them bouncing around the net. But the spelling backwards was relatively unknown. I wasn’t exactly happy with Drowemos but I figured that I was only going to use it on this one board until I could come up with something better.
Long story short I didn’t come up with anything better and I started to be known as Drowemos. Or more accurately as the abbreviation “Drow” . It was when people started calling me Drow that I realized my mistake. I had called myself Drow-Emos or a collection of whiny dark elves, like they could get any whinier.
Now, let me make it clear at this point, I don’t hate the Scandinavian Drow or Toll who come in great varieties sort of taking the roll of the unselee cout in their mythology. I hate the D&D Drow. Why? Well lest start with their basic reason for being evil and malevolent. You see at the beginning of time the elves fought a war and the Drow the losers of this war were forced underground. There in the lair of the Underdark the anger of the Drow festered into true evil.
This may sound familiar because it’s the same motivation for the Molemen, Morlock, Chud and Crab-people not a particularly illustrious group to be part of. The Drow have the modivation of a lousy 50 style comic book villain. You were forced underground, ok fine. Second let’s examine this motivation. But why did you stay there? No one was really keeping you down there. No one in the millennia said “I am tired of this dank let’s go get some air.” You could have come out and set up in some land somewhere after one of the many wars wiped it clean. That never in the time imimorial of dwelling in the darkness occurred to you?
But, for the sake of argument, let’s say you had to stay underground for some reason until you adapted. Why are you still angry about it? It would be like human being angry at the tuna for forcing their ancestors from the sea. We’ve moved on and hold no ill will against the tuna. We don’t catch them for revenge just because they are tasty. This is my main problem with the Drow. They are bitching am moaning about an event so old evolution has forgotten about it. Seriously, get some therapy.
Then you get the unfortunate creature of the renegade Drow. The one that has turn against the evil ways of his/her people and must remind you of this fact constantly. Talk about a whiny brat. They complain non-stop. “Oh my people are evil, oh the surface dwellers hate me, oh my people were forced underground at the beginning of time and I am still upset about that.” For the love of god or Loith or whoever shut the hell up. Kill me or torture me or whatever just stop the whining.
And seeing that you can’t throw a stick without hitting a renegade Drow these days you begin to see the real threat of the Drow. Having failed at conquering the surface world through force they send their young to the surface to complain us into submission. Soon the surface races will be forced into the Underdark to escape the incessant moaning. For, since the renegade Drow forswears the darkness to venture into the light the only place safe from their melodrama is in the darkness. Well played Loith well played.
So why do I still call myself Drowemos? We to tell the truth the name sort of fits. To be perfectly honest I am a bit of a whiner myself. Naming myself after the most pain in the ass fantasy race seems to work for me. I supposed you could say I am a renegade renegade Drow. I have turned my back on the pointless melodrama of those of my kind that have turned their back on the pointless melodrama of their kind, giving me even more to complain about.
FEAR ME!
Long story short I didn’t come up with anything better and I started to be known as Drowemos. Or more accurately as the abbreviation “Drow” . It was when people started calling me Drow that I realized my mistake. I had called myself Drow-Emos or a collection of whiny dark elves, like they could get any whinier.
Now, let me make it clear at this point, I don’t hate the Scandinavian Drow or Toll who come in great varieties sort of taking the roll of the unselee cout in their mythology. I hate the D&D Drow. Why? Well lest start with their basic reason for being evil and malevolent. You see at the beginning of time the elves fought a war and the Drow the losers of this war were forced underground. There in the lair of the Underdark the anger of the Drow festered into true evil.
This may sound familiar because it’s the same motivation for the Molemen, Morlock, Chud and Crab-people not a particularly illustrious group to be part of. The Drow have the modivation of a lousy 50 style comic book villain. You were forced underground, ok fine. Second let’s examine this motivation. But why did you stay there? No one was really keeping you down there. No one in the millennia said “I am tired of this dank let’s go get some air.” You could have come out and set up in some land somewhere after one of the many wars wiped it clean. That never in the time imimorial of dwelling in the darkness occurred to you?
But, for the sake of argument, let’s say you had to stay underground for some reason until you adapted. Why are you still angry about it? It would be like human being angry at the tuna for forcing their ancestors from the sea. We’ve moved on and hold no ill will against the tuna. We don’t catch them for revenge just because they are tasty. This is my main problem with the Drow. They are bitching am moaning about an event so old evolution has forgotten about it. Seriously, get some therapy.
Then you get the unfortunate creature of the renegade Drow. The one that has turn against the evil ways of his/her people and must remind you of this fact constantly. Talk about a whiny brat. They complain non-stop. “Oh my people are evil, oh the surface dwellers hate me, oh my people were forced underground at the beginning of time and I am still upset about that.” For the love of god or Loith or whoever shut the hell up. Kill me or torture me or whatever just stop the whining.
And seeing that you can’t throw a stick without hitting a renegade Drow these days you begin to see the real threat of the Drow. Having failed at conquering the surface world through force they send their young to the surface to complain us into submission. Soon the surface races will be forced into the Underdark to escape the incessant moaning. For, since the renegade Drow forswears the darkness to venture into the light the only place safe from their melodrama is in the darkness. Well played Loith well played.
So why do I still call myself Drowemos? We to tell the truth the name sort of fits. To be perfectly honest I am a bit of a whiner myself. Naming myself after the most pain in the ass fantasy race seems to work for me. I supposed you could say I am a renegade renegade Drow. I have turned my back on the pointless melodrama of those of my kind that have turned their back on the pointless melodrama of their kind, giving me even more to complain about.
FEAR ME!
Monday, January 12, 2009
I like to hear the sound of people listening to my voice.
One thing I really enjoy doing is making podcast. Whenever a podcast invitation comes up I am quick to jump at it. As such there are quite a few recording of me bouncing around the web. Here is a quick rundown:
910 Podcast
This is the big one. I am on a majority of the over 50 episodes here talking about webcomics and a sort of stuff. The later ones are better than the earlier one in quality and information.
http://www.talkshoe.com/talkshoe/web/talkCast.jsp?masterId=31253&cmd=tc
Webcomic Brainstorming at the Webcomic Beacon
This was a little four part exercise I did. We got a bunch of writers an came up with a new idea for a webcomic from scratch. Sadly the idea never got produced but it was a fun experiment.
http://webcomicbeacon.com/2008/01/24/twcb-ep8-webcomic-brainstorm-1/
http://webcomicbeacon.com/2008/02/29/episode-13-webcomic-brainstorm-2/
http://webcomicbeacon.com/2008/03/28/episode-17-brainstorm-session-3/
http://webcomicbeacon.com/2008/04/25/episode-21-webcomic-brainstorm-villains-2/
http://webcomicbeacon.com/2008/05/28/episode-26-webcomic-brainstorm-finale-rebirth/
Other Webcomic Beacon Appearances.
http://webcomicbeacon.com/2008/08/22/episode-38/
http://webcomicbeacon.com/2008/12/16/episode-55/
http://webcomicbeacon.com/2009/01/01/episode-57/
And last but not least is an interview of yours truly talking about all the comic I have made to date.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Professionalism sucks.
Over the last couple of months I have been working on having a more professional face to the comics around here. Exiern has plateaued and some extra effort is needed to take it to the next level. That means a more smooth and polished look to the website (coming soon) and a author who is not a whiny baby (less sure when that is coming)and who doesn't misspell every other word (don't hold your breath on that one).
It also means not spouting off about anything and everything that annoys me. Instead I have to think about the long-term possibilities and business deals. And let me tell you that has been a hard thing to do this week. Because this week has been a real “what the…” week for me let me tell you.
I have seen horrible horrible webcomics getting paid money and receive acclaim. I have seen creators that I not only respect but idealize make deals that are sure to compromise the integrity of their work and then get complemented on the deal. All and all I have seen some real trash touted at treasure and it has left me feeling like this:
Cartman has the right idea
But being professional mean that you don’t go around picking fights for no good reason. It means holding your tongue and being mature. And it’s very much not fun.
So if you will excuse me I am going to find a non hybrid car to lock my self in the garage with.
It also means not spouting off about anything and everything that annoys me. Instead I have to think about the long-term possibilities and business deals. And let me tell you that has been a hard thing to do this week. Because this week has been a real “what the…” week for me let me tell you.
I have seen horrible horrible webcomics getting paid money and receive acclaim. I have seen creators that I not only respect but idealize make deals that are sure to compromise the integrity of their work and then get complemented on the deal. All and all I have seen some real trash touted at treasure and it has left me feeling like this:
Cartman has the right idea
But being professional mean that you don’t go around picking fights for no good reason. It means holding your tongue and being mature. And it’s very much not fun.
So if you will excuse me I am going to find a non hybrid car to lock my self in the garage with.
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