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Sunday, November 3, 2013

The Deserts of Muldune

Blazing through the deserts of Muldune.
Blazing orange and candy purple skies. 
Burnished orange and charcoal purple lands. 
Smell of sun charred alien skeletons. 
Aroma of wilted wild cactus flower. 
Scent of tri-racer fuel and stirred desert silt. 


Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Seasons change

Well, it seems eons have passed since my last post. Empires have risen and fallen. Generations have come and gone. Blogs are no longer hip. Oh… wait, that was already the case when I started blogging. 

There has been much to blog about since my last post, but I am finding raising a child and trying to also continue one's life to be quite the acrobatic challenge. I have a couple of big projects finished in the last few months, and several more in the works, but any time I have to sit at a computer and write about it is time I would rather be spending at the drawing board. So, it finally occurred to me to download blogger for my mobile device. There is a much higher likelihood of posting while waiting for food at a restaurant or whatever, than being in my studio right next to my beckoning drafting table. 

Anyway, here are some recent sketches. I am in the gestation phases of my next big project after my upcoming book, Severed Limbs (should be done in the next few months!). These sketches are some ideas for that. 

Enjoy. 




Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Yeah well…

Yeah well, today is my brother and closest friend's birthday.

Upon reflection I realize I have never thought of him as my "baby" brother. He's just my brother. He always has been as far as I can remember. He was always there. And when he wasn't I have no idea where I was.

We share food. We share ideas. We share needles, of course. We share BLOOD. And so much more.

I love you bro.


Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Better late than never. The prequel.

Well, I designed this birth announcement within a few weeks of Augie’s birth last year with the intention of mailing them out. We never did that. So, rather than have it never be seen I figured I would just post it here.

One year and four months later.

Enjoy.


Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Bringing up baby

New illustration in the New Yorker coming up. Be on the lookout for it in the 29Apr13 issue. This one is for a MoMA screening of the classic comedy “Bringing up Baby” with Cary Grant and Katharine Hepburn.


Thursday, January 24, 2013

Better late than never?

I made this for the holidays and never posted it.

So, now I am posting it.

GAZE upon it.


Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Where did you sleep last night?


Tater Tot,
Be careful.
Don’t go into Those Woods alone.
Those Woods are filled with creepy crawly things.
Those Woods are dangerous.

"Awww, I’m not afraid of Those Woods.
Those creepy crawly things are my buds."

But Those Woods are dangerous.
People disappear in Those Woods.
There are Gangsta Monkeys in Those Woods.
And creepy funky wizards.

"Aww, I’m not afraid of Those Woods.
I’m a Gangsta Monkey myself.
And I jump rope with creepy funky wizards.
I’m going to Those Woods.
And I will roast marshmellows with Those Creeps.
It’s my birthday."


Thursday, September 27, 2012

Eye for an… well, actually, an eye for who knows what?

Here is a page of basically finished inks from my upcoming Severed Limbs.
In which, Fred continues his unprecedented, save for Job, so, his precedented streak of being maimed by God and Nature.


Monday, September 17, 2012

Sacrificial Offerings

Lost.
In the abysmal labyrinthine corridors of some fantasy nouveau-ancient temple-city.
I stumbled onto this poster. And it shocked me.
I was hurled into a double-funhouse-mirror infinite regress of the mind.
I had been here before.
The horror I felt for this poor creature could not be reigned in. I fell into paroxysm.
A fit.
I reached, but grasped nothing.
I was only able to take away information.
But I will use this information.
Indeed.
I will get to the bottom of this.

According to the information I retained, and my subsequent interpretation, there is an art show happening, incomprehensibly of my own work.

Here are the details:
Sacrificial Offerings:
Tasty morsels torn from the still beating heart of Joshua Ray Stephens
Opening: 22Sep12 7-10pm
At: Octane 1009 Marietta St Atlanta GA 30318

I will be there to unmask the impostor masquerading as yours truly! Join me if it pleases you.


Thursday, September 13, 2012

Dream Machine: The Conflagration

This here is just a sketch from recent sketches. I am in the incipient stages of birthing an epic comic adventure. The working title is “The Conflagration” and you will be hearing a lot about it for the next ten years or so on this blog. I am considering producing it in serialized form, because it will be so long, and then collecting it all as a re-edited and massive tome when it is finally all done.

I still have to finish “Severed Limbs” which is close, but on hiatus since Emperor Augustus Ray Stephens has arrived. In the meantime I am sketching a lot and fleshing out (roughly) ideas and notions and concepts and story lines and characterology and stories, etc.

A couple quotes I read today and chuckled over:
“No matter how cynical you get, it is impossible to keep up.” —Jane Wagner

“The aim of a joke is not to degrade the human being but to remind him that he is already degraded.” —George Orwell


Friday, September 7, 2012

Wild ride

Rushing headlong through an inter-dimensional portal. Is it as fun as it looks?
That’s for Deacon Dunblane to know and you to find out.


This is a piece I started in 2010? Somewhere around there.
An upcoming show at Octane in Atlanta prompted me to finally finish it.
I’ll be posting details about that in a few days.

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Conflagratory sketches

Here are some sketches. In the planning stages of a very long epic narrative. Working title is “The Conflagration.” I figure it will be done in about twenty years or so.

Just some sketches.