Teenage Truths!

Here are some pages from one of my high school sketch books.

Though looking back at old work is sometimes embarrassing, it can also be rewarding to see the development and improvement over time. I remember thinking that these pages were pretty deep back in the day. Ha ha! The scary thing is, I know I'll look back in the same way at all the ridiculous things said and created on this blog.

I guess that's just life...cringe, wince, repeat.

All Day & All of the Night

Me, Me, Me

I've decided to take this blog in a different direction. Rather than focusing on creativity, story-telling, and art, I'll be filling you in on the minutiae of my day. For example, I didn't have cereal for breakfast this morning. I had some dried fruit. Let's see, there were apples, pineapple, peaches, and even some kiwi. I was a little disappointed that all the dried mango and papaya was already gone, and I have to remember to buy more bananas for the next batch.  Beyond that, it's been a pretty typical morning. I hit two green lights on my ride to our daycare provider. That probably saved me 3 or 4 minutes! I'll stop and get some gas after work today and I'm looking forward to a night of television.

I also want to up the ranting by about 80-90%. I'll mostly be pushing my political and religious views, but I'll have special posts that focus on my road rage and clever names that I make up for all the incompetent people I encounter on a daily basis. If that’s not enough for you, I’ll be ranting on facebook and twitter as well. I hope you enjoy my blog's new direction!

Coming Soon: Morgan Monster Hunter

What's the Word?

A-well-a everybody's heard about the bird

B-b-b-bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word

A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word

A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a don't you know about the bird?

Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!

A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word

-The Trashmen

 

 

Garage rock will change your life if you let it. Here's a great place to start.  Little Steven's Underground Garage

The Day Job Lament or The Ballad of One Smart Otter

One cloud covered day the otter realized

That staying in his burrow would not be wise

The burrow was taking a toll on his soul

So he skip scampered away leaving only a hole

Then the sun broke through the clouds up above

And the otter spent his life doing the things that he loved

The Raspberry Gnome

I've been putting a lot of time into a graphic novel version of Morgan Monster Hunter & the Crypto Kid.  It will be an all-ages origins story and it looks really cool in my head. My goal is to get a large chunk of it done this year.  The blog posts may slow down a bit so I have time to focus on this and a few other projects.  I will still post at least 2-3 times a week so please keep checking in or subscribe(button in the column to the right).
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Something I've been hearing and reading a lot over the past year or so is "the project is the new portfolio".  A good portfolio is a necessity and I need to continue to update mine with stronger pieces, but I want to have a few cool finished projects to show as well.  Also, I want to get some of this stuff out of my head before I die. I'm hoping for another 50 years or so, but I may only get 50 minutes. Yikes!  The time to DO is upon me!
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There is not a lot of time beyond family, work, sleep, and building a business, but there are a lot of ideas.     I'm going to try to squeeze in 10 hours a week for personal work.  Good bye sleep, hello satisfaction.  Of course, there will be dozens of smaller things sprinkled in here or there, but these are the big ones.

-MMH & the CK comic 

-A fun/educational book w/ my wife (my ace in the hole? hmmmm...)

-Two long-term portfolio pieces (way too awesome to detail here:)

- A large series of fast and smallish acrylic and/or watercolor paintings
-The Forgotten Wildlife web comic?

I am often frustrated, but I am never bored.   And now...

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The Raspberry Gnome is a MMH & the CK bedtime story.  He does not appear in the origins story line, but my daughter and I had a good couple laughs with him. Maybe he'll show up again down the road.

On a warm summer day, Morgan and the Kid were out taking pictures and sketching in the woods behind Morgan's house. They came across a patch of bushes with the most delicious raspberries they had ever tasted. They heard a rustling from deep within the patch and then they heard a raspy little voice.

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"Leave my berries alone!" the voice said.
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We find out that the Raspberry Gnome, who tends the bushes, is not fond of sharing and turns Morgan into a toad. The Crypto Kid runs off to hide at his house. He worries about his friend, who finally shows up at his door. The Kid and Morgan the Toad devise a plan that not only turns Morgan back into a girl, but gives the Raspberry Gnome a taste of his own medicine.
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This story had several laugh out loud parts and I think influenced the comedic turn a lot of the future stories took.
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.Here is an earlier sketch of the Raspberry Gnome:
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Bride of Cthulhu

Isn't she lovely?  Congratulations, Cthulhu!  

How to rip on rich people

"Your house is so big, you need to set capybara traps instead of mouse traps!" Boom! Roasted!

Lighter

Octobuddy

An octobuddy must be very careful when it scratches an itch. Thousands of octobuddies pop themselves every year. That is not enough! The octobuddy invasion has been devastating. It's estimated that 97% of the world's population has fallen under molluscular consciousness. If you are reading this post, know that you are not alone. There are others like you and we are stockpiling pointy things, too. Earth will be ours again!

The Fanciest Orange

The fanciest orange never had any fun. He would say, "There's no time for fun, I must ripen in the sun." Then, one day, a dirty bruised apple rolled by. She was the most beautiful piece of fruit the fanciest orange had ever seen. Over time, miss apple and the fanciest orange realized that even though they looked very different on the outside, they were much the same on the inside. They fell in love. Then, one morning, some punk kid picked the fanciest orange and ate him declaring, "This is the sweetest (expletive) orange I've ever tasted!"