A(n) Update

So this is where the pickle poppers take all the credit for stopping Tundra.


That's Susie Newsie making sure the news gets delivered...and that you eat your poppers.

And that YOU EAT THEM NOW.

-Matt G

"You and I are through, professionally..."

So this needs to be a t-shirt.

I will see if I can get it on at least one, and spread the awesomeness.

I photoshopped this together, but the image of Bale is probably copyrighted to hell, so I can't mass-produce it and sell it.

Poop. I want to get rich quickly and easily.

-Matt G

Website....it LIVES!

So finally, ArtWeapon is live.

Go. Check it out. Be merry.

Charlevoix Ballroom is on its way. As is PJ Ep. II.

More to come.

-Matt G

Is the storm over?

Hardly.

I must say that this has proven to be one crazy New Year so far. The internship is going as well as can be expected for one branded with the nickname "Buttermoose", but in that vein; it will be that much harder to forget me once it come time for me to (God-willing) work at this place I've become so fond of so quickly.

What else has happened? Oh yeah:

Congrats to the new prez, fah sho.

Um...oh right: To the man who stole all the crap from my car and left me to deal with Geek Squad and their incompetency: Thanks a ton, you rapscallion.

-Matt G

Cumulative

So the semester has come to an end and the grades I have received harken back to my senior year of high school: It basically looks like I stopped trying.

I can fortunately live with myself, for to the untrained eye, it may APPEAR as though I gave up, but on the contrary! I worked my bum off this semester and my work shall blow the socks off of my teachers...when it actually gets done.

Yes, the major issue of my descending grades was that I didn't finish anything. I just completed my website, and now need only to upload it to the world wide webz, and Pizza Jockeys II has become the world's biggest time suck, but I have a feeling it will be well worth it.

I'm delaying the website because, for now, this blog is hard enough for a man of my attention span to update on a semi-regular basis and also because I'm poor but ALSO...(drumroll)

I have just become an intern at Biggs-Gilmore in Kalamazoo!

I am beyond stoked for this and I can't wait to learn a crap-load of stuff from professionals in the field.

The City That Ate Me is still in the works, but the biggest problem has been manipulating ComicPress so that I can make it look like something other than a toilet bowl after a New Year's party.

More to come!

-Matty

Hell, MI Fan art stuff

So I did this for mister Workhorse Illustration himself, Mr. Scott E Fresh, and his stellar comic Hell, MI.

Sorry it took so long, yo.

Better late than never, I say!



-Matty

Taking on another epic endeavor...

I've decided it's time.

If you've ever had it in your head to start a new project, or you've had an idea floating around in your head for so long you think it's just another ghostly haunting of a pipe dream that will never come to fruition, then you know that there are times when inspiration comes from the strangest sources.

My friend and ex-gradeschool "cartoonist" rival Megan Gedris has a couple of stunningly well-written webcomics (also in print) that keep that small hope in me of making it big in the art industry while still hailing from Grand Rapids a reality.

Her comic that I follow most religiously, YU+ME,  in my opinion, has "cult-phenomenon" written all over it. Given that she has printed editions and shirts and all that available, I'd say she's definitely giving her fans what they want. Were I a rich man, I'd buy some myself; but I DO have a commemoritive autographed edition of Lesbian Pirates from Outerspace, so when the shit hits the fan and she's making millions and being stalked by fanatics the world over

, I shall reap the benefits of having been her arch-rival in 5th grade.

She sent out a letter on DeviantArt notifying everyone that she would publish their illustrated stories under her company's name if they met the given criteria. This is where the aforementioned inspiration/kick in the pants came from. I said to myself, "Good grief! This girl's got three comics that I KNOW about and now she's helping other people kickstart THEIR dreams with her award-winning good fortune? I am a pathetic excuse for a working artist."

Such is the nature of art; you surround yourself with creative people not to compare yourself and feel like crap about your own work, but to feed off eachother's drive and energy and always strive for self-betterment.

And that's it! I'm making a comic of my own; or "graphic novella" if you will. And here's the logo!

That's all you get.

Until next time.

-Matt G