New Images

Feverish and ailing, but productive nonetheless! Here are a couple finished images from my final project to prove that I’m not just being sick and useless over here.




Here’s a quick look at the evolution of a larger illustration from my final story, from shitty scribbles to less shitty scribbles! Hooray! I should have the inks finished for this by Friday.

Center for Cartoon Studies Awareness Week!

Hey guys. The Center for Cartoon Studies is looking for help spreading the word about their programs this week so they can drum up a kick-ass batch of applicants for the upcoming school year. Since the school is small and, even in this progressive age of comicsphoria, very specialized, the vast majority of their applicants find out about the school from links on various art blogs and comics-related sites. So, in the spirit of furthering excellent comics education, I thought it would be appropriate to give them a shout-out today (and if you want to see the longer, gushy endorsement I wrote on my personal blog, it’s here).

CCS shares a lot in common with the IPRC program. It’s very focused on production and the practicalities of comics, while maintaining a strong connection to comics history and theory. I think the two programs feed into one another really well, with Portland providing a strong community backed up by a city full of comics shops, working professionals, and other resources, while CCS gives students the chance to pursue their craft in a really focused, intensive environment of cartoonists in a rural (but no less vibrant!) setting.

The biggest thing I’d say for their programs is that there’s a lot of flexibility. The masters degrees can be done in one or two years, in residence or long distance, and the summer programs (which is what I did last year) ROCK. If any of you have longer projects you’ve been working on at the IPRC and want to pump them full of high-octane explosive fuel in August, I strongly recommend that you go check out the Cartooning Studio. There’s a lot of freedom in choosing what you want to work on for five days (especially when working on that project is all you do) and the chance to take off from other obligations, which I know has been a frustrating balancing act for many of us this semester.

So that’s that. Spread the word, spread the comics. I promise my next post will have more pictures and fewer words.

Rockwell Kent

In the process of researching more silent storytelling methods (and simultaneously skimming through homework for a printmaking class), I came upon this Rockwell Kent print called “Flame.” I love the directional power of the image and those delicate white lines shooting off the fire into the black.

On top of that, this is basically a perfect representation of my creative process. I just get naked, lie on a rock somewhere, and draw down the eternal flame of inspiration with my bare fucking hands. Wait…no.

Lucy’s Hourlies

Suzette beat me to it, but here are my comics from Tuesday’s Hourly Attempt! This was my first time trying hourlies and the experience was both entertaining and horrifying — since I wasn’t really planning out or editing any of the panels. So, as much as they make my eyes burn, the whole shebang was rather liberating. I’m contemplating doing this every day for a week, but that may be madness. Stopped at 8pm, but just imagine that the following five hours contain similar panels. Dancing waits for no one.


Welcome, artlings, to the IPRC Certificate Program’s Monday night World Comics workshop blog EXTRAVAGANZA. We’ll be posting a steady stream of comics, exercises, responses, discussions, reviews, and generally inspiring business over the next couple of months (and hopefully beyond!) as we journey through comics scenes the world over.

This blog is not only designed as a record of our deep and/or inane scribblings, but also as a forum for fostering dialogue with comics creators from around the globe. Collaborations and exchanges are devoutly to be wished — so drop us a line! We will, at the very least, pester you will silly doodles.

Like this, which is unfortunately the only image I have to hand.

Seriously, fuck 'em.