Letters to Holly

Friday, February 13

Vee Dee

Your Sister has demanded in a most demanding way that we do nothing for Valentine's Day. I bought her nothing, I have nothing planned. I almost, almost bought her greeting card with an audio chip playing Lucy Van pelt complaining about Snoopy's post-kiss dog germs. But it would have violated the "anything" clause of her demands. I passed. This was at the Asheville Mall's B. Dalton store which closes tomorrow.

I did buy a book there called Watching the Watchmen by series artist Dave Gibbons. it's a coffee-table collection of preliminary designs and page thumbnails detailing the construction of the comic. Because the store is closing, they're holding a half-off clearance sale, and it was a bargain. Series writer Alan Moore is resolute that he will no nothing to help studios adapt his works, but he encourages the artists to cash in. Gibbons has done this and has been involved in the movie from the ground floor. I plan for this to be my last related purchase. I won't crack open any of the books or the toy until the comic is done.

And I'm close. I have 1/4 a page left to ink, some small black areas to fill, and some mistakes to fix with paint. Then I'll scan it, letter it, and apply spot grays.

Picture of the Day
If What's-His-Head is still being a doofus, please accept my Valentine's gift:

Happy Valentine's Day, Sis.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

wow, hundreds of teeny, tiny muscles! fantastic! thank you!