i never read a self-help book before

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oldshowbiz:

kaiser Billy Wilder with his Oscars

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2013, good night

We bought a house. I got hired to write a movie. I lost my uncle. I lost my stepfather. I spent a year mostly at home in the US, in NY, mostly at work, I drove through every part of Brooklyn. I rode the Cyclone. I wrote a video game. I wrote several hundred pages of comics and almost none of them were published.

New original comics creations started selling better than they have in my adult life. Selling twice and three times what my friends and I had ever hoped for starting out. For the first time since the 90s, people were making money again on things they’d created. Real money. 

The oldest publisher in comics announced that they were moving from Manhattan to another planet. Most of my friends decided to stay in NY. Some of them will probably leave comics after a lifetime in making them.

By this time next year, a majority of the roles in comics will have changed hands. 

Maybe one of you will be my boss. In advance: I’m sorry. It will never happen again.

2013 went so high and so low that I felt like I was 16 again. I was happier than ever. I was sadder. I felt old. I felt like I’d grown for the first time in years. I loved writing again. 

It was the best year I can remember. 2013 was the craziest girlfriend I’ve ever had. 

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THE TOP 10 MOVIES OF 2013 (maybe)

i thought it was a pretty great year for movies, especially in the 2nd half. here’s the stuff i liked the most:

1. la grande bellezza
2. only god forgives
3. frances ha
4. inside llewyn davis
5. the wolf of wall street
6. upstream color
7. her
8. the counselor
9. gravity
10. the kings of summer

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Digital Baubles: The Only Statement I Will Make On The Matter f

kellysue:

So a dude wrote a column. In it, he expressed his disappointment in our comic book and described his retailer tearing up a copy. (Please don’t go looking for the column; just take my word for it—dude gets paid every time you click and in an unbelievably classy move I should have seen coming, is…

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THOUGHTS ON COMICS CONVENTIONS

jasonlatour:

Last weekend was Baltimore Comic Con, a show that was fairly pleasant by my standards and expectations of a comics convention. All in all it was a laid back, fun experience. A good time with friends and fellow creators and a good opportunity to talk to those of you who stopped by the table.

But towards the end of the show I had a couple of encounters that have got me thinking about what my expectations of a show are and how those have largely changed over the years. Granted I’m in a much better, slightly more privileged place these days, but it wasn’t so long ago that cons were a really torturous experience. I really do still understand what it feels like to attend a con hoping for a leg up, only to find yourself face down.

The conversations I had this weekend were with a few folks in that position. Some successful pros, others maybe not so fortunate yet. They inspired me to write down my thoughts on attending comics cons as a creator, which is something I’m really an old hand at. The philosophies I largely abide by are in a state of constant evolution. Honestly they’re the by product of far more error than trial.  But of late  they’ve really seemed to make attending conventions a much more rewarding experience and and have in no small way  been beneficial to the career I’m trying to build and art I’m trying to create.

So with that in mind here’s what this thing isn’t:


It’s not how to nail a portfolio review or get an editor’s email.

It’s not what magic pen to use in order to ink like Wally Wood.

It’s not how to get rich at a comics show.

 

If that’s the kind of stuff you want advice on there are plenty of better folks to get it from. What I have to say MIGHT lead you to people who do  know how to do all of the above and more. But I can’t promise you that. All I know is what has and hasn’t worked for me, and to some degree why. It should go without saying that ultimately it’s up to you to determine what that’s worth.

Still with me? Okay, don’t say I didn’t warn you…

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I don’t know what to call this post.

I think a big problem that crops up in the race conversations that seem to be appearing pretty regularly right now in media is the idea that “racist” is a thing you personally are or aren’t. That any insinuation that you might’ve been confused or made a mistake or even been less than graceful in addressing a given topic (sometimes with the very best intentions) means you’re tarred forever as a cartoon bigot from the 60s. Racism isn’t a thing that ever goes away from the world. Ditto sexism, whateverism. There’s no permanent win where you just get to the finish line and are always right. We’re not all the same. We don’t all know everything. We all of us forever will say dumb shit, we all of us live in a world that changes constantly. You can say a racist/sexist/whatever thing. You will. If when it’s pointed out, you calm down and try to understand the other side of the conversation, instead of fighting for your life, maybe you learn and the world gets better for it. 

It’s not about you being wrong. It’s a conversation. I think what’s important is that you’re present for the range of perspectives. That you not dismiss what someone else feels or thinks, that you realize you’re fallible and so is the person you’re speaking to and no one expects otherwise. 

i am davidbrothers dotcom: adult swim f

iamdavidbrothers:

This is not directed to nobody in particular, just something on my mind after the last week on the internet, but if you feel some type of way about it, you should probably examine yourself a little bit:

A scenario: people on the internet notice something and start talking about it. Maybe it’s…

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"If you’re an aggressive individual and you want to make this your field — and there is no school. You make your own school. You make your school. I say that you borrow arms and legs and heads and necks and posteriors from anybody you can. In comics, which is a peculiar field, every man — every artist — is the other artist’s teacher. There’s absolutely no school for it. People can teach you the mechanics of it, which is good. I can see a good reason for that. But drawing a good figure does not make you a good artist. I can name you 10 men, right off the bat, who draw better than I do. But I don’t think their work gets as much response as mine. I can’t think of a better man to draw Dick Tracy than Chester Gould, who certainly is no match for Leonardo Da Vinci. But Chester Gould told the story of Dick Tracy. He told the story of Dick Tracy the way it should have been told. No other guy could have done it. It’s not in the draftsmanship, it’s in the man.
Like I say, a tool is dead. A brush is a dead object. It’s in the man. If you want to do, you do it. If you think a man draws the type of hands that you want to draw, steal ‘em. Take those hands.
The only thing I can say is: Caniff was my teacher, Alex Raymond was my teacher, even the guy who drewToonerville Trolley was my teacher. Whatever he had stimulated me in some way. And I think that’s all you need. You need that stimulation. Stimulation to make you an individual. And the draftsmanship? Hang it! If you can decently, learn to control what you can, learn to control what you have, learn to refine what you have. Damn perfection! You don’t have to be perfect. You are never going to do a Sistine Chapel, unless somebody ties you to a ceiling. So damn perfection!
All a man has in this field is pressure, and I think the pressure supplies a stimulation. You have your own stresses; that will supply your own stimulation. If you want to do it, you’ll do it. And you’ll do it anyway you can."
Jack Kirby  (via CBR and Ryan Stegman)

JACK KIRBY IS YOUR COPILOT

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CARLOS DANGER FOR MAYOR

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I put up a few shirt designs:

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daveshumka:

Now that I’ve had a chance to give all the details to my immediate family, I feel like I can share this online.
At around 11:15pm on July 4th, I was leaving a comedy show with about 50 other people. A man ran into the crowd with something concealed under his shirt. He then walked up to me and my friend and said, “Hey, how’s it going?” He pulled out a handgun, lifted it up to my head, and fired point blank. I didn’t realize what was happening at the time, but I ducked. I ran away and heard him fire two more times.
When I returned to the scene, I found everybody standing around in shock, and the shooter lying on the ground. He had shot himself, and he later died. Everyone else is physically okay. I was grazed on the top of my head by the first bullet (that’s the picture above), and I still have a ringing in my ears.
All things considered, I’m really lucky. Not only am I alive and didn’t witness him shooting himself, as so many did, I have extremely supportive family and friends, I have an understanding employer, and I have resources to talk to.
The shooter was mentally ill and wasn’t so lucky. The lesson I’m taking away from this is that we need to make mental health a priority in ourselves and in our communities. Support your local mental health organizations in whatever ways you can, financially and by forcing politicians to take the issue more seriously. If you live in Vancouver, this is a good place to donate.
If you want to hear more about the incident, we describe it during the first 30 minutes of episode 281 of Stop Podcasting Yourself. Don’t worry, the podcast is a lot more lighthearted than this post.
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daveshumka:

Now that I’ve had a chance to give all the details to my immediate family, I feel like I can share this online.

At around 11:15pm on July 4th, I was leaving a comedy show with about 50 other people. A man ran into the crowd with something concealed under his shirt. He then walked up to me and my friend and said, “Hey, how’s it going?” He pulled out a handgun, lifted it up to my head, and fired point blank. I didn’t realize what was happening at the time, but I ducked. I ran away and heard him fire two more times.

When I returned to the scene, I found everybody standing around in shock, and the shooter lying on the ground. He had shot himself, and he later died. Everyone else is physically okay. I was grazed on the top of my head by the first bullet (that’s the picture above), and I still have a ringing in my ears.

All things considered, I’m really lucky. Not only am I alive and didn’t witness him shooting himself, as so many did, I have extremely supportive family and friends, I have an understanding employer, and I have resources to talk to.

The shooter was mentally ill and wasn’t so lucky. The lesson I’m taking away from this is that we need to make mental health a priority in ourselves and in our communities. Support your local mental health organizations in whatever ways you can, financially and by forcing politicians to take the issue more seriously. If you live in Vancouver, this is a good place to donate.

If you want to hear more about the incident, we describe it during the first 30 minutes of episode 281 of Stop Podcasting Yourself. Don’t worry, the podcast is a lot more lighthearted than this post.

Sorry ‘bout the selfie.

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Let’s talk about nepotism/cronyism

There’s been some talk going around about whether or not people are getting opportunities they don’t “deserve” based on other relationships, and I’m not going to touch the subject of “qualification” in comics because it’s so dumb as a conversation it hurts my entire head even to consider typing about it.

The other part of it: as an ad hominem reductor it’s gibberish: almost everyone I know in comics is on some level through a door based initially at least on familiarity. A friendly face vs a stranger’s. This wasn’t less true when I worked in any other business… people would rather work with someone they know is not going to make their day any worse.

That’s not the part of your argument that’s ridiculous. Even if we accept your potentially flawed supposition in that case (and I really really don’t) that’s not where your idea falls apart.

Where it falls apart is that foot in the door somehow blocking your entry. Where that person’s illegally squatting on your career, on work that would be otherwise yours.

No matter what you think of anyone’s work, no one hires someone they think is bad for their book. So even if someone else helps you peek into the room, that other foot gets in the door if they like what you do when you get there.

And if Alan Moore II’s standing next in the line, they don’t tell him the inn is full. They’ll find a spot for him. 

No one’s blocking your entry into comics.

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post-TCAF

In Toronto for 4 and a half days, I walked 18 miles, was in 5 storms, 2 of them frozen. I drank Soju, against all better judgment. Ate a few hundred french fries.  Met my favorite comics event in the world.

I’ve tried to go to TCAF before but every year the wires cross or I just don’t get it together in time. This year Taiyo Matsumoto was making his first North American appearance, his first gallery showing ever in the world and the advance release of his new book, Sunny. So that pushed me to make it work. I’d have gone to those things and been happy.

Chris Butcher and the Beguiling were gracious enough to set up a couple signings for me at the show. I’ve known Chris for years but never been to his store. I had no expectations. I’d already met Matsumoto on the first day, what else does a reasonable human need?

When I got to TCAF I encountered a weird pocket universe that somehow embodies none of the characteristics of the traditional North American comics scene. A truly international show that bridged symbiotic forms from very different places and wove them all comfortably together. There is a warmth in this show that’s very difficult to describe. None of the weird pretense that exists at either a “mainstream” or “indie” American show. And the show has a weight… everything there seems fully realized. Everyone’s a professional. 

It’s basically the physical form of the comics industry my friends and I’d imagine in our heads. Somehow once a year in that place, it exists, bigger than anything.

I wish I hadn’t missed it every other year. I’m going to try not to miss it again.

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if you're afraid of heights this is not for you. f

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