In defiance of Bari's new regime:

Okay, Bruce biopic: do what your title promises.

How WOULD I color Tony Salmons, though? I thought, carrying my laundry downstairs to the washing machine. I decided to spend my time waiting for it to finish answering the question.

Waid was one of my favourite superhero writers growing up in the early '90s, and Kirk is almost literally my neighbour. Talented dude, local legend.

Some more assorted work from the last few years. It was an honour to be asked to color Mark Waid and Leonard Kirk's The Wrong Earth: Confidence Men one-shot for the great indie publisher Ahoy Comics.

A brand new Mignola/Stewart! He makes it look so easy and natural.

The #Hellboy universe is vast, so explore it with Hellboy Universe: The Secret Histories Volume 2, coming next September! @aiptcomics.com#Hellboyhas the exclusive details: https://bit.ly/4qgtN74

Seriously, Dave's got the absolute best job in comics. If you color comics, find a Mignola piece that Dave hasn't colored, and try your very best to color it NOT like him. It's fucking impossible. #hellboy #mignola #davestewart

#mignola #hellboy #practice #compulsion

Another Mikey Mig piece. Seriously, I have a folder with like a hundred of these in it. It's basically a compulsion. #hellboy #snek

To celebrate the start of my third month of unemployment/not having an income, here's another Mignola piece. I keep scrounging the web looking for pieces that the great Mr. Dave Stewart has not colored, but my supply is running low! I try to do one of these a day, just for kicks.

More evidence that soon we will never have to travel to Buffalo or Toronto ever again for concerts: Iron and Wine has also booked a local show at the Avalon. And a little bird told me late last night that the Seneca may or may not finally be reopening before Q2 2026. Very exciting.

And finally, a look at the rarely glimpsed NYCC exclusive cover that we did for the series. Lines by, once again, McComsey, color by, as before, Little.

Another glimpse into the world of Project Riese. Lines by Jeff McComsey, color by me.

There has to be more than this. This is the hardest I can try.

Any comic where Nazis get shot in the head is a fun comic. This used to be an uncontroversial hill on which to die, but here we are in the year 2025 AD. What a world! #MadCaveStudios #ProjectRiese

I've only done one collab with the fine folks at Mad Cave Studios, but it was a fun one. Project Riese was a six-issue limited series with art by longtime confrere Jeff McComsey that I colored. It's available as a trade. #MadCaveStudios #MadCave #ProjectRiese

Holy shit. I'll be watching these fuckin' legends with 199 other people on March 11 half an hour from my front door. Next year is already shaping up to be a better concert year than 2025. #DanBoecknerForever #SmallVenuesAreBestVenues

Sometimes I think about the noteworthy public figures I went to school with and torture myself trying to figure out why I ended up a poor bum instead of a Deadmau5 or a Jon Klassen. Jon wasn't even known as an artist in high school. I had that Caldecott Award-winning MFer's number at one point.

Kind of an odd one, but it was definitely fun. Shouldn't comics be fun? I like comics when they're fun.

Speaking of anthro, here's another pitch that didn't go. Can't remember the artist's name, but they were really solid. I tried to go for a soft Chris Chuckry kind of palette on this one.

Mark and I last worked together in the early days of the pandemic when some NFT guy asked us to make a bootleg G.I. Joe comic with anthro dogs as the stars. Mark and I both got really, really tired and decided we'd rather have a really long nap than continue working on the book.

Another one by me 'n' Mark. This was for an issue of Fist of Justice, but I don't know which one. I like Mark. I like his art and I like his attitude. I wish he'd settle down long enough to just produce another comic.

Something a bit different from a few years back. Pencils by Mark A. Robinson, extras by me.

Favourite fellow lifelong non-drivers: Norm Macdonald, Elvis Costello, Paul Westerberg AND Tommy Stinson, Tina Fey, Macauley Culkin, Charlie Watts, Ricky Gervais. There are also people I couldn't care less about who don't drive, like Lena Dunham and J.K. Rowling.

"I can't start to count the things I said I'd never be But I became them all the night you quit countin' on me." Jesus Christ. This record, man.

Hip hip hooray. Fun story: when my old man kicked it a couple years back, he had $17.86 in his chequing account. He did not have a savings account. Burying him would have been impossible had his sister not been generous enough to help me out. (RIP to her, too, actually!) Merry fuckin' etc. whatever

The Word of the Year is "slop," as in "AI slop," and that is literally the only thing giving me any hope whatsoever about 2026.

That said, I'm professional, versatile, and timely as fuck. And easy to get along with. Ask any of the left, right, gay, straight, neo-fascist, trans, etc. creators I've worked with. I am always about the work. That's all I'm about. Seriously.

ALSO I HAVE A BIT OF A MOUTH. Social media is not "for me."

Oh, yeah, I'm supposed to be looking for work. Here's a thing I colored. I think Alex Diotto drew these. Hey! I'm not bad! Honest, man, I'm probably as good as Chris O'Halloran, I'm just fuckin' invisible.

Note that most right-leaning celebs are shocked and saddened by the slaying of actor/director Rob Reiner. Note that the enormous fucking orange turd currently desecrating the Oval Office has not a single scrap of decency in his entire bloated frame. Sad. Pathetic.

I still want to make that Aircel documentary. You know what? Fuck it. Let's do this thing. Beats playing another game of Disco Elysium and being too depressed to commit to watching the new Knives Out.

Luckily, this is the emptiest of the big empty internet. Will six people see this post? Probably fucking not.

A generous list of the year's best comics over at The Beat. Only read a few of them due to no longer being able to afford both rent and food, but lucky to have worked with many creators and publishers represented. That Welles book looks great.

The Mastermind or Wake Up Dead Man? Who am I kidding, Kelly Reichardt wins every time. Also, this is the first Knives Out named after a bad song, so how good can it be?

With all these mountains and valleys of time, I should probably start a new sketchbook, or at least figure out how to draw on my tablet or something.

When I was a colorist, I'd occasionally whip out a doodle in between pages to loosen up.

I drew the odd supa'rero.

There's a lot of silliness in the old sketchbooks.

I used to draw, until I was about 30. Coloring comics is what I fell into professionally, and I'm one of those depressed people whose bandwidth allows me to do one thing per decade, so that was pretty much the end of that for me. Maybe I should get back into it. I was never great, but I was OKish.

At this point, I'm honestly unsure about which crisis is more pressing, AI (garbage tech in every sense) encroaching on everything, or our continued need to rapidly pivot away from Trump's America. Personally, I'm just glad we have no shortage of existential threats to choose from.

Sorry for using comics and art to vent and cope with the world changing around me. I will return to drawing whimsical and silly frog wizards and adventures.

Knock loud, I'm home.

We don't wanna miss this dance.

How about this: looking for a colorist? First person to respond to this gets me for free. No strings. Not one. I just need something to do with my life other than sleep and drink. Credits include Eisner-nominated Image comics (Morning Glories, licensed titles (Sons of Anarchy), etc. OK to re-tweet.

Okay. If anybody needs me, I'll be standing atop the highest mountain screaming into a fucking void.

Whoof. Okay, it's come to this. For the remainder of the year, you can name a rate, and I'll work for it. If you're looking at a colorist in the developing world, I'll beat their offer. I'm racing to the bottom, folks, and I am desperate to lose!

A little look at a page from 100 Days of Death. Fun zombie book drawn by the massively underrated Mirko Colak, colored by me.

Wild how many folks are sleeping on Klein and Wilson's Hulk output. You guys know this is the best art in any Big Two book that's come out in the current century, right?