There’s another bit of original Bizarro art for sale on eBay until next Wednesday. This one is special, so check it out.
I really love this art and I hope it finds a good home. I rarely do multi-panel, “story” cartoons so this one stands out among my work. The old-school color guide was a nightmare to produce but it makes a great companion piece. Frame them both together and you’ll have something pretty unique in your palatial estate, which is guaranteed to be a real conversation party at state dinners and seasonal balls. (more…)
Hey, Jazz Pickles. My computer had a freakout yesterday and I had to take it to the hospital for surgery. I’m on an OLD computer now, the OS of which is too archaic to work well with modern browsers (and too old to update) and so I’m having trouble doing anything at all on the Interwebs. (more…)
Monday’s cartoon is the brain fruit of my known associate, Wayno of Pittsburgh. I’ve seen these e-cigarettes around but I don’t really know how they work. For a while, you could smoke them indoors since, I presume, they pose no second-hand smoke risk or smell, but now they are beginning to ban them indoors like real cigarettes, I suppose because people have been brainwashed in the U.S. for so many decades to believe that smoking, or even pretending to, is the most dangerous thing any person can do short of cleaning a gun with the barrel in your mouth. (more…)
My favorite part of this cartoon and the title panel are the drawings. The title panel art is a character I drew in one of my sketchbooks, which are full of strange things that I have no real use for in Bizarro, but I occasionally will use one for a title panel. (more…)
I’ve heard from lots of people that they particularly like this Godot gag. I think it’s because those of us who get it know we are in a minority so it makes us feel smart. This clever gag comes from my known associate, Wayno of Pittsburgh, who’s never short on brains. Like Beckett, he’s a dour sort of guy who struggles with existence every day of his life. If I didn’t employ him to color my weekday gags, he’d likely be living in a cardboard box under a bridge. With the money I pay him, however, he’s able to afford to live in a tool shed at a golf course. Not bad for an artist! (more…)
To my thinking, growing older is the greatest mindfuck in the human experience.
I can’t speak for everyone, of course, but for me, even though I’m in my mid-fifties, I don’t feel any older inside my head than I did when I was 21. My father, who is 78, reports the same experience. I’ve never completely felt like a “grown up,” except during times when I’m putting up with things like divorce, death, financial chaos, trying to make sense of mail I get from the IRS, etc. But when I put on a suit and talk to a loan officer, lawyer, my accountant, a judge, what have you, I always feel like a kid pretending to be an adult and I hope no one notices. Is it possible that the authority figure I’m talking to is doing the same thing? Is that judge wearing an Incredible Hulk T-shirt under his robe? (more…)
I am fortunate enough to have spent very little time in my life working in traditional offices. I’m really not very good at being a team player, following rules, sitting quietly through meetings that aren’t about me, performing tasks I don’t care about, etc. In short, I’m an artist and we make fairly terrible employees. But I can easily imagine the torture that most people go through in those settings, hence cartoons like this one. (more…)
Today’s cartoons bring us three pieces of art that I quite like, if I may be so immodest. The header panel is one I’ve used many times over the years in different variations. Here’s it’s earliest incarnation.
The “House of Rope” cartoon was inspired by the Scotch Tape Boutique from an old Saturday Night Live sketch, with the great Fred Willard as its proprietor. I was musing about a specialty store that had little chance of surviving––unless the owner had a clever way of soliciting business. (Click on any image to enlargify it.)(more…)