Black Snow Comics

Going Hollywood.  Selling out.  Changing to become more popular at the expense of your own principles and beliefs.  Something we’ve touch on directly a few times, but is a central point for the comic as a whole.  For every character in it, as they are all tested.

Here the Lone Wolf happily admits to all this, though it is quite arguable that he actually knows what he’s saying.

I thought this one was funny because once again it calls into the forefront that the Lone Wolf is supposed to be a super hero, out there stopping crimes, but that obviously isn’t a priority for him anymore.  It is also reveals a bit more about his true feelings for Detroit, basically his roots as far as we are concerned.  Like many foolish people, he’s abandoned what got him notoriety to begin with and is trying to cash in on his name value.

Speaking of, Alex and I were recently approached about making a new comic strip for a magazine, Urban Image Magazine to be exact.  Yes, we two humble white boys will be making a comic to speak to the black man about black culture. Funny world, huh?  We’re still working on a title, but expect to see it very soon, as our deadline is Friday!

It is I, the Lone Wolf.

I’m a highly learned man, on the cusp with the cutting edge technology.  Tech savvy, as the children are so fond of quipping.  I know that the internet is nothing more than a series of connected tubes created by our former president.  I do the blog and find time to tweet.  So it is with some great sense of authority that I proclaim to you that the internet is stupid.

If you are reading this very web log, then you are a nerd.  I don’t like nerds!  Go out and play all ready!  How can you expect to be a muscular manly hero like me if you sit around on your computer machines all day?

The nerdiest thing of all?  These so called online webcomics.  Firstly, comics are the lower form of all media. Crude, simple drawings with even more simplistic and rudimentary writing.  It’s the perfect storm of garbage!  And I’m speaking of the professional ones!

Did you know that these webcomics are not even done by professionals?!  Anyone can make one!  Poppycock!  I did a search on the Google for webcomic and it brought me to a most wretched thing called XKCD.  This fool draws in stick figures!  And he forgets to include jokes! Simply awful.  XKCD indeed!  That’s not even a real name!  Where’s the vowel?

And that is the most popular of these putrid webcomics?  The others are no better! Talking animals?  Get real! And many do not even have drawings!  They are from the kids’ vidoegames!  Is that not just stealing from these fine videogame makers?  Make your  own art, thieves. O r I will come arrest you!

Then there’s all the Japanese “manga” as the street people call it.  Total trash!  The drawings make no sense, and every other picture is about a man looking up a woman’s skirt!  Where is the dignity?!  From what I can tell these are the attempts at doodling a cartoon pornography by hormonally disturbed Asians.  Get help, you are sick!

As a super hero I must take a stand and save you all from the most insidious villain ever…technology!  This perverted online world is warping your minds!  You need to leave it now!  Smash your computers and read a book!  Perhaps the family Bible can still save your depraved souls.  There is a bright shiny beautiful world out there, go be a part of it…before it is too late and you become a slave to the very device you’re reading this on!

If it isn't in the Bible, than it shouldn't exist.

Well, now you can see where I’m taking this story!  It should be a fun, fairly insane journey as the Lone Wold goes hunting for a mansion in Beverly Hills.

I love group shots, especially when many of the people have nothing to say, they are just there to react.  It’s become a bit of a staple in this comic strip.  Maybe it was in Black Snow and Day Camp as well, but it seems more prominent now.  I used to loathe them, as it’s a lot of drawing, and can be hard to cram so many characters into a little frame.  But I’ve grown to embrace it, and I think it adds to the comedy.  Rufus and Eric may not say anything here, but the looks on their faces, and just knowing people are witnessing these idiotic interactions, is really funny…to me.

I even added one of the suits from the meeting!

Rosenstein’s man-crush on the Lone Wolf entertains me to no end, and I like to think of how it looks to a man like Rufus, who has been with him for so long.

I love that middle panel with all the neon purple reflection!  It really captures the cheesy Hollywood glitz I was going for.  The shiny, yet ultimately cheap seduction that LA has to offer.  The essence of this comic really.  And it looks damn good!

I don’t know if it’s a California thing, but people around here are ready to spend money they don’t have all the time.  It’s insane!  Our crippling national debt makes me think it extends beyond the Golden state’s borders, but I think it is really prominent here because people still always think they are about to come into big money.  I live in Silicon Valley, and the desperation of the fabled dot-com bust is still thick in the air.  Everyone thinks we are on the cusp of the next bubble, and we’re all so close to be wealthy that we can keep spending.  Spend a little more to make a lot!  Or just send with the assumption that something will go right soon!

It’s nuts, and this comic is my little tribute to it.

It is I, the Lone Wolf.

Yesterday has ended, and today has begun anew.  Many of you people of the dirt are left lonely and cold, wondering exactly what happened on the Day of St. Valentine to leave you in such a state.  There is a strange phenomenon  I am not quite familiar with, so I will turn things over to my scribe to explain to you…what is…LOVE?!

Eric, Writer of Love

Well, this is a bit awkward.  Yes, I am a somewhat accomplished writer, and have felt the pangs of love more times than I’d care to mention…but putting it to words, defining it is an insurmountable task that that greatest authors and poets have struggled with for centuries.  Surely the Lone Wolf can’t expect me to accomplish what they could not, here on this simple blog post!

I’ll tell you what love is to me.  It’s devotion, no matter what the odds.  It’s a double edge sword that can bring you the sweetest victory, or leave you with the cruelest defeat.  I consider myself a true romantic, holding out hope that true love will always find a way, against all odds.  My heart beats but for one woman, who has never seemed to realize that I live only for her.

Call me a coward if you will, but I’ve never found the courage to lay out my true feelings for said woman.  The defeat would be unbearable if she were to reject my genuine emotions, the bearing of my very soul.  I don’t know how I’d live with that, so my love remains a secret pining that only extends into a platonic friendship.

Perhaps one day I will dig down deep and muster that courage to face love head on…but for the time being love is like an elusive dove, flying ever just out of reach…

What the hell was that?!  You answered nothing, Nazi.  You should feel much shame.  These peasants have been left with more queries than they started with!  Back to writing my movie.

My apologies to you, the people of the dirt.  Perhaps you can find another sow wallowing in the muck to bring you comfort.  I care not anymore.

I Care Not

In case you missed it last week I drew knew character art for all the I’m Famous gang, and Alex wrote bios for the new ones.  Check them out at http://blacksnowcomic.com/famous-characters.html

Here is a gallery of the new drawings, all done in the current tablet style.

I was very happy to redraw most of the characters, as the only original ones I thought looked good were Black Snow and Wold Pack.  I really hated the Eric!  They were also all done in an older style (last years!) which wasn’t quite current with the way the comic looks now.  And some character designs had changed.  I was also really glad to get the “newer” characters finally up there, especially Rosenstein, as he had become a force to reckon with in the comic.