Phillip went down to Georgia, he was looking for a job to steal. He wasn't feeling swell, corporate work was hell, and he was willing to make a deal. When he came upon a school who was dealing comics and making it hot. Then Phillip jumped on the nearest plane and said "SCAD, let me tell you what - now people are gonna laugh at the things I'm about to do - but I bet a pencil of gold against your soul that I can make it as an artist too."
New Pages. Finally. I've been doing a lot, but they're pages that will actually be published, so I can't be showing them off until they do. But I had a week and wanted to get some sample pages out. So, here we go. Hulk in Times Square.