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."
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Umm, let's see... oh, this was an assignment for one of my classes where we had to draw two strips (other one tomorrow) that were text/image interdependent. Basically, the joke/story/etc couldn't work without both elements together. Much harder than it sounds.