Meet the Geeks

We've already covered the true and terrible saga of Clay meeting his idol David Prowse  so I won't be going too much into it here. Spoiler alert: David Prowse was a total dick. So this comic, as we imagined it, never came to fruition. Clayton and I had hoped that we would meet a jovial and accommodating David Prowse and he would say I'm a pretty, pretty princess which we would videotape and send to Jennie Breeden of the Devils Panties  who would give us mad props and we would hopefully get some traffic on our site out of it. Alas, it was not to be. The Devils Panties strip that started it all was one where Jennie shared her birthday gifts that year. It always makes me laugh. There was a slight screw-up with the comic. In the last panel David Prowse was supposed to be saying "ach" not "ack". I know, he's Scottish, not Bill the cat.  Blame Clay. It's all his fault.  Yeah. That's the ticket.  The guy in the seco...

This was actually the first of the Creative Process strips and probably predates the first of the MTG strips. It was daunting at first, sitting in front of my drawing table, faced with a blank sheet of bristol board, and trying to find my muse. I admit that more often than not the ideas just weren't there.  The style of the comic was stolen from one of my muses. The Devils Panties was one of the first webcomics I was introduced to. It was unintentional that this comic closely mirrors one of the first Devils Panties strips but strangely apropos. I think pretty much every cartoonist goes through this. I eventually started to figure it out and once I got the basic idea out it became simpler to write the strips. However it turned out that it was the drawing of those self said strips that would turn out to be the hard part.  As artists we're our own worst enemies. We never think we're good enough, we never have the time. We have to get other things done. E...

Poor Clayton. We, the Geeks, had attended our first joint convention as a group of comic creators. For Clayton there was even greater excitement as David Prowse, the towering Scotsman behind Vaders mask, was going to be in attendance and Clay couldn't wait to meet his idol. On the first day, while I held down the fort, Clay and Sean went over to David Prowse table to speak with him, take their picture and present him with one of our handouts. There was also a plan to try to get him to say "I'm a pretty, pretty, princess" a'la Jennie Breeden of The Devils Panties . As it turns out it was not to be. I don't know if it was simply an off day or if he had just gotten sick of his lot in life, living off the fleeting fame of being the man behind a mask, but he was anything but pleasant with Clayton and Sean. His manner was standoffish and when presented with our handout he told Clay "I have no use for this". Clayton was crushed. Now, in all ...