jimterryart.bigcartel.com is up now!

Yup, I recently set up a store on bigcartel.com, and put some prints and original art up there.

https://jimterryart.bigcartel.com/

Aside from that, I still throw things up on eBay for auction rates and you can always hit me up personally for commissions or inquiries about a specific piece!

Well, hope you all have a good Holiday. However you may or may not celebrate, I don’t think there’s a damn thing wrong with wishing peace on earth and goodwill to each other.

Gonna go watch Black Christmas (1974) now, have a good one!

CRUSTY OLD MAN EMERGES FROM CAVE

Boy am I bad at keeping up with things! Just got back from Albuquerque for the 3rd annual Indigenous Comic-con, and it was amazing. If I saw you there, thank you for coming out for it! I met some incredible people with very exciting ideas for how to keep creativity flourishing, and got to hang with one of my favorite people in the world Tim Truman and his amazing family. Altogether it was an inspiring show, and I’m looking forward to participating in whatever capacity I’m able for any future shows Lee Francis puts together!

I’m still putting 1 page a week online at jimterrycomics.com (link above) of EDGEBRIGHT & LEOFWYN: THE GIFT, and am getting toward the finish line on that. When that wraps up it’s decision time… I have 4 additional issues of the saga completed and am trying to figure the best way to present it. More on that later!

Let me know how you’re doing and if you’re enjoying/loathing the story thus far. In the meanwhile I’m done with conventions until late February, so I’m just gonna buckle down against the cold and keep hammering out the art!

I feel like I can’t end it without saying something quick about Stan “The Man” Lee. He was 95 years old and missed his wife, so I can’t say I was surprised or angered by his passing. He led a great life and achieved legend status (within his lifetime), and from everything I’ve ever heard or read he was exactly the man he appeared to be - a childlike love of the world, endlessly enthusiastic and as beautifully cornball as his alter ego. The man shaped my life as though he were family - he was the Uncle who told me stories on Saturday morning, his voice was a guarantee that something amazing was on the way. The universe he helped create taught me how to be a good human being, instilling in me a sense of empathy in a clear way and ham-fistedly encouraging me never to give up, no matter what the odds. Modern mythology. My tastes would develop and change over the years but there will always be a sense of wonder with those early stories… especially Spider-Man - who to me was the greatest hero of all time when I was young. Hats off, Uncle Stan!

And finally - For those of you who might not know (or have forgotten), Stan had a monthly editorial column he called “Stan’s Soapbox”. There are those these days who say comics should not make “statements”, that they never have. I don’t know what books these folks were reading, but I’ll just leave this here below - from The Man himself.

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EDGEBRIGHT & LEOFWYN IS LIVE!!!!

Well, as is usually the case, I dropped something with absolutely no warning! Businessman! Showman! Entertainer! Slacker! Fool!

Yesterday a friend helped me set up the site jimterrycomics.com and we dumped the first three pages of EDGEBRIGHT & LEOFWYN: THE GIFT right then and there. There is a link at the top of this page where you can access this completely free story, and I only ask that if you enjoy it please pass it along to someone you think will also like it!

The story was completed some time ago during a time of great change in my life, and I self published them in black & white and sold them at conventions. I figured that was probably the end of things, but life has pushed me around a little and I had to look back to my friends E&L for a little strength and found they were still in trouble. I am currently working on "E&L: THE BANNER OF THE SERPENT", which finds them a bit older but still young and foolish and full of courage and emotion, facing new and deadlier trials.

I've cleaned up some of the awful lettering on THE GIFT, as well as added color, and am sharing it now a page a week (give or take) until it's completed. I'll also share the short story "PYG", which features Edgebright in a solo adventure, before dropping the big hint: a kickstarter to collect the whole saga thus far, including the fully completed BANNER OF THE SERPENT.

This is a passion project - it's what I do when I have 5 minutes of free time, and I want it to be as epic and beautiful as I can make it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed working on it, and if you do please pass the word along!

Much obliged.

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It's been a while, ooooops

Well, so much for my continual updates! A bit has been going on and most of it is good, so here's a recap:

Emerald City Comicon just finished, and as you didn't read here I was there with brand new work! So glad I shared about it. TRASH BRIDGE, written by Ryan Browne and Steve Seeley and illustrated by me, was unleashed on the world at ECCC. There was a limited run of 300 and we're halfway through those. The future of TRASH BRIDGE is uncertain, on a knife's edge as the saying goes, so get your copy while you can. Ryan has put it on his etsy page, here's a link:

https://www.etsy.com/listing/584761162/trash-bridge-issue-1?ref=listing-shop-header-0

 Cover by Tradd Moore

Cover by Tradd Moore

So that's pretty cool!

I'll also be at C2E2 here in my home town in April, so keep an eye out for that!

And I'll have news about EDGEBRIGHT & LEOFWYN soon, I promise! I'm still chugging away at it and having a wonderful time.

Thank you to everyone I met or hung out with at Emerald City - you made the trip a success.

Happy New Year

Well, 2017 is over and what a year it was. Not going to bore you with a retrospective, I'll just say I hope '18 is a step up - globally and personally. It was a rough one for me and I've let my work slide a little, not enough time spent at the drawing table and I'm going to do my best to change that this year.

I've also been working quietly on a personal project that I hope to unleash very soon, "Edgebright & Leofwyn", a fantasy story that's pretty near and dear to me. Once I have all the technical pieces in place I'll reveal a little more, right now I'm still figuring that all out and doing all the fun (drawing) work in the background.

It's freezing here in Chicago. Very cold.

Oh yes, I will be opening myself to commissions as well this year, so if you've got something you really want to see me draw, hit me up. Send me an email.

So cold. More later.

Indigenous Con, Sherman Alexie and final Inktober

Folks, I'll be in Albuquerque NEXT WEEK for the second annual Indigenous Con! I'll be at table A2 with an assortment of books, art and prints! I'll be doing commissions as well, so hit me up if you want something done pre-con or just stop by the table and say hello!

In that spirit, I have to say I've had Sherman Alexie's novel RESERVATION BLUES sitting on my bookshelf for 25 or so years... (I'm old) and never picked it up until last week. I read THE LONE RANGER AND TONTO FISTFIGHT IN HEAVEN many years ago and enjoyed it, but Reservation Blues was one of those rare reads that seems to wait for the perfect moment to leap into your hands, when you need it the most. I would recommend this book to anyone who is curious about the Modern Native or just enjoys a damn fine read. It's also funny as hell, I laughed out loud more than once and a smile (almost) never left my face. Thank you, Mr. Alexie.

Oh yeah, here is the last batch of #inktober illustrations! If you're interested in any of them, hit me up at jt@woundedbutdangerous.com. Much obliged.

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 These were all done with a #2 round Blick Studio brush and sumi ink. I recommend participating in #inktober next year if you didn't this time around!

These were all done with a #2 round Blick Studio brush and sumi ink. I recommend participating in #inktober next year if you didn't this time around!

Another Inktober bundle, and a... radio show?

So this Thursday, 12-1 Central Time I'll be talking with Native America Calling, a radio program based in Albuquerque, about being Native and also about Horror. Are the two inexorably intertwined? In me perhaps, in others maybe not so much. Either way we'll get to the truth of the matter this Thursday the 26th.

I'll also BE in Albuquerque Nov 10-12 for the Indigenous Comic Con, where I'll be discussing many of the same things with whoever comes to my table! It's the show's second year, my first at it, and I'm looking forward to it immensely. I'll have, of course, many book and much art with me. Please stop by if you're able!

Here are some more #inktober doodles!

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 All of these, except the Eyeball (which was done with a garbage brush pen) were executed with a #2 round brush from Blick Studio and Sumi ink.

All of these, except the Eyeball (which was done with a garbage brush pen) were executed with a #2 round brush from Blick Studio and Sumi ink.

Why do I have so many Dionne Warwicke albums? Also, #inktober catch up!

If you follow me on social media you'll know I've been cranking these puppies out to varying effectiveness, but I'm collecting them all here for your viewing displeasure.

Real quick - I'll be at the Sideshow Gallery this Friday for the "Phobias" show, for which I did a special piece... it might be the creepiest thing I've done. Hope to see you there!

And lastly - if you haven't seen Blade Runner 2049 yet, DO IT. In IMAX if possible, if not at the very least go see it in the theater. That's the only way you'll see those incredible images as they were meant to be seen (I don't care how big your tv is), and it's the only place you'll be as immersed as you should be for this film. It's a masterpiece, in my opinion.

Here's some inktobers!

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 These were all done with a #2 round Blick Studio brush, and Sumi ink on bristol.

These were all done with a #2 round Blick Studio brush, and Sumi ink on bristol.

#inktober or bust

Well, I said I'd do it and let's see how well I hold up to my word. It (my word) has been flimsier than usual these days, but it's the journey not the destination, right? RIGHT?

I recall reading somewhere, and I'm going to butcher this, that someone talked to Will Eisner about the eminent doom of the comic book. His response was essentially that "doom" has always been in the forecast, and that it hasn't happened yet and he believed the form would always prevail. And throughout all that doomsaying, giving up, and abandoning of the craft the only thing that remained was the work of those who prevailed. Those who prevailed.

Well, I think I could apply that philosophy to other things happening in my life/the world right now and be able to get through another day!

Here's my first #inktober work. I'm keeping an eye on the social medias for everyone else's pieces and am thrilled to see so many participating. Keep working! Keep creating! Keep being awesome! Prevail!

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Inktober! And a quasi-solemn oath.

It's been brought to my attention that I've been terrible at maintaining my website! It ain't easy keeping track of everything, lemme tell you, and I've always been just awful at staying on top of getting the word out.

Last weekend was the workshop at the International School Of Comics in Chicago, and it was fantastic. I had a great time working with the participants and, hopefully, they all walked out feeling a little more comfortable with their brushes.

This month is "Inktober", where folks try to touch ink to paper every day and post it with that hashtag. EVERY day is an ink day for me, pretty much, but I like participating in this annual event anyway. I'll try not to cheat and just post whatever I'm working on for "work" and try to do something original each day (or equivalent to each day). I'll share all this jazz on social media but I'll be sure to post it hear as well, just to keep "in the mix" with the "website" "quotation marks".

In the meanwhile, here's an older "Coma D Clown" illo! Plenty of ink in this sucker.

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Workshop this Saturday at the INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL OF COMICS in Chicago

This illustration, by myself, was done entirely with a #2 round Blick Studio brush, about $7 I believe. This Saturday morning I'll be doing a workshop at the International School Of Comics Chicago, demonstrating what I've learned over the years about inking with a brush.
The workshop is from 9-12pm, followed by the incredible Hilary Barta and his 1-4pm workshop. If you're interested in getting comfortable with a brush, or if you're familiar with a brush but want to learn some new techniques, I hope you join us!
The International School is an incredible group of folks who want to strengthen our artistic community and help usher in the new wave of comics pros, so feel free to contact them and - even if you don't come to the workshop, come check out the school!
Next week's workshops will be conducted by Dan Dougherty, who's talent I am jealous of, and Bill Reinhold - who's enduring comics career, immense talent, and wealth of technical knowledge is not to be missed! Hope to see you there!

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A Good Home

Recently got back from Wisconsin Dells, where most of my family lives, for a family vacation. It was a fine time, everyone pretty much put away their differences and tried to enjoy a beautiful day of food and games and the weather was hot and the state park was beautiful. I went on a hike, which is not my usual M.O., and had a fantastic time doing it even though it almost killed me.

But what really struck me was a birthday party I went to on Saturday. One of my cousins was throwing it for her son, so we went on over. My birthday is in the dead of January and the weather usually feels like you're on the surface of the moon, so birthday celebrations were pretty limited, but even the best birthday memories were nothing like what my cousin did for her son.

There were about 25 kids there, running around and having a blast. They'd set up a wrestling ring in the backyard and my niece and her fella were filling water balloons to drop into it. All the kids were selecting pro wrestler names, based on birthdays and formal names and they were pretty hilarious (Sneaky Sneak Fancy Dancer; Charming Smokey Hot Dog), and the adults were helping them assemble wrestling gear from old tie dye shirts and such. Scissors were flying, bandanas and knuckle wrapping were wound with precision and there was nothing but laughter and joy in that house.

My cousin also let the kids select an entrance song for when they came into the backyard, which she played through a karaoke machine that she was also using to announce the wrestling teams. The kids would come out, strut their stuff, and go into the ring and explode as many water balloons as they could using pro-wrestling moves.

My stomach hurt from laughing, mostly from the kids who took it seriously, with a look of fierce determination. 100% in. I also stuffed my face with food.

Both my folks are gone now, and that has hit me in ways I haven't expected, and life throws other things at me out of the blue that sometimes make me feel like a marked man - but I'm not. There was so much love in that home, my cousin and her impressive husband, speaking our Native language to their children, the laughing children, the adults watching quietly and happily as the kids enjoyed themselves. It reminded me of when we rolled up to Standing Rock the first time and were greeted at the gate with, "Welcome home."

I've been a city boy for over 20 years now, and I feel Chicago is where I belong, but I felt something stir inside while I was in the middle of all that, some kind of hope I'd forgotten exists. And I don't know why my relative, a man I admire, said this to me as I was shaking hands before leaving - but he looked at me and smiled and said, "Come back home more often". And I just nodded and thought about that for a good long while after.

 

Back home! The journey, and a bit of philosophizin'

Well, back home and ready to get back to work. Took a road trip to Dallas, TX and while down there I got to meet both Windows (Thomas G Waites) and Childs (Keith David) at the Texas Frightfest, which was pretty cool. The only frightening thing that happened, though, was on the drive down. I live in Chicago, and of course we have our share of difficulties, and I am usually completely ignorant of anything until I have to deal with it personally - which is why travel is nice. On the road down it rained constantly, and it didn't let up until I reached Little Rock, Arkansas. In St. Louis I got lost due to construction and confusing road signage (confusing to me, but I'm notoriously absent minded) and ended up on the wrong road. I figured this out in time to divert and head west on an alternate route, but 44 was closed. Why? It was completely underwater. I turned back around and took side roads until I could reach 55, which was my original route. Still under sheets of rain and gloom, I finally hit it and continued south where signs everywhere were warning of closed roads and hazardous conditions. I wasn't but 5 hours into a 15 hour drive, but that's still too deep in to turn around and I really wanted to get to Dallas so I consigned myself to the idea of driving to Memphis or further south and just skirting it along the southern edge of the country, but that would add untold hours to the journey. I followed the route, hoping the road wouldn't close ahead and was rewarded by more rain but the pavement stayed above water level until I hit Arkansas. By this time I was noticing large lakes along the roadside, with little tree tops sticking out of them, an occasional upper half of a street light or telephone pole... the entire area was flooded. Deep canyons were completely submerged, homes and businesses vanished under the waterline. At several points the four-lane highway was reduced to two as we were diverted to the other side, and the highway vanished into brown murk. Once it reemerged we were diverted back onto it - and I have to say, the road crews did a fantastic job at averting as much of that as possible. One of the concerns, however, was that I was in the middle of nowhere and almost at E on the ol' gas gauge - and the few stations I did pass were not accessible due to flooding... at one point I turned off the main road at the promise of a town 2 miles in, which turned out to be a few homes deep, deep in the woods. I've seen too many horror films to run out of gas off the main road so I turned tail and headed back to the highway on fumes. Thankfully fate wanted me to continue and we rolled in, sputtering, to a station in the nick of time. I say thankfully because shortly after the road was completely closed and we were redirected to a detour route into the middle of nowhere for a good hour before I saw anything close to a non-submerged place of business. The water lapped at the road from both sides, humvees and National Guard were stationed at nearly every intersection, blocking flooded roads on either side. I followed a kick-ass trucker who handled the road like a pro, and eventually returned to the course. The journey ultimately ended well, with me rolling into Dallas 10+ hours later - and of course the trip was well worth it.

Folks ask me why I drove, why didn't I fly? Well, sometimes I like to be alone for long stretches of time. I also enjoy having mini concerts of my favorite music and sing along at the top of my lungs. But mostly, it's the next best thing to walking for seeing this big ass country. As I said, I live in Chicago and it's its own world. I start to thinking that it's the way everybody thinks, dresses, feels about our country, etc. On my journey and over the weekend I met plenty of folks who would seem alien in my city, and I was sometimes painfully aware of my own strangeness in my Phantasm t-shirt and with my weird accent. Had I not taken this trip the flooding would've been nothing more than a scrolled photo on facebook, and the folks who live out of my sphere would continue to be people I just don't "get". The world is a big place, this country, this state, the city or town we live in is a rain drop and I will never get an idea of what others are experiencing unless I get out and go check it out.

That said, I'm definitely flying next time.

Thank you everyone! #c2e22017

Rarely has a show rejuvenated me in such a way, Mike Negin and his wonderful crew made the show another success and the fans made it amazing. I was particularly touched that a few young folks came from distant lands to get art from me - I'm glad I could be a part of their experience, and more enthused that there are youths out there with great taste in art! (wink)

I also got some good news concerning one of the projects I've been waiting on, and I'll let you know more about that once it feels appropriate. Suffice to say I'll be very busy soon, and that's a good thing. Beside that, I was able to meet some creators I've long admired and a few that I've only recently met - and let me tell you; I still hold that comics folk are the best.

Well, I've got a bit of work to do now so thanks for following along. Sorry I haven't been keeping up with the weekly stories, I'm just not that creative!

Here's some random art from "Lie Down Low".

I've been negligent! A round-up of things coming up...

I don't know if anyone's been following along with this story challenge, but I've missed almost two weeks now. I was in Seattle for a week, then off to Washington DC for the Native Nations Rise Indigenous March on Washington, which you probably didn't even know about due to the incredible amount of press coverage we didn't get.

ANYHOO, I intend to keep it up, just a little backlogged now but will soon be back in some kind of a rhythm. In the meanwhile, here's a couple things coming up:

THIS SATURDAY I will be at the Frankfort Library in beautiful Frankfort, Illinois, scaring families with my art. It's from 10-4, so stop by and say hello to me, I'll be the one wondering what he's doing in a library show with the kind of work I do. I love doing them, and in many ways owe the library system my personality, but I'm always like the weirdo who doesn't really belong. Ah well, when I was a kid I liked all the gruesome stuff so maybe that's my purpose.

FRIDAY, MARCH 31 is the "RESISTANCE IS NOT FUTILE" art show, which I was lucky enough to be a part of putting together. Anne at SIDESHOW GALLERY (2219 N Western Ave, Chicago, IL 60647) took the idea and turned it into a 3 day extravaganza with music, movies and food. For the art side of things we'll have over 20 different artists of many different walks of life contributing to the theme of "resistance". ALL proceeds will be donated to the ACLU, so each of these remarkable artists are giving their art to a good cause and you can be a part of it as well! You can find a Sideshow Gallery page easy enough on Facebook; I'm too much of a Luddite to figure out how to post a link here.

And of course, C2E2 is coming. April 21-23, in my ol' sweet home Chicago. I'll have more info on that soon, but for now I know I'll be there in Artist Alley. Hope to see you there.

Take care, take care of each other, hope to see you soon!