Here’s a semi-recent commission I did for the Kado book project. The dark encroaching Louisiana swamp overwhelming the little village with a murky and diseased gloom as the threat of war looms bleak in the background. It’s the low point of the story, when all hope seemed lost, and it was an interesting project to plant and execute this painting to reflect that.
Well on the home front, not all is lost in my roof-over-the-head department, but I don’t think I’ve ever fought so hard for something or been so tired in my life. I have secured a shack, bit of a termite-ridden disaster shack, but nonetheless, things are looking up. However, I’ve got tons of labor to get this place: 1. De-moldy 2.de-Termite 3. De-lovely (there I go with my Cole Porter addiction again). To that end I’ve been putting in massive long days of demolition and reconstruction, and gradually the smell is improving. Yes, it’s bad enough that I’m just going off the smell test. So I’m late today. I’m burning my comic buffer, and I’m looking to Feb1 as my drop dead date to get everything straightened out again. Feb 1! Oh frabjous day! I have no idea how to get there from here, but it's gonna happen.
That wretch Xander hasn’t been having an easy time of it either, thank goodness.