Painting has commenced with a vengeance now that an old chum from Sheridan (BoPoTo) has been added to our staff as Flatter. Some tweaks regarding the ending and inking is pretty much done. issue #3 moving forward at a nice pace.
“This is a scene that’s a little later in the story, showing the panel planning and drawing process up close. I’m using ArtRage here, but have since moved on to Manga Studio, as its specifically designed to develop comics with its comic page and panel layout features. Before Manga Studio, I was experimenting by creating each panel as a document, colouring each panel in Photoshop, then laying them out in Illustrator. Definitely not the optimum way to do it, huh? Anyway, this panel took a while as I had just started creating digitally. I like the “Hooker-Bot” head and the depth used here. Stan was drawn a couple of times to get his position satisfactory. In the end, I would also do a quick grayscale ‘wash’ to test out lighting.”
“In order to get a clear idea of where everything is spatially, drawing a floor plan of the intended setting helps a great deal. In film, when you’re setting up a shot, you need to be aware of the “180 Degree Rule” and apply this to comics. Being in a 2D space, you need to use your imagination a little more, as you’re not only creating and moving the characters around, you’re also building the space in which they’re moving.”
“We’ve been living in the world of Chicken Outfit for about 10 years now and after countless rounds of planning, outlines, character sketches, drafts, finals, revisions, and maps. I feel like we exist with one foot in the comic and the other in reality. The people and places in Chicken Outfit are as familiar to me as friends and local haunts. This rough map showing Stan’s office illustrates that once the basic story and dialogue is finished, how completely you have to know your world when writing and illustrating a story. The more comfortable you feel there and the better you know the characters, the easier it is to pull your audience in and make them believe that the people and places are real, no matter how fantastic their adventures.”
If you don’t overdo it a little bit at Shock Stock, you’re not doing it right. We here at Chicken Outfit decided to front-load on our arrival to London and although we missed the Scumbag Soiree due to a horrific hangover, from the looks on the faces of the vendors on Sunday, MUCH fun was had by all! Drop by their Facebook to see some of the photos and videos of that night. In all of the cons we’ve attended since we started this comic, the horror festivals are most comfortable and friendly. We would like to thank Jake, James, Bob and the whole Shock Stock crew for being welcoming, attentive and for making our experience at a con one of the best yet! We met a lot of great people, sold some comics and will hopefully be attending next year. Below are some stand-outs we had the chance to chat with. See you next year! (We’ll also be at the equally amazing Horror-Rama again this coming October 17!)
Luis Ceriz from Suspect Video
Darryl & Boo from Twisted Tees
Cameron Scholes from Grim Stitch Factory
Maurizio Guarini from Goblin
Jeramie Rain from Last House on the Left
Kelly Michael Stewart from Blood in the Snow Fest
Yakov Levi from Whorror Comix
Bring Me The Head Of Stan Munson
Web-Guy Rusty McDoodle goes back to his freelancing gigs while his buddy Stan trys to hide the horrific destruction of his basement studio experiment from his boss, Zigmund Danzig. Meanwhile, amidst the swirling reminder of his persistent visions, Headcast accompanies Billy to the lake for a relaxing fishing trip. The sportsmen head to their favourite pub for some sustenance, only to find the horrors of the city have bled into their idyllic country retreat. Soon, these four lads will realize there is nowhere to hide from the “Chicken Outfit”.
Join these two hapless slobs, Headcast the psychic, his fishing buddy Billy and their shit-house-rat-crazy, yet loveable megalomanic, boss into an adventure that will unhinge the doors of perception and stomp its way into your heart with a pair of blood-clotted, steel cleats.