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Hey kids,

As some of you may have heard, my good friend, Joe Mash, lost everything due to the tornadoes in Joplin, MO. He, his wife, and kids were all luckily unharmed, but their home, their car, clothes, kids toys, everything they own is gone.

So I’m auctioning off the Han Solo stipple that I drew a few months ago on ebay to help raise money and get them back on their feet.


The piece is a 5″x7″ black and white stipple of the popular Star Wars character Han Solo, as portrayed by Harrison Ford. It was drawn on white bristol board with black Micron pens and comes signed, matted and framed. Frame size 8″x10″.

The starting bid for the piece is $20.00 and the auction will end on May 31st. You can “Buy It Now” for $100.00. (Plus S&H.)

I will also be accepting charity pen and ink illustration commissions for the next couple of weeks. I can’t do all stipples — as those would take up way too much time — but I can do a few small ones, if asked. They’ll cost a bit extra, though. If you’re interested in a commission, please send me an email with “Charity Commission” in the subject line.

You can find the ebay auction page here and learn more about how you can help donate money, clothes, whatever you can to help Joe and his family on the Fundraising for Joe Mash” Facebook page.

Tell your friends and, please, be generous.

Thank you.

Frankie

Hey kids,

You guys like comics? No need to answer that. I’m gonna go ahead and just assume you do, otherwise, why would you be on my blog?

Also, you guys like free shit? Who the fuck doesn’t? Amirite?

Well, you kids are in for some awesome today!

Y’see, my friend Dave Losso just released the first issue of his new free monthly digital comic, Kill The Wonderhawks, distributed by Paper + Plastick Records (owned and operated by Less Than Jake drummer/mogul of everything Vinnie Fiorello)!

Written by the ever-clever Dave Losso, drawn by the incredibly talented Aaron Pittman, and expertly colored by the amazing Alejandro Rosado, Kill The Wonderhawks follows the world-renowned team of heroes as they are chased across the country by a colorful cast of gangs, assassins and scoundrels while dishing out their own brand of justice in the name of peace, unity and, well….reward money.

Basically, put The Venture Brothers, Nextwave, Power Rangers, Mad Max, all your favorite Saturday morning cartoons — and, mayhap, a little Skottie Rocket, Gay Space Pirate? — into a blender, pepper in some naked cowboy bits, swearing jackalopes,  push “liquify,” and what do you get?

A mess?

No, dummy. You get Kill The Wonderhawks. Geez. Pay attention.

Still not convinced? Take a look at this:


Yeah, it’s kinda that awesome.

And the best part is that it’s FREE! Literally all you have to do go to the Paper + Plastic and click “Tweet/Share To Download” and get your copy. That’s it. Tell someone else about Kill The Wonderhawks and you get your own free copy of the first issue. How RAD is that?!

Then, after you’ve read the first issue, go “Like” Kill The Wonderhawks on Facebook and tell Losso, Pittman, and Rosado how rad they are.

(Obviously, with naked cowboy bits and swearing jackalopes and whatnot, Kill The Wonderhawks is NOT a kid-friendly comic. However, if you are looking for a great book for your kids, I cannot recommend Dave Losso’s The Great Sandwich Detective enough. I proudly own all five issues and it is seriously one of the most fun and funny all-ages comics I have ever read!)

You’re welcome.

Frankie

… so long as I just keep watching this.


In Swanson We Trust.

Frankie


I wanna chase that feeling.

Frankie

After many deadly traps, harrowing escapes, and close battles with his numerous enemies, our hero — CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW — finally reaches the Fountain of Youth.

JACK forgoes the easily accessible chalice, opting instead to to dip his hands directly into the water.

He lifts his cupped hands, the fountain’s water pooled within, and slowly brings them to his lips.

JACK hesitates slightly, then:

JACK SPARROW
Right. No time like the present.

JACK drinks.

The music swells.

CUT TO:

SAN FRANCISCO — MODERN DAY — NIGHT

CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW drives a red convertible down the highway, off into the San Francisco night, and turns on the radio, which begins playing Guns N’ Roses cover of the Rolling Stones “Sympathy for the Devil”.

Fade to black. Roll credits.

Hey kids,

I don’t normally do this sort of thing but, what the hell, you’ve been good, right? Cleaned your room? Ate all your vegetables? Didn’t give your mother a hard time while I was at work?

Well, alright. I guess you deserve a special treat.

Here’s a sneak peek at the Amazing David Brame’s art for page 52 of Punch-Up!


Confused?

I almost posted the full lettered version which — even though was only five words — unfortunately, still gave away just a little too much of the story. Sorry about that.

But if everything goes according to schedule, all will be revealed on Wednesday, June 15th, when this page is posted.

Until then, I hope to see you all every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday over at Punch-Up.net!

Frankie

Hey kids,

I want to talk to you today about the immediate future of Punch-Up. But, to talk about the future, first you need to know a bit about its past.

Y’see, Punch-Up was never really meant to be a webcomic. The plan was always to produce the story as a graphic novel and release it through some comics publishing house or another.

The Amazing David Brame and I had roughly fifty pages of work completed and — even though most publishers’ websites’ claim that they only need to see five to ten finished comic pages in a pitch — we collected the first thirty-seven pages, the complete first act or chapter or whatever you want to call it, and sent that out along with our pitch. We also printed up extra copies to sell at cons and in local comic shops, to self-promote and generally try and boost some reader interest in our little tale.

However, the best laid plans of mice and men and all that. Yeah, turns out, trying to get a book published is actually pretty tough. Who knew? Amirite?

So, rather than wallow in self-pity and drink ourselves into oblivion — I mean, we did that, too, but… — the Amazing David Brame and I decided to throw the entire thing up onto the web for free and, hopefully, get it collected later. Better the story be read for free than never read at all, right?

‘Course, complainers always complain, even when they’re getting shit for free.

But I already read all of this in your stupid book!

Why can’t you just start the webcomic where the book leaves off?

How long is it going to take for the webcomic to catch up with the end of the book?

Three months?! That’ll take for-ev-er! GAWD!

And then a couple of people who weren’t the Amazing David Brame voiced some concerns, as well.

Which brings us back to the present.

Today, I’ve posted Page 35. Next Wednesday will be Page 37, the last page of the collected preview book. Which means that, next Friday, May 13, 2011, one week from this very moment, the first brand new never-before-seen Punch-Up page — the mythical and elusive Page 38 — will be posted.

So all of you people who have been dodging the webcomic because you’ve already read the story in the collected preview book, all you people who have been asking when the new pages will be up, all you people — you know who you are and, more importantly… So. Do. I. — I expect to see each and every one of you at Punch-Up.net, bright and early, next Friday morning.

Boom, bitches.

Frankie

Hey kids,

I had a lot of fun redesigning the My Drunk Kitchen logo yesterday, so I did another version today! Hope ya dig!


You know what? I would like some cheese to go with my whine.

Frankie

Hey kids,

If you haven’t seen the adorable and hilarious My Drunk Kitchen yet — first of all, for shame — go watch all the episodes right now!

You done? Cool. Awesome, wasn’t it?

Anyway, a couple of days ago, Harto — the host of My Drunk Kitchen — put out a call to her artist followers to redesign the My Drunk Kitchen logo. This was my submission:


Yes. I like orange, OK? Sue me.

Starting my own internet show. My Drunk Ass. I don’t cook or do anything even remotely funny. Just drink and surf the net. Occasionally yell at the neighbor kids to keep off my lawn. Should be fun.

Frankie