Trust No One
on September 19, 2015
It was early one winter morning, I was driving somewhere (couldn’t tell you where), when a rhythm of dialog started bouncing around in my mind. The monologue was paranoid and scattered, I wrote it down and as I did images started to come to me. It’s always wonderful when things like this happen.
These are the opening pages from a graphic novel that I’ve since abandoned. I got about 25 or so pages into it when I decided that I didn’t care for the story that was coming from it. That’s just how it goes sometimes.
Anyway, I’m still happy with how these initial pages came out. And who knows maybe I’ll come back to the project one day.
This reminds me a lot of a book I dug out of a cheapo-bin at one of the local comic stores. It’s called Pistolwhip and its got a heavy noir vibe, but it has a similar cadence to this. I swear more people have to know about it, the team behind it work with DarkHorse, I think, but I spend so much time on the internet I’ve accidentally lost touch with the outernet world.
Either way, I dig this. ( o -o)b
Thanks, Louie! I’ve never heard of Pistolwhip but it sounds like something right up my alley, I’ll have to check it out. I’m glad you enjoyed my comic:)