Abandoned Projects: Auxaton

Time to talk about another abandoned project…

Today’s feature is unique in that, unlike the other abandoned projects I’ve blogged about so far, I want to pursue this one! At some point…

Today’s feature doesn’t really have a working title, so I’m going to name it after the main character of the story: Auxaton.

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Auxaton is a Mountain Ridge elf and a priest. His matriarchal society worships the Goddess Ahyahweh, whom Auxaton devotes his life to.

Things were fine for a while until a band of humans came in, attacked his town, and kidnapped a great many of the people there. Even though Auxaton was trained for combat, he was overwhelmed by the band of humans and taken captive.

As the humans lead them away, Auxaton discovers that they intend to sell the elves into slavery, and in particular they intend to sell him as a breeder slave. This goes against his vow of celibacy, so he escapes the slavers with a handful of his comrades and they make their way back to their town.

However, the town is ruined. When his companions leave him, Auxaton receives a vision from the Goddess Ahyahweh to go into the world and rescue the rest of the Mountain Ridge elves, so they may rebuild and renew. And so he goes out into the world to fulfill his mission.

I’m still totally hooked to this idea, and over time I’ve developed a couple more characters for this story, illustrated here:

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I’m eager and excited to do this, but this project has been shelved for close to two years.

Why?

Work Drama.

At the time I created this idea, I was a caricature artist in an amusement park (I would list where, but for legality’s sake, I won’t). Except by then, I didn’t like the job at all for reasons besides the art-making, so I tried working in a different department. It didn’t help.

What made it worse? It became slow season and our hours were cut to where all of us worked weekends-only.

By then, I was stressing and freaking out that I wouldn’t be able to pay my bills or have an apartment. I called up my family to talk about it and we decided that it was best that I leave the job and go back home.

So I did.

I shelved this story idea until I could get to a point where I could script it out, develop it more, and then pursue it.

This story is still a seed. It hasn’t been scripted, except for a three-page writing exercise to set the tone for it. Also, there aren’t that many characters to populate it yet.

When will it be developed?

I don’t know.

I gotta finish a few more things first.

But once I do…

Abandoned Projects: Vlog

This is a fairly more recent abandoned project.

It’s my vlog.

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I stated my reasons for starting one in a previous blog post. But in that post, I forgot to mention that I was inspired by other vloggers, like the Vlogbrothers and Wheezy Waiter.

I posted three videos on my YouTube channel, and then stopped.

Why?

Well, one of the biggest reasons is I got bored of the vlogs I was making. I made a whole bunch as a sort of buffer in the event that I got sick or (as happened more often than not) family came to Arizona to visit and I would take a short vacation.

The problem was, the episodes I recorded for that buffer bored me. And if they bored me, I knew they would bore you.

The other reason I abandoned the vlog was that, while video editing and talking into a camera is fun and a useful skill to put on a resume, it’s not something I want to pursue long-term. I want to make comics, darnit! Vlogging just sort of gets in the way of that.

To be honest, vlogging was one of the first projects I kept on the chopping block, instead of trying to actively remove it.

Would I make videos in the future? Probably. And if I do, they’re either going to be art tutorials or time-lapse videos rather than vlogs, so I can show off my work process and still have my videos be art-related.

Or, I could possibly make Rubber Duck: The Reckoning. Indie film is not off the table for me.

(If you don’t know why I want to make a Rubber Duck: The Reckoning movie, you should be reading Validation. It’ll all be explained.)

Abandoned Projects: Julia

This is the start of a recurring feature I’m going to call “Abandoned Projects.”

These projects are all stories I shelved for one reason or another: whether the reasons be it was too cliche, I didn’t have the artistic expertise, I got older and lost interest, it didn’t have an end in sight, or any other reason.

Why am I sharing them? Because

  1. I can, and
  2. I want to know if you’re interested in seeing these ideas actually become stories.

The first abandoned project I want to bring up is actually one of my oldest. I started scripting this back in high school and actually convinced the art teacher (somehow) that I should do this as an assignment for an actual grade. It was a project I legit wanted to make at the time, and I wanted to send it to Yen Press when they started doing annual talent searches.

It’s called Julia, and it was my retelling of The Little Mermaid.

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Julia was the youngest of seven sisters, and it was a right of passage among them that they go to the surface and see the world above.

Some saw dogs, others saw ships, the second youngest found a way to climb an iceberg and wave to passing ships, causing one of them to wreck, that kind of thing.

Julia’s first sight above the water is fireworks firing off from a ship. It’s the prince’s birthday, and she goes to investigate. And she falls in love with him at first fight.

Unfortunately, one of the fireworks catches the mast on fire and the prince falls overboard. As Julia goes to save the prince, the fire spreads even worse, eventually catching more gunpowder and causing the ship to burst. The survivors all swim to shore, which is where Julia drops him off (careful to not get spotted herself).

When she goes back to her sisters to tell about what she saw, they get angry at her – they have a rule that states that they don’t get directly involved in the affairs of humans, and Julia violated that rule by saving the poor boy from drowning.

Eventually there’s a falling out with her sisters, she sells her voice to a sea witch (who’s design is based more on an eel than a fish), she gets legs, and she gets to shore.

Unfortunately, the Prince doesn’t know who she is, and she is hired as an entertainer to dance for him in the great hall. Eventually she befriends one of the servants in the castle and slowly starts to develop a crush on him.

Her sisters find her and try to convince her to abandon the prince and come back to the sea. She refuses, even as her feelings intensify for both the prince and the servant boy.

The question is, who does she choose?

Well, I knew how it would end (which is a good sign for a project), but I shelved the project for a few reasons.

The first is that at the time, I didn’t have the artistic skill to pull this off. To be frank, my art at the time SUCKED. Also, I wanted to illustrate this in watercolors, but when I did a test page in the style, it was muddy and gross. At the time I didn’t know how to get my hands on Photoshop, so it was the traditional route or not at all.

The second reason I left it was because it was WAY TOO CLICHE. It was reading like a Shoujo Beat manga (which aren’t bad, but that wasn’t what I really wanted with the work at the time). Besides, the whole, “Who does she chose? The elegant, handsome prince, or the lowly servant boy with a heart of gold?” thing had been done to death. The only way I was going to make it unique was in the dynamic between the sisters.

Which, now that I think about it, the dynamic between the sisters was one of the best parts of that story.

The third reason? I missed the deadline to have pages finished and submitted to the Yen Press Talent Search at the time.

The fourth reason? The work was too long for the talent search anyway.

I MIGHT pick this up again in the future. What do you think?

My First Renaissance Fair

Last Saturday I went on an excursion with my sister and brother-in-law to (I’m not making up the name) Superstition Mountains to go to a Renaissance Fair.

I had never been to a Renaissance Fair before this…except one time in Cambridge, OH, but it was a traveling festival and was much, much smaller. That was where I bought my two empty halves of coconuts as tribute to Monty Python and the Holy Grail gags.

But this? This was my first time at a Ren fair and my very first time dressing for the part.

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I do not know how to pose in photos that show off my outfits.

I confess I wanted to take more pictures while I was there, but I was too entranced with everything in the moment to stop and take photos. Every since my trip to the Navajo Reservation, I learned that being in the moment is more important than taking a photo every five minutes.

However, I DID manage to nab a few, starting with ones of a performer who danced with whips. One was literally on fire.

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Honestly, that was the greenest section of the fair grounds, because the rest looked a lot like this.

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There were also a lot of people in period clothes, gypsy and pirate outfits, viking outfits, chain mail, Game of Thrones cosplay, TARDIS dresses (I wish I got a picture of that woman, but she looked like the type of person who avoids cameras).

One comedian performing joked that one day during the Fair he saw Storm Troopers and Klingons standing next to each other, and a row of Doctors Who sat in the front row and kept proclaiming, “We’re in order! WE’RE IN ORDER!”

We also saw several kinds of shoppes, like fortune tellers, archery specialists, leather shoemakers, bookmakers (I got a lovely leather bound sketchbook), pirate stores galore (I particularly wanted a skull necklace at one of the shops, but I missed my chance to get it), and even swords dealers.

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There was also a book shop where I got a book of “Folk Costumes from Around the World” and the first volume of A Game of Thrones: The Graphic Novel. Because I am a nerd.

At the end of the day we saw the jousting tournament.

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Each section of the stands rooted for a particular knight. Our section was rooting for the green knight.

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The jousting was kind of “meh,” but it got better when they started sword-fighting. That was when the knights got off their horses and KILLED EVERYONE.

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Or, you know, pretended to, because they’re all actors. Very good actors, but actors.

As we walked out, we found the lady my sister and brother-in-law found last year at the fair. The lady sold buffalo bone and ivory pins with nerdy things engraved on them. Several had Doctor Who quotes (one even had a TARDIS), and a few had some Firefly quotes (Shiny!). The one I got was a pin that says, “Hell hath no fury like a woman with a sword.” Because that’s a true fact, man.

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Also a true fact: Superstition Mountains is the best name for a natural rock face.

That’s all for now. Thanks for reading!

On Opinions

WARNING: The following is a post about opinions (imagine that: the title is straightforward). You may or may not agree with the opinions mentioned in this post. Your concerns are legitimate, and you should be civil if you choose to talk about them. If you don’t want to read this, that’s ok, too: Here are some comics you can read instead, or you can watch a video about new discoveries of the Velociraptor.

ANOTHER WARNING: There is swearing. Deal with that as you will.

Moving on.

The internet fascinates me. Mostly because on one page, you can find one conversation that’s meaningful and honest and then a conversation right below that basically boils down to “SHE COULD BE HOTTER LOL SHE LOOKS LIKE A PIG.”

Everyone who uses the internet knows this, and they know it exists everywhere, from Reddit to Tumblr to The New York Times website.

For right now I’m going to ignore the trolls (who doesn’t?) and talk more about the importance of recognizing what opinions are – because I think in this age we’ve forgotten.

C.G.P. Grey actually brought this up in a Q & A video he made. Since it’s a long video, I’m just going to share with you my favorite quote from the video that’s about opinions and people:

“The trick is to keep your identity separate from your opinions. They are objects in a box you carry with you and should be easily replacable if they turn out to be no good. If you think the opinions in the box are who you are then you will cling to them despite any evidence to the contrary. Bottom line, If you want to always be right, you need to always be prepared to change your mind.”

I love this quote because it’s true: there are plenty of good people out there who have bad opinions, but if they change their mind, their opinions become better. They’re still good people, just with better ideas.

Lately there’s been a story circulating around discussion circles I’m a part of, including the Facebook group Diversity in Media Now. This story is about how a black singer changed the minds of several KKK members and even broke apart the Maryland branch of the Klan. (link to read it is here.)

How did he do it?

By talking to them and listening. By encouraging them that their opinions are not who they are, because if they can change their opinions, they can help make the world a better place for it.

I’d like to think I had a similar effect on a conservative couple I encountered on my road trip from Ohio to Arizona in September last year.

I stopped in Springfield, Missouri for a night and I decided to go across the parking lot to a sushi bar next to the hotel (because I had never been to a sushi bar and I wanted to try it out).

So I went inside and ordered my food. And a couple comes in and sits next to me at the bar and they order food.

There was one point where I tried this eel with some kind of orange spice on top. That was when my mouth felt like lava was burning my taste buds and I had to spit it back out.

The husband from the couple noticed this and was like, “Not your thing, huh?”

And we just started talking from there.

We even talked about the things we did for a living and I mentioned that I work as a comic artist on Validation. Of course, before I mentioned it I said, “I make comic strips about social justice issues,” and THEN mentioned it (because it’s kind of odd to just jump in and say “I make trans comics!”). While the wife wasn’t interested (She explicitly said, “I’ll just live in my black and white world and call it good!”), her husband was more talkative.

So the both of us talked about a variety of issues and we eventually got to welfare. And it’s here that I’d like to think I opened up his mind for consideration on some issues.

Because he had said, “You would think with food stamps they would get better food than pizza and pop and all that other shit?”

Now this was before I discovered the Cracked.com  article about the habits of poor people (Habit #1: You Eat Crappy Food, mostly because you need food that won’t rot, and the stuff that doesn’t rot is generally pre-packaged).

But my response was, “Part of that, though, is that there are companies who make contracts with the government to make their food cheaper on food stamps. Most of those contracts are with Coca Cola and other companies that don’t have the healthiest food and they’re lobbying to stay on SNAP.”

There’s an article here. Under the heading “Appeasing The Junk Food Lobby” was where most of my arguing points came from. That, and I come from a military family, and half of the conversations I hear are about how the government is fucking up because of the contracts they sign with other companies.

Back to the topic at hand: I’d like to think I opened his mind about that possibility. He certainly opened up my eyes about how conservatives think, why they think the way they do, and even got me to reconsider my old opinion about gun regulations.

(Alright fine I’ll get it out here: if you use the reasoning of “I need to protect my family” as your reason for owning guns, then you need to consider the possibility that you’re fucking with shit you shouldn’t be messing around with in the first place.)

(However, if you live in the back-woods country and you primarily hunt deer or other food animals and you don’t use guns on people, it’s totally fine. I grew up in the country where my parents ran a hunting and fishing store and I regularly saw them tag deer and post notices about how much hunting was allowed that season. It’s regulated for a very good reason. That, and there were times where we didn’t have any meat in the house other than deer meat, and without that deer meat we wouldn’t have eaten that winter.)

(There’s a difference between shooting at people to be a gangster and using guns as a carefully-managed tool so you don’t starve).

Before we talked I was of the opinion that guns needed to be off the streets, period. But gun rights is a bigger gray area than what the media or the NRA would have you believe.

Just like life. Just like people.

Be always open to others’ opinions, and listen. If they’re credible and don’t come from a place of hate, be considerate.

You don’t have to change your mind with every conversation you have. Just don’t hold on to your opinions too stubbornly.

That’s all for now.