Thursday, September 29, 2011
GEARS OF WAR 3 - DeviantArt Contest Entry for $10,000!
My wife, Renae and I did this SUPER fast right before the deadline cutoff and minutes after finishing work on Anne Rice's "Servant of the Bones" #4 for IDW Publishing AND shortly after midnight marking Renae's BIRTHDAY!. The grand prize is $10,000 ... so, yeah hope that works out. There are people who clearly spent months on theirs though, so... wishful thinking! :D
Pencils: Renae De Liz
Colors: Ray Dillon
Friday, September 23, 2011
VIDEO: Todd Mcfarlane w/ Tyrese Gibson! - Some of the simplest, but most powerful drawing advice ever!
This is one of the simplest but most powerful drawing advice ever! Really makes a difference in your pages!
Featuring art by Tone Rodriguez, who is the man! :D
Thursday, September 15, 2011
CLOWN from SPAWN!
This came pouring out of me in 20 minutes as a warm-up sketch! No kidding. I love the Spawn comics. It's where I got my start reading and drawing. Clown is awesome. I haven't really drawn him since I was a kid. Whew! Didn't realize I had this sitting inside me. I think I'll have to do more Spawn universe art.
Monday, September 12, 2011
[VIDEO] "All Ghoul's School" Official Teaser Trailer (IDW) - I drew for this!
I drew a chapter of this graphic novel for IDW Publishing! Check it out!
Written by Marc Sumerak - Illustrated by Dave Bryan, Ray Dillon, & Eric Merced - Colored by Hi-Fi
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Coast City Comic-Con Poster!
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Done for Coast City Comics & The Coast City Comic-Con Nov. 12-13 here in Portland, Maine! I hope a lot of you creators and fans will come join us there! Poster turned out pretty cool and there is a dang dog-cyborg! Nothing cooler than that. Nothing. Look at his little hangy dog legs.Art by Ben Bishop
Colors by Me.
Monday, September 05, 2011
"Seeing Grandma" Flash Fiction & Audio
“Seeing Grandma”By Ray Dillon
I can only skip through the foggy forests of memory to get to grandmas house, and it hurts to realize I can lay out the exact floor plan of her warm home in my mind’s eye, but not the details of her warm face. While I could tell you roughly how many steps it would take to cross her screened-in porch with grass-green carpet to enter her front door, I can only offer a vague shape of her head; and on that short, pear head is not the expression of happiness and love but the feeling of it wavering in front of smooth skin where a face should be. Eyes, nose, mouth, all blink in and out, but never long enough for my eyes to process. The single detail of her I can actually envision is the drastically sagging skin of her arms that scared me at first but now pull me into the memory of her joking about it and making me laugh. She always made me laugh. She made everyone laugh. I can recall the concept of her smile as infectious. Perhaps when she smiled her rosy cheeks stood out and her eyes became crescents, but I can only speculate.
We moved away. She died a year later. I was 10.
She left the Earth and what remained was a shell of her house that was later demolished leaving no trace of her in reality. But the golden ethereal holograms of that time I took a nap in her bed, and the brick walkway to my favorite tree, and Neapolitan ice cream, and safety, and love, and her arms around me only intensify with time.
The End
I would love to hear your thoughts and I would love it if you joined in and wrote your own story to the prompt of "Grandma's Memory." It would be even cooler if you recorded your own AudioBoo so I can listen to you read it.Thanks for lookin'!
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