POW!

Hmm... I wonder how those teeth taste?
Do the bicuspids pack quite the same delectable zing as the molars?

Hey.., I'm sure that there MUST be several marked advantages to having a double-jointed jaw....

It ain't over yet though, folks... the big finish comes next, and then the wind-up.
Let's hope it all works out for our heroes!

"Ploit!"

Just a quick post...
This last panel is giving me fits... but so far I'm liking the direction that it's going.
I'm just trying to get past this page so that I can finalize the wind-up sequence. I can't really be sure of how well the ending will fit until I actually start thumbnailing out the page... and that can't happen until this page gets finished.

Structure, baby... STRUCTURE.

I'll post the final panel in a day or so once it's finished completely and photocopied for delivery to my Inker.

I found these last few panels to be kinda fun... I hope that it shows in the work itself.
Here is the "drip sequence" I was talking about that immediately preceeds the big simultaneous punch panel.

Enjoy.

"Resetting..."

Lost a bit of "creative baggage" this evening... and good riddance!
They say no good deed goes unpunished, and man,... were they right. That's what I get for trying to help out a buddy by allowing him to "contribute" to my project for a published credit to add to his portfolio...
Hell... he caused me more aggravation than real positive input, so I suppose that I should just be grateful.
No real hard feelings, you understand... but let me just say that he'd be better served sticking to his prospective day job... plenty of work for a good accountant out there....

The panels are moving a bit more smoothly now... so I'm quite pleased.
I just needed to get over the dreaded "new page" hump that can stymie even the most ambitious artist when faced with a sheet of blank bristol. I've just got to keep going and keep the goal in sight...
This last panel will eventually feature a blurring effect as our protagonist snaps his broken arm back into place... but I think that it serves it's purpose fairly well without it. Maybe I've just looked at the damned thing for so long that it just SEEMS to make sense now...

The next couple of panels are going to be interesting... I'll actually have to consult some photo reference for a few "dropping liquid" shots. We'll be following a drooled rivulet of blood from the Eisenvater's torn lips as it drops to the studio floor. This sequence immediately preceeds the big simultaneous punch-out panel... so it really has to be both quiet AND a suitable build-up towards the two climaxing blows. An ambitious transitional scene for such a pulpy and graphic fight scene... but the challenge alone makes it a worthwhile endeavor....

"Little Fin" Sighting!!!

"This evening, as I was practicing my "cross-chest carry" skills in Life-Guard class, I catch sight of a small bobbing cadmium orange swimcap in my peripheral poolside vision...
Risking dousing my eyes in the over-chlorinated water, I strain to look over my submerged shoulder...
Upon reaching the far end, I breathlessly looked to the main deck... and there she was.

Back slightly bowed, eyes cast downwards, vastus medialus and supratellar bulge peeking out shyly from over her slightly flexed kneecaps. I have to grit my teeth to keep from staring. The barked commands of my Instructor snap my focus to the Guard Locker room entrance and arrest my chlorine strained eyes on his formaldahyde-wisened face. I periodically sneak quick desperate glances waterward as he speaks, hoping to catch a glance of her slick, sinuous body beneath the water. Class eventually ends... and then I have no real reason to stay poolside. With painful reticence, I slowly take the long walk along the pool to the men's locker room... stealing fiery glances at her naked trapezius, deltoids, and infraspinatus knotting just above the water's surface as her shoulders raise to take in oxygen as she swims. I almost face-plant into the stairwell door as I try to keep pace with her...

After perhaps the longest cold shower ever endured in a public place, I make my way downstairs as slowly as possible in the fleeting hope that I might catch her as she leaves before the next scheduled Life-Guard class...

Gone... and my eyes are still stinging from the chlorine in her wake...




Progress is rumbling along at a steady pace... nothing to be particularly excited about though. I'm still not going at top speed yet, and I'm disappointed that the pages aren't moving forward at the click I established on the earlier work.
Oh well,... I suppose that all my post thumbnail changes haven't exactly set a fire underneath the project any...
Still roughly on schedule though...

And I have one new surprise to pull off before this fight scene ends...