I posted this last night but then I decided it wasn’t ready, so I removed it, and I think it might be ready now, okay.


I posted this last night but then I decided it wasn’t ready, so I removed it, and I think it might be ready now, okay.


Anonymous asked: What is the etymology of your last name?
My actual last name, Harman, or Blank?
Harman, I think, is Germanic or Old English and means Grey Man. I think my dad’s father is from somewhere around Germany but I can’t remember for sure and it’s too late in the evening to call him, really.
As for Blank, a few years ago, there was this one day where I was half considering coming up with a pen name for some reason or another, and I was at an art show and I met this girl, I think she was some sort of Scandinavian, she told me her last name was Blank, and I took that as a sign I should change my name to that. So I kinda did. I have no idea where it came from.
Why do you ask, stranger?
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Fuck. It’s happening again.
And a good way to alienate anyone who does remember this brief phase from last year.
Umm. This is a doodle I did a couple days ago. I’m not entirely sure what I thought was funny about it at the time, other than that I watched Until The Light Takes Us again the other day, and Varg really dislikes McDonalds. And that guy is a sillybilly.
Also it’s one of those weird things where, as soon as you’ve finished doing it, you have this vague, sinking feeling that someone else has already done it, and did it better, and you’re subconsciously ripping them off.
From a conversation I had last night with Brett about if there had been a Justice League movie instead of The Avengers…
Also, on the subject of things very tangentially related to comic books, I watched Creepshow with Brett while I did the pencil stuff for this. That movie is fucking awesome.
A doodle. Not remarkably clever. Juniors, a store across from my apartment, sells beer and wine and the R fell off the sign and I had a short conversation with the lady at the counter, while purchasing the Shiner I’m looking forward to drinking this evening, about the idea of bees making wine. And then I felt compelled to doodle this out.
Seriously. Like I was starting to become convinced that he’s some sort of weird-ass elder god. I mean, it’s still possible, isn’t it?