Sisters

I really thought that I could make Triplets, not titled @Home, work.  It was kind of a hit and miss thing in college, but that can be said about anything.  I thought, and still do, that it can be a hit.  It is unique and it can last for a long, long time.  I like the dynamic siblings Morgan and Kerri.  This scene where Kerri helps big sister Morgan with laundry while asking if she have her blue jeans is cute to me.  You can tell that Kerri is use to getting what she wants and has always like borrowing her sisters clothes.  You can also see in Morgan's face that she is use to it and a little annoyed that it is still going on.  

-Forge

See If Anybody Salutes

Okay, so I just happened to be on here and found out that people are actually reading my blog.  How cool.  So, I can't let my public down right?  So, here is the deal.  I have decided to post more of my Triple Comics and see if people come and read.  It's the whole flag up the flag pole...see if anyone salutes mentality.  

This are comics that I did ages ago, before I gave up on the whole idea of being a comic writer.  I had that dream deferred so many times, not only did and dry up like a raisin in the sun, but that bastard exploded!  Thank you, Langston Hughes.  So, my new plan is to stop waiting for others to for fill my damn dream.  It's my dream.  I dreamt it, I need to make it come true my damn self.  So, earlier this week, while I was waiting for my new Corel Painter Software to come, I scanned a whole butt load of my comics onto my computer.  The idea was to revamp them, using my Corel Painter and Wacom tablet.  I figured it was not only be good practice with both systems, but I could refined them, bound them and sale the books my damn self, via ForgedWorks Studio.  

Who knows if it will happen, but all I can do is try.  I'm a cheap bastard, but I'm not afraid to believe in myself, or am I.  

Life's short.  Color outside the lines, but be neat about it.

-Forge

All Well

All well, thanks for the prayers and words of encouragement. Sorry that this blog will be down for a while, but I appreciate all of you.

Prayer Request

Here is a Health Update. A week after going back to work from my much needed bed rest, I was back in the hospital (the week before Christmas). Here is a picture of the PICC tube that they placed into my arm so I can wear an IV tube around for the next 14 day (only six now). Ever twenty four hours I have to flush one of the tubes with hepron and the other with saline solution (making sure not to inject myself with an air bubble and kill myself. Then I have to change out the IV bag and clip the blood side of the tubing so that the blood will not start flowing up it. They even provided me with a green clamp, just in case the unthinkable happens and I need to clamp off a tube to prevent bleeding to death. Sounds like fun, right?
Oh, the white thing around my arm is a cut off gym sock that I made to stick the loose tubing in. That way I can prevent having one of those bad boys nag onto a chair, or what not, and pulling anything loose. You feel me?
The doctors are doing their part and all I am asking is for prayer from the blogging community. I know what prayer can do and if you know like I know, than pray for me.
Thanks.

This Job Stinks

The next few days of post are going to be random as hell. There will be different styles of drawing and stuff like that there, but I will be saying stuff with each post, so it’s all good.
This is a strip from the very short lived comic, Cop Out. It tells the story of rookie officers and their trainers. This is actually a more refined drawing of the original characters. Tomorrow I will post one of the original comic that I did for the Police News (you can compare the two then).
Anyway, being in training sucks on any job, but it especially sucks as a Police Officer. You find out just how boring a day in the life of a police officer can be at points. Trust me; it is nothing like what you see in the movies and on television. Of course, sometimes it is hell-a-exciting, especially if you go out there and actually work. But if you don’t, than it can be eight hours of pure tedium.

Look What I Found

Looky, Looky, what I found. While I was keeping my little man I found the ending to my little comic strip skit regarding Quincy and the Birds and the Bees. I found it when I was looking for another damn book to read to my Nephew, while he was on the pot. I got so sick of reading the same book to him, over and over again (of course, he didn't seem to mine). Anyway, I also ran across variations of my cartoon, Cop Out. So, hold on to your horses, people. Because, although I have not found my motivation, I have found other comics to post for you viewing pleasure. See, my nephew is a God sent. Whew, the boy was wearing me out though.

A Joy To Be Around

While I am on bed rest I get to keep my little, two year old, Nephew for a few days. I know….Bed rest and keeping a two year old seems like a complete contradiction in terms, but it hasn’t been half bad. Actually, it’s been great! My little man is a pleasure to be around. He is so well mannered and full of joy. Oh, and he is so smart. I only wish I had more time to nurture those smarts. I love to see him imprint.
Being around children is nothing new for me. I have a very fertile family. I was changing diapers before I was ten years olds and babysitting as well. I’ve gotten to witness the way my little brother and sister grew up. I played a big part in them learning to walk, read, talk, learn, all the normal kid things. And of course I got to witness the same with my other nieces, nephews and cousins, but little man is different. Part of his learning process is to mimic. It is very cute, because none of the other kids in my family ever did it. If a word is new to him he will repeat it aloud, like he is forcing his brain to digest it. It’s so cute.
I had planned to use my time off to clean my house and find my motivation, but I must say that I am thoroughly enjoying spending this quality time with my little nephew. It is time I rarely get to exercise, working nights and weekends like I do. So, although I know he loves me (I see it in face whenever I come around), our bond is not as strong as I would like it to be. He doesn’t normally want to go with me, now that he is old enough to voice an opinion. And I tell his mom I will never make he go with me if he doesn’t want to (even though I know he will be find once we are one on one). I just think it is important to respect a child’s feelings; they do have them. Heck, I think the only reason he is hear now is because I went and got him while he was a sleep on Sunday. LOL.
Having my little Nephew just makes me realize how much I would love to have a child of my own running around, but it also makes me realize just how horrible I would be if I did have one. Not that I don’t think I would make an excellent father, it just that they take up all of your damn time (and I need to watch television!) I don’t want my children or my nephew to grow up to be a television junky, like myself. He likes to play, and get to read to him while he is on the potty. (By the way, to all you mothers out there. My nephew is having an extreme problem with constipation. He has since he was born. Never a constant bowel movement. I was the first to notice it and bring it to his mother’s attention. She says that she has taken him to the doctors and they say that there is not a problem, but you tell me what child does not have a bowel movement everyday, let alone in three. Trust me, when he was in diapers, it was a pleasure not to have to change to poopy diapers, but I still knew it was not normal. Nor is it health for him to have all that fecal matter stored up inside of him for so long. Any helpful hints out there? Annie? Nitty?) We gonna go get us some prunes today to eat. Yuck!)
Anyway, yesterday we went to the mall, saw Santa Claus, but I did not tell him that is who he is because we are not going to perpetuate that fantasy with him (not my choice, but I have to respect it), went to toy stores out the but, went to the pet shop, ate at McDonalds, took a nap (thank God), went to the movies (were the only two people in the Bee Movie, which was fine with us), went to Denny’s, came home and finally took our butts to sleep at a little past 11pm (and he fought it all the way).
Today, we are probably going to take uncle’s care back to the shop so they can fix the scratches they put into it, then we are going up to the college to take some pictures, then we are gonna go by us a bigger winter coat, because uncle thinks he jacket is too little for him. Then we are gonna go to the library and then maybe have dinner with Uncle Neil (if he comes by). Oh, and we are gonna go to Wal-Mart to buy us some more underwear; because right not we are running around commando style (uncle does not like doing the laundry). LOL.
Still no comics for you, but you can blame that face up there for it. Oh, and don't even ask about that Solid Gold Dancer top he is wearing in that picture. He was in some type of bootleg fashion show this past Satuday. LOL