Straight Outta' Tallon IV

a little zero suit action.

Christmas Lightning

the brothers looking their sunday-before-christmas best

when last was it?

savor it, for the next one comes unannounced.

Street of Fighters Kombat III

here comes a new challenger!

inappropriate cats...HOOOOOOOO!

what have we done?

Podcasterz

Hey webkids,

So my buddy Mike and I just released to fresh new podcasts. Each one is a two-part tour-de-force of overall excellence. If you enjoy any of the following I suggest you listen in.

1. video games
2. indie rock (square rimmed glasses mandatory)
3. japan (and all cultural elements contained therein)
4. politics
5. schmolitics
6. bad-to-decent impressions
7. whatever the hell we want

Here's the URL, please check it out and hit us up with CRITIQUES n' such.

http://www.mikeandcaldwellshow.blogspot.com/

peace,

Caldwell

New Jort! - "Big Guy, Little Guy"

That is neat.

New Jort! - "Tree Hugger"

It's weird, but I love it.

Tastes Oily

I'm going to make a better effort to post other stuff besides just comics here.

oh...I just did.

Text? wha-wha-wha- WHAT!?!!

So instead of doing a comic this week, I wrote an article for my friend Ryan's humor column, the humor is a bit self-referencing but other than that it's a rompin' good time.

Readers, my name is Caldwell Tanner, and I’m afraid I have bad news.

At precisely 1:45 pm on Saturday, November 1st, Ryan Christopher Rebecca Coons Jr. was taken to the critical care unit of the Dixie Classic Hospital after accidentally walking into rush hour traffic. He had just finished watching the new film Beowulf in 3D, and upon catching his reflection in the mirror while washing his hands, decided that his new glasses not only brought movie magic to life, but looked quite stylish in an “Elvis Costello meets Risky Business” kind of way. Unfortunately, Ryan neglected to read the warning printed on the side of his new eyewear, which clearly stated.

Warning – these glasses provide no UV protection and completely obscure any and all peripheral vision. Anyway, you bought them so you could watch a stupid movie alone on a Saturday afternoon; do you really want to advertise that fact? Whatever man, do what you want, I just hope you don’t get hit by rush hour traffic or something lame like that.

Two weeks later, Ryan called me and asked me to come visit him at the hospital. I congratulated him on no longer being in a coma, and then rushed to my car, eager to see my friend again, and hopefully steal a stethoscope or two in the process. When I entered the room, he was wearing a full-body cast with the exception of his left elbow, which I later found out was the only bone he didn’t break. I asked him if I could sign his cast, and took the painful expression of fear on his eyes to be a yes. I then proceeded to sign my full name and a lengthy quote from Paradise Lost on his upper torso.
After the nurse had re-bandaged Ryan’s newly opened wounds and given him a healthy dose of elephant-grade morphine, Ryan informed me that while in his comatose state he had had the most amazing dream. A subconscious journey which he claimed had changed his entire outlook on life. Pulling a notepad from my stylish man-satchel, I began to transcribe this marvelous tale.
Months later, Ryan’s Song climbed to the top of best seller’s lists nationwide. The following is an excerpt from the novel, now available wherever fine books, muffins, or gopeds are sold.

Ryan’s Song: Chapter One

It was a Wednesday afternoon like any other. I was on my way to meet up with my buddy Zach Braff. We had finally decided to get those matching “Best Friends For Life” tattoos we’d been talking about. I waved excitedly as I saw him riding up on the Razor Scooter I’d given him for his birthday last year. He rolled over to me and said,
“Ryan, I’m parched, what say we grab some Vitamin Waters before hitting the Tat shop?” I laughed, I loved the way Zach always abbreviated things.

“Sounds good” I say, “I’ve been cravin’ some dragonfruit all day, let’s do it!” After performing our secret handshake (and a few chest bumps for good measure) We raced towards the nearest convenience store. Just then I heard a terrible crashing noise, followed by a shockwave that knocked me right off my scooter and into a conveniently placed pile of neglected Old Gold and Black back issues. I looked up. Standing before me was an entire army of Tyrannosaurus Rexes, but these were no ordinary T-Rexes, anybody could see that (as long as they happened to be a time traveling secret agent dinosaur hunter, like me, I didn’t mention that yet, but I am), these were Robo-rexes, sent from the future to inflict techno-prehistoric terror upon the past. Dangling from the mouth of the Alpha Rex was my former best friend’s arm, blood quickly staining his vintage button down polo.
“Zach NOOOOOO!” I cried. I grab my scooter, activate the turbo boost and blast off towards the Alpha-Rex. It was payback time.
“Hey dino-DICKS!” I scream, pulling a laser sword from inside my pea coat. “I’ve got a present for you…Present DAY” I switch on the laser sword and ride into battle, the memory of Zach still heavy on my heart.

Thus concludes our reading of Ryan’s Song. Be sure to check out the Ryan’s Song movie, the ultimate 3D experience only in theaters Fall 2008!

the taste you can see

a roll you can eat!

Quality Looking Companion # 10

enjoy!

Writer's Strike

current events. we did it!

covert cuts

Hey great!

Orientation

an early jort, we've come so far...

strength of the judges

hurrah!

Support the Troops

es for los troops.

QLC 09

AKA - fist full of AWESOME

Parent's Weekend

new vid!

politickles

honestly? I'm not quite sure.

QLC#8 / WYDK#51

so this week's OGB comic is actually also next week's QLC (albeit minor changes). This might happen more and more as I am attempting to merge the two into one comic that will hopefully be run online and in the paper.

50th Comic Extravaganzaversary

I did it!

from the depths

a return most fabled!

Welcome to Waaaake!

Digital Jorts from the lilting banshees, for more info, visit our site. It's linked under "my personal tubes!"

peace,

Caldwell

Lolsomethingz

I m on ur internetz

makin outdated jokez!

I'm all dripsy

so that's like...how it works.

the maverick's code

witness now the slowly unravelling string that is my life. Damn you Coonsotron!!!

the hatchet: buried

plotlines is hotlines

minotaurs and mustaches

oh. oh my...

Randall returns

I'm not so sure about the greys, but who knows?

that last time I did this was 200.

here are some sams to celebrate

train station man

He was there! I promise!

Loopy Luna

Done while reading the final harry potter book.

by the way, I think I'm the only person who actually liked the epilogue, I NEED THAT CLOSURE.

old doodles

these are from sometime in the summer, I'm back at school now, so expect updates to be more frequent and with a zesty new flavor.

absolute zero (but in the bad way)

I'm not really pleased with this.

deadlines is dreadlines.

HCT

Back at the wheel

Newest comic for the school newspaper.

By the way, I'll probably be making a site for these strips at some point in the future.

peace. ~HCT

"collections"

More old sketches (these are from a couple weeks back). My output rate is far exceeding my input right now, so bear with me. I'm also attempting to take a mini-vacation (read: being a lazy bastard), so bear with me once more. I will say this about that though, Bioshock is going to be a friggin' awesome game, and I will, against all odds (odds being the lack of a 360), play this game and beat it.

'till next ~ Caldwell

Terribly Sorry

So I've been slacking on updates, and my sketchbook grows thicker by the minute! However, I am back in Nashville, and although my left hand aches from the recent guitar hero shredding it just performed, I still managed to find the willpower to bring you this sketch update.

post-it-in-inappropriate-places notes

drawings on 'em!

megasketchupload GO!

more to come, less to go.

Benji

he's the younger brother, and he's all about havin' a good time.

Just so you know

Sorry for the lack of posting, I have much content for you, and several items of news that will soon be presented to you.

my main point in this post, was to let people who actually checkt this blog know that from now on, any finished work I do will probably be put on my deviantart site. I'll be starting a new site this Fall just for the OGB comics, but those I'll put at deviantart as well. so go check it out! There's a link at the bottom or just ctrl+c this piece into your browser.

www.avenar.deviantart.com

squadala! I am off!

En Massive

new sketchbook!

Let the Challenge Begin

so at work on Friday, two guys decided to undergo a challenge of gastro-intestinal proportions. The task? eat 20 dollars worth of food from the super cheap japanese restaurant Tokyo 7-7. The result? a near coma-like state of drowsiness commonly known as "the itis".

neither contestant completed the challenge, the only true winners were the audience, who got to witness this test of consumption-based fortitude.

brothaaaaas

It's been waaaaay too long since I drew these guys. Gotta get back in the habit.

A New Harvest: Rant of the High Geek Priest

Sorry about the massive update, the time usually spent neglecting this blog is being rerouted for your convenience, dear reader. Anyway, I wanted to talk about a discovery I made yesterday. While at the book store attempting to reserve a copy of Harry Potter (they were out), I came across a rack of comic books. Looking to cement my nerdiness (and also find some good reference material). I made a guilty discovery, a comic produced by marvel called "power pack", which features four pre-teen sibling superheroes teaming up with various marvel heroes to defeat bullies and villains alike. Lame plot I know, but the thing that really interested me was that the art was done by a team of japanese artists collectively called "Gurihiru". I found it awesome that their style was basically a reverse-engineered version of Avatar (an american made "anime"). It's definitely marvel, but it's also very anime. I'm big into hybrid comics like this, and the colors just leap out at you. There's a girl who flies around leaving a rainbow trail everywhere, yeah...it's like that.

anyway, I just thought it was cool, I've never really bought comics from "the rack" before, but the simple fun that is power pack has inspired a change in my settled, creaking ways.

'till next

Caldwell

The Post Harvest - Episode 6 - Firm Resolve

just working on muscles, trying to make them look ridiculous and Hulk-ish.

The Post Harvest - Episode 5 - Workings of the Skyscript

little character portraits for my other big dream project, the bald guy still needs a name. Any suggestions?

The Post Harvest - Episode 4 - The Mockwise Patrius

That kid again, his name is Barn, and he lives in that little hut, his father, whose name is...um...Philip...or something is the other guy on the page.

The Post Harvest - Episode 3 - Labors of the Mindsoul

A bunch of sketches featuring the redesigns I'm tinkering with for the comic I do for the school paper. The little kid is the main character of a children's book I'd like to write one day.

GAZE UPON MY HOPES AND DREAMS, KNOW WELL MY INTENT.

The Post Harvest - Episode 2 - Sons of Leo

I've been messing around with styles, and I've gotten really stuck on this big chest, tiny leg thing, it's really fun. That's Lion-O and Snarf from Thundercats, just in case you're not into cartoons about anthropomorphic catmen and their feline/lizard hybrid companions.

The Post Harvest - Episode 1 - Path of Origin

It's another exciting evening. My computer is straining with all it's might right now. For I am currently backing up all my files, downloading a torrent, using the internets, and have photoshop opened. If this post suddenly stops, please know that my laptop did not die in vain, but in the pursuit of that mythical vision I like to call information.

Here we have a few random doodles, and the concept images for a picture I did for a guy on Dev. Art.

creepy

This was a fun little diversion.