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Temporarily Back To An Older Project In Hopes Of Getting It Ready For A Pitch...

Temporarily back to an older project in hopes of getting it ready for a pitch...
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Recent panel from a developing comic. Man, these things give me the creeps from the second they appear in the story.


New panels. Invisible monsters. Things are about to really start flying apart for the main character.

I've had about four hours of sleep today, so here are some panels...

An early sketch for page 16- I'm at the halfway point at last! From here the drawing get pretty complicated and the crowd scenes even greater in scale.
A lot of research went into this segment of the story, because it centers on the raid of the Stonewall Inn. Specific dialogue spoken by side characters was drawn as much as possible from accounts I discovered in my reading.
For example: the dialogue spoken by the first officer through the door, "Police! We’re taking the place!" is accurate for the time period and this particular raid. Law enforcement would make regular raids on bars suspected of serving alcohol to the LGBT community at the time. This is where the public "illegality" of their enforcement centered, and it was a regular occurence. The mob owned the bar and would force patrons to sign a book upon entering the premises, both for the purposes of establishing the bar as a private after hours club, where drinking could be conducted at all hours. The ledger also served as leverage for the mafia looking to extort blackmail money from better known patrons lest they reveal this segment of their private life.
Ironically, for much of the next few decades, LGBT bar culture was central to community in many places, for some the only place they knew where others might easily be identified or be identified in return. With the openness of the last decade or so, many of these places have vanished or receded from public spaces.

I'm strangely pleased with this image I just finished for a client. Thought I'd share it with you without context.