Primeval Pulpatoon

I thought I'd spend the next few days sharing some of the early cartoons that eventually led into Pulpatoon: Pilgrimage. These were basically notebook doodles. I'm not sure when it occurred to me that they might become a graphic novel. I had a fair idea who the characters were at this point, but I was unsure about their millieu. I was also pretty unsure in my use of ink.



I had an unusually culture-packed weekend. I saw: a lecture on cybernetics by suppossed "World's First Cyborg" and media whore, Professor Kevin Warwick; the Opera Memphis' staging of Don Giovanni (Happy 250th Birthday, Mozart!); a lecture by Dr. Anna Bess Sorin on evolution (Happy 197th Birthday, Darwin!); and a broadcast of an athletic competion while in the company of sports enthusiasts.

This was my first Super Bowl, and my second opera. Gotta say, I preferred the opera. Although, there was better beer at the Super Bowl.

Today, I'm sick in bed with a sore throat. But not just any sore throat. This is the kind of sore throat that, I'm pretty sure, has destroyed civilizations.