Story- Eric Skillman
Pencil and Inks- Me
I threw in some dialogue so you guys would understand what's going on, though there's some error regarding the "N" letter being mirrored because I used a Mac font on a pc and have no idea of working around that problem.
Anyway, it's always been a dilemma that I'm always pulled in different directions by my art heroes and always look unto my own work as crap or very much inferior to the original source. It's like, I love how insanely detailed and finely rendered Charest's work is and how dynamic and gritty Leinil does his own thing or even how loose and funky Cheeks apply his own magic.
Sometimes I find myself going crazy over what inspiration will I allow myself to get myself strongly over to ultimately define a personal style, considering they are of very different discipline and the result of that I guess is my schizophrenic gallery.
When I was handed this script for Liar's Kiss, knowing the story was noir and with my Risso-influence in check, my approach instinctively became to do it as how the man himself would.
It's a neat trick I guess, to be able to scratch beneath the surface of someone else's genius but do I suffer the lack of artistic identity along the process?