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The Mariner

Mar 18, 2013   //   by no no   //   Blog  //  No Comments

mariner

 

Mar 18, 2013   //   by Moose   //   Blog  //  No Comments

Moose

23 Feb­ru­ary 2013 A.D.

Why am I not filthy rich?

Feb 6, 2013   //   by Moose   //   Blog  //  No Comments

Why am I not filthy rich? I mean real­ly rich. I should be rich enough to buy sci­en­tists to send me to and from the red plan­et of Mars on a reg­u­lar basis. “Oh, I’m out of piz­za rolls, time to pay my team of sci­en­tists to tele­port me back to Earth.” By all accounts, I should be swim­ming in a vault of my wealth.

Here’s my logic.

My Bor­der­lands 2 char­ac­ters have 100 badass points for get­ting 3 mil­lion dol­lars. My Skyrim char­ac­ters each have a house in all the nine holds of the North­ern Province and can bribe their way out of any sit­u­a­tion. I can’t even remem­ber how much gold my undead war­lock squir­rels away deep in the banks of the Under­ci­ty. There are so many oth­ers. In all the videogames I play, I am stink­ing rich.

So why doesn’t the real life me have trillions?

I know that when I go over to someone’s house, I can’t just take their valu­able trin­kets off of the shelves and over to the near­est pawn shop. So that’s part of it, my damn moral com­pass. What about quest­ing? My dai­ly activ­i­ties could be viewed as quests. Right now, as I’m writ­ing this, I am also doing the laun­dry. It’s a minor task that results in clean cloths, but where is my reward? Where is my three sil­ver or new leather brac­ers? All right, so laun­dry is a menial task. Last year I helped a pro­fes­sor chop up a rot­ted buf­fa­lo car­cass to har­vest its bones (for soup, turned out nice). It was a big project that took sev­er­al hours and was very dif­fi­cult. Oh yeah, and it stunk. Some of the “meat” had the same con­sis­ten­cy as gua­camole. Or does gua­camole have the same con­sis­ten­cy as some of the meat. What­ev­er, no new knife, no new sword or no new shot­gun from Moxxi. Even my larg­er “quests” rarely turn up the loot I’d like to see. So along with the steal­ing, the quest­ing is out too.

I pitched this idea about why I don’t have cash in the real world ver­sus my videogame char­ac­ter to a per­son much smarter than myself. She said the rea­son my char­ac­ters have mon­ey is that there is no videogame for my char­ac­ters to play. Basi­cal­ly, my undead war­lock isn’t wast­ing time play­ing videogames; he’s work­ing at being a warlock.

Son of a bitch. I can’t steal, my quests only return my own per­son­al well being, and the char­ac­ters I play aren’t wast­ing time play­ing videogames. Dammit (or is it damnit?). Whatever.

 

moose

20 Jan­u­ary 2013 A.D.

Comic Book Cover (Concept)

Jan 21, 2013   //   by Chris   //   Blog, Comics  //  No Comments
Comic Cover Concept

Com­ic Cov­er Concept

Inking the Jeff Way: Part 1 — Pencils to Blueline

Jan 14, 2013   //   by no no   //   Blog  //  No Comments

Fore­word: I have been ink­ing comics for about 7 years most­ly as a hob­by, and as a way to be involved

in the com­ic book pro­duc­tion here at Alba­tross Comics. I am by no means a com­pe­tent com­ic penciler,

and, as oth­ers who work with Alba­tross know, writ­ing is not some­thing that comes easy for me. Oh Gad

does it not come easy. So I went with ink­ing see­ing as who I was always good at repro­duc­ing images

in my youth, and no, I didn’t trace that Spi­der-Man in 10th grade art Chris. I repro­duced it. It’s always

rel­a­tive­ly easy to look at a draw­ing and recre­ate it at about 60–80% as good as the original…which for

some­one who wasn’t an artist and want­ed to be, it was a good pride build­ing exer­cise. Read more »

Spring Con

May 17, 2012   //   by no no   //   Blog, Events  //  No Comments

Albatross Entertainment will be in attendance for SpringCon.

Spring Con

The Mariner

Dec 16, 2011   //   by Chris   //   Blog, Comics  //  No Comments

I grad­u­at­ed with a bachelor’s degree in art, but in the art world, that degree is only worth as much as the paper it’s print­ed on after you draw some­thing on it. There are no guarantees.

That twist­ed cliché is what runs through my head as I put .5mm mechan­i­cal pen­cil to Can­son brand com­ic book art board. Page 1, pan­el 3, of my first issue of the Tales of the Mariner series, The Demon Purse. Wait…panel 3, that’s a bit of an odd place to start?

Nope. It aint. Not at all.

The Mariner sits at the bar, cradling a shot of rum. Nobody sits near him, his slouched pos­ture, his rat­ted gray mane, his odd dress. His shab­by exte­ri­or does not invite guests in this crowd­ed estab­lish­ment. He does not belong. The bar buzzes with tales from the mun­dane to the mag­nif­i­cent and he mere­ly lis­tens. A wit­ness, an observ­er, a con­sumer from his bar stool as the crowd around him con­tin­ues their enter­tain­ing chat­ter. They tell their tales. Tales of humor, tales of vio­lence, tales of debauch­ery. Tales of tri­umph. Tales of fail­ure. Tales of the shared human expe­ri­ence. Tales that invite oth­ers to lis­ten. Tales that engage. Tales that repulse. Tales to enter­tain any who would listen.

And he does, he lis­tens. There are count­less sto­ries to be told. Each offers its own van­tage point. Each offers its own per­spec­tive. Each has mer­it, but not nec­es­sar­i­ly an audi­ence. Tell the right tale to the wrong indi­vid­ual and it falls on deaf ears. Tell the wrong tale to the right indi­vid­ual and inter­est fades. It’s a roll of the dice, but sto­ries are made to be told.

And in the next pan­el, the Mariner takes his shot.

And in the next, he stands to find his audience.

That is how it begins.

Pen­cil to paper. Page 1 pan­el 3.

And right­ly so…

 

–chris

 

Tales of the Mariner: An Overhead View: Part 1

Dec 7, 2011   //   by Jeff   //   Blog, Comics  //  No Comments

When the idea of the Mariner was first described to me by Chris (Co-President…try to keep up), I almost instant­ly thought of a mem­o­ry from when I was first able to drink legal­ly. Before I get to that I need to explain a lit­tle bit about what drink­ing meant to me in when I turned 21. See, like most at that age, I got rather excit­ed about drink­ing, but what I feel set me apart was the excite­ment was usu­al­ly for the set­ting not the ine­bri­a­tion. Of course the result was the same, but some­how dif­fer­ent intent gave me an extreme­ly unearned sense of self-worth. I didn’t drink to get drunk, oh no, I drank to expe­ri­ence the live action equiv­a­lence of all that music, movies and comics had taught me; in the right set­ting, booze = tales for the ages.

The mem­o­ry that par­tic­u­lar­ly stood out hap­pened while in this phase. I asked to help move a fam­i­ly mem­ber to South Dako­ta, then an image of me sit­ting at a run­down bar lis­ten­ing to an old run­down man tell some amaz­ing tale flashed into my head. I declared that I would only help if such a scene would be a pos­si­bil­i­ty along the way. I received a semi-con­fi­dent con­fir­ma­tion that it was a pos­si­bil­i­ty, so we were off. For 5 hours I pon­dered what tales I would hear. Maybe he was a FBI agent from the 50s who could shed con­fi­den­tial secrets about the gangs of old. Or pos­si­bly he was a retired jew­el thief wait­ing decades to dig up hid­den scores. Would it be pos­si­ble that he was a fuck­ing cos­mo­naut? I don’t know! Shit, I even thought maybe he could be all three!

That evening, after the move was com­plete, I found myself walk­ing into a run­down bar locat­ed in a town com­prised of a grain mill and a 2 sto­ry apart­ment build­ing. There at the bar sat an old run­down man. I had my set­ting and if I played this right I would have a tale for the ages. I walked up to him and sat down. When I looked over to him I saw some­thing I couldn’t comprehend…a sign that said “Incred­i­ble Hulk Shots $2.” I turned to the Bar­tender and ordered two, then got shit faced drunk with my broth­er while try­ing to play $5 worth of darts. Word to the wise…$5 in darts takes forever.

So, how does this relate to the new com­ic Alba­tross Comics is putting out called “Tales of the Mariner”? For me this book is gonna be every sto­ry that man would have said had I not been tempt­ed by Com­ic Book themed shots. The only dif­fer­ence is there will be far few­er slurred words and way less disappointment.

Happy Thanksgiving

Nov 24, 2011   //   by Moose   //   Blog  //  No Comments

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Halloween

Oct 31, 2011   //   by Jeff   //   Blog, Events  //  No Comments

Hap­py Hal­loween from the Hulk

 

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This is the debut comic from Alba­tross enter­tain­ment. A one shot detec­tive story.