World’s Finest by Howard Porter, with My Inks and Colors.

variant for Thor, Vol. 2 # 01, as penciled by John Romita, Jr., and I - Ungoliantschilde.Tumblr.com - inked it this morning.

Almost 10 years and I still like this one.

the Gunslinger, with My Inks.

Pencils by Jae Lee, Leinil Francis Yu, Steve McNiven, and Joe Quesada.

Keeping with the theme, here are My Inks on a rough sketch by John Buscema, and a few Paperback Cover prelims by Jim Steranko.

Yarva Daemonicus Etrigan*:

CHANGE, CHANGE THIS FORM OF MAN, FREE THE PRINCE FOREVER DAMNED!, BOIL THE FLESH IN MUCK AND MIRE, GONE, GONE THIS FORM OF MAN, AND RISE THE DEMON, ETRIGAN!

*illustrated in Pencil by Michael Golden in 2007, with Inks and Colors by ME from last night and today!*

*from December 15, 2015*

Captain America Annual, Vol. 1 # 08, illustrated in Pencil by Mike Zeck, with Inks by John Beatty, and Colors by Phil Zimelman.

The color on the new version is too much IMO.

The poster? Yeah, that’s high gloss paper for you. The newsprint colors are washed out enough to look more natural, but they would look like shit at poster size. The poster version looks better in person too. Seen a couple here and there. That crappy, thin, glossy rolled paper that posters are usually made of makes the lurid colors pop like they should.

my Inks and Colors, from 2015, I think.

Mike Zeck is a guy who would absolutely explode in popularity if he was producing today. Dude is so, so good. It’s crazy how good he is. And social media sleeps on him. Give Zeck some love.

Ghost Rider by Khoi Pham, with My Inks and Colors.

I loved doing this and I was excited and happy with every hand movement.

I see it in my sketchbook and I wouldn’t change a fucking thing. I absolutely KILLED on this pinup.

World’s Finest by Howard Porter, with My Inks and Colors.

Marvel Knights 4, Vol. 1 # 10, illustrated in Pencil by Steve McNiven, with Inks by ME from today.

Our Fighting Forces featuring the Losers, by Mark Schultz.

My Inks, from 2015.

Joker by David Finch, with My (unfinished) Inks.

To me, he shouldn’t be a skinny, cracked out whacko. He’s a fop. A dandy. A prize fighter with a delicate and particular sense of style. He’s a pimp with the frame and body of a UFC Heavyweight. He powders his cheeks and rouges his lips like a dandy. Feather boas, mink coats, brass knuckles, .357 magnums, and lots and lots of amphetamines cut on porno magazine covers with switchblade knives.

And his darling. His dance partner. The grimacing silver spoon little lord Fauntleroy that dresses like Dracula. How better to shame the sad little rich boy that wants to fix the world than to dress like the most obnoxiously, contemptuously over the top clown. How better to show Gotham who the real joke is than to shame the joke with satire and bloody fists.

And no purple and clowns. Black. Black like an undertaker. A grinning pallbearer for a failed city that failed him and failed the little rich boy. That keeps failing the sad little rich boy and his sad little rich boy friends. Burn it all down and smile.

First of all, your inks keep improving.

Second: Joker is an all time great villain. While I agree on many of your points there are subtleties I disagree. Joker is not quite sane. Most people have stops, limits, they paise due to fitting to norms or consequences. They have lines uncrossed and sense of self-preservation. They have method to their madness. Joker has the madness.

Having worked at construction Batman has the weight lifter bodybuilder Set, doing safe, effective workouts for strenght and agility. Like some guys at construction sites he knows what he can lift and improve that methodologically. They also tire and try to protect themselves. Joker just goes for it. And same in their fights. Batman knows rules and multiple martial arts. Joker is like from James Crumley book " so, they are bigger, stronger and trained in karate. Bet they do not expect a bite in the balls"

Wiry or buff main point is walking chaotic nightmare. But indeed with his DNA from" the Man who Laughs" intact ( the old black and white movie with Conrad Veidt)

Because there is absolutely nothing funny about a clown in the moonlight

Not necessarily buff, just big enough that he can be appear to be a physical threat when he’s unarmed. He’s crazy, but he can collect and he can run a heist. He can go into the iceberg and broker a deal for guns. Everyone knows he’s unpredictable and dangerous, but there is a method to him. He doesn’t lift weights or do cardio, he’s just been beating up and killing anyone he wants to for so long that he is quite good at it. I don’t like seeing him looking like a skinny mental patient. I like seeing him as a legitimate physical threat.

I like seeing him dressed in black, with fancy touches of color. A black tuxedo coat with a deep plum silk lining, with pinstriped pants and a waist coat with a pocket watch. He’s a dandy. Rides around in a white El Dorado with leopard skin seats. Spats on his shoes. He applies the white powder to his cheeks himself, and puts on the lipstick to complete the effect. He’s dapper in a flamboyant way. He’s vain and he enjoys his appearance. Gold bracelets. White leather gloves. Top hats, stick cane with a hidden sword, and every pocket has amphetamines packets, hallucinogen tabs, knives, and bullets.

And thank you for your steadfast encouragement of my artwork!

the Dark Knight and Robin, sketched by David Williams, with inks and finishes by yours truly from today.

Jack Kirby Portfolio (1970 Marvelmania)

I inked that Galactus a while ago.