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Look! My first guest art from my Artisan Ponies Project!

It is drawed by my favorite person, Nadja Robot.

Nadja Artisan Pony
My pony for the day is:

Artisan Pony Nov 24Hind legs = ham hocks? SUCCESS.

SUBMISSIONS ARE WELCOME.

The rules are only that there: only ink, NO photo reference, and drawn with relative rapidity.

Bring it.

Unrelated, I’ll have eight full panels worth of The Wizard’s Lesson on Thursday.

Love,

benjamin

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We will be at Made-Fest both tomorrow and Sunday the 28th.
There’s a FB page here.
We’ll be on the east side of the vendor area, up against the wall of the Highdive. sharing our booth with artist Sophie McMahon, who is awesome.

Here are two glasses that we’ve made. The bottom of the pint glass may be familiar to die-hard Prisoner fans. 🙂

You Have Just Been Poisoned glass

Fuck Feelings Glass

Oh, and by the way:

Things I Can't Fall Apart

Look, I know about as much as you do.

Love,

benjamin

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Hey! I drew a new page of The Wizard’s Lesson for you down a bit.

Before we get to that, though, I just need to put part of an old story here.

Certainly not because I’m about to finish new things with this character. Heavens no. Why would I let a marginally-beloved character have new life after years of being allowed to languish? I mean, it’s not like I once wrote about him so often that my fiancee Nadja Robot made me an action figure of Reginald.

Anyroad, here’s a bit of words:

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“Bored,” said Sir Reginald to nobody in particular as he threw a fifty peso coin across the room. It ricocheted off of a bronze statue of JFK, which yelped in pain.

“Bored,” he repeated, throwing another coin at the Stone of Unyielding Sorrow, which hung from the ceiling by a rope. He missed, and the coin instead landed in the bucket under it, the one that collects the tears and blood that slowly leech out of the stone.

“Bored,” he said a bit louder and flicked another coin at the back of Willy, the ghost that lived in Sir Reginald’s house in exchange for assistance with matters that only a ghost can assist with. His name wasn’t actually Willy, but Reginald liked that better than its real name. The coin flew through the ectoplasm and landed in a tank of fetid water that may or may not have had a very tiny coelacanth in it.”

To Read The Rest….
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And now…the drawing part.

The Wizard’s Lesson, previous chapters.

Part One
Parts Two and Three
Parts Four and Five
Part Six
Part Seven
Part Eight
Part Nine

Wizards Lesson General
Love,

b