Hey railbirds! It's good to see you again.
Where have I been for the last couple of years, and what's going on now?
The short version is, I let Life get in the way of drawing. I never intended to quit the comic. As with anything, it's easy to let excuses take over. I'm busy, I don't have time, something happened, I'll do it tomorrow...and then I missed a few posts, and then a few more, and then I just gave up. I haven't checked the email account in an embarrassingly long time, so if I ignored a message from you, please don't take it personally.
The longer story is that I devoted all my free time to derby, broke up with my fiancee, moved to another state, got full-time status at my day job, got into a new relationship that inspired me to make another long car commute on weekends, and helped to found a new derby league. I've been focusing on going to the gym and wage-slaving to pay off some debts.
Last summer, my mom - with whom I'm very close - got diagnosed with cancer, and she's been going through chemo since September. She's doing as well as can be expected, but surgery and radiation are still to come. I just got elected president of the new league and our season opens next month. I'm also moving again, and trying to re-devote myself to my physical training, which I let lapse a couple of months ago.
I've got a lot on my mind, but "if you want something done, ask a busy person." I'm done making excuses about why I couldn't post the last page or what-fucking-ever. So here's what's going down in Skipper-draws-strippers land...
I've been working as a technician, troubleshooting and fixing various bits of technology, since I was 16 (I turn 27 next week). My first official, tax-paying job was as an intern in a computer repair shop, and since then, I've been allowing myself to get assimilated into various techie jobs. I started college intending to major in music, and somehow came out with a degree in computer science. Unemployed in 2009, I started learning the two-way radio trade from my then-fiancee, and worked for him as an installer. Newly graduated from college in the spring of 2011, I applied to be an emergency dispatcher for a change of pace, and got hired right back into the two-way business instead.
I'm historically better at rolling with the punches than I am at putting my foot down, but if I continue allowing chance to make my decisions for me, I'm going to regret it. Fixing things is useful and interesting, but it's not where I belong in the larger sense. To wax poetic for a moment, I'm a creative soul. The time has never been better for people to make their own careers as anything they want - thank you, Internet - and I'm making my own leap. Art is what I really want to be doing.
So I'm moving, which has an amazingly convenient dual-positive effect on both my romantic relationship and my cost of living, I'm leaving my hourly job, and I'm drawing strippers. I'd love your support, in whatever way you might care to show it. Toward that end, I've started a Patreon page. Google Ads changed their ToS to disallow all forms of adult content and nudity, including artistic, and booted me from their network; so for now, Patreon is all I've got.
Never heard of Patreon? It's pretty fascinating. The platform connects creators and patrons, allowing patrons make pledges to directly support their favorite creatives' work. You can pledge as little as $1 per month, and know that you're helping artists create the work you love. The more you donate, the more rewards you get (they're listed on my page), and there are cool things that happen when I get a certain amount of monthly pledges. Most of those cool things are MORE COMICS. Please check it out and spread the word!
Butt-shakin' love,
~Skipper
Where have I been for the last couple of years, and what's going on now?
The short version is, I let Life get in the way of drawing. I never intended to quit the comic. As with anything, it's easy to let excuses take over. I'm busy, I don't have time, something happened, I'll do it tomorrow...and then I missed a few posts, and then a few more, and then I just gave up. I haven't checked the email account in an embarrassingly long time, so if I ignored a message from you, please don't take it personally.
The longer story is that I devoted all my free time to derby, broke up with my fiancee, moved to another state, got full-time status at my day job, got into a new relationship that inspired me to make another long car commute on weekends, and helped to found a new derby league. I've been focusing on going to the gym and wage-slaving to pay off some debts.
Last summer, my mom - with whom I'm very close - got diagnosed with cancer, and she's been going through chemo since September. She's doing as well as can be expected, but surgery and radiation are still to come. I just got elected president of the new league and our season opens next month. I'm also moving again, and trying to re-devote myself to my physical training, which I let lapse a couple of months ago.
I've got a lot on my mind, but "if you want something done, ask a busy person." I'm done making excuses about why I couldn't post the last page or what-fucking-ever. So here's what's going down in Skipper-draws-strippers land...
I've been working as a technician, troubleshooting and fixing various bits of technology, since I was 16 (I turn 27 next week). My first official, tax-paying job was as an intern in a computer repair shop, and since then, I've been allowing myself to get assimilated into various techie jobs. I started college intending to major in music, and somehow came out with a degree in computer science. Unemployed in 2009, I started learning the two-way radio trade from my then-fiancee, and worked for him as an installer. Newly graduated from college in the spring of 2011, I applied to be an emergency dispatcher for a change of pace, and got hired right back into the two-way business instead.
I'm historically better at rolling with the punches than I am at putting my foot down, but if I continue allowing chance to make my decisions for me, I'm going to regret it. Fixing things is useful and interesting, but it's not where I belong in the larger sense. To wax poetic for a moment, I'm a creative soul. The time has never been better for people to make their own careers as anything they want - thank you, Internet - and I'm making my own leap. Art is what I really want to be doing.
So I'm moving, which has an amazingly convenient dual-positive effect on both my romantic relationship and my cost of living, I'm leaving my hourly job, and I'm drawing strippers. I'd love your support, in whatever way you might care to show it. Toward that end, I've started a Patreon page. Google Ads changed their ToS to disallow all forms of adult content and nudity, including artistic, and booted me from their network; so for now, Patreon is all I've got.
Never heard of Patreon? It's pretty fascinating. The platform connects creators and patrons, allowing patrons make pledges to directly support their favorite creatives' work. You can pledge as little as $1 per month, and know that you're helping artists create the work you love. The more you donate, the more rewards you get (they're listed on my page), and there are cool things that happen when I get a certain amount of monthly pledges. Most of those cool things are MORE COMICS. Please check it out and spread the word!
Butt-shakin' love,
~Skipper
