Pictures of Doom is Dead…

UPDATE: My picture days are over. Come to my new home by clicking right here. See you later.  

“Wait, what?”

Yes, the headline of this entry is true. City Pictures, aka Pictures of Doom, is about to die. By the time you finish reading this entry, you will realize there will be no more words ever to be posted here.

We had a good run. It’s been over 4 years since I started this. I’ve drawn hundreds of pictures, made fun of countless people, gained a ton of readers during the height of the site, and then lost them all during long hiatuses (is that even a word?) from yours truly.

“Why are you ending it dude?”

Simple, really. I really don’t want to be that guy who writes a few stories a month and then disappears. That is just crazy train. It gets peoples’ hopes up before smashing them in the face with the reality that nothing is coming for months. I often sit around and try to think of new stuff to write. Only I come up short. There just isn’t anything going on in my world that I feel hasn’t been tackled yet.

I still hate when dudes don’t shave their necks, loathe the Spiderman trilogy, laugh at people who smell, and dislike most movies I see. I barely write anymore because I know it’s something you’ve probably heard me say before. So why say it again.

I have made a lot of friends with a lot of bloggers here. I will still read their blogs (what else is there to read?) and show my support. But, as for this, I can’t muster up the originality to create new stuff. I haven’t been happy with the past few months worth of pictures I have drawn. Perhaps I need to learn Illustrator a little better? I actually feel that my pictures have downgraded in quality since this thing started and when I started it, it was for the purpose of improving my craft. There is a goal I didn’t really succeed in. I also feel my writing lately has just been done for the sake of getting it done. It hasn’t been that great.

I have been writing online for various people/places for a long time. I am tapped out of words I think. The archives will live on though. So feel free to search around and read things written long ago, during the Pictures of Doom prime (as I call it).

So I guess that is it. It was great to provide the 17 of you who read this frequently a bit of entertainment in your day. Your emails and comments have made me smile more than you will ever know. But it is time for me to move on to something else. Even if I have no idea yet what that will be.

I shall miss you all. Farewell, until next time.


Rabbit and Future

Back in late 2001/early 2002, I wrote and illustrated a fine children’s tale, entitled Rabbit and Future. It was about a Rabbit and his robot friend Future. They were the best of friends. But one day, Future malfunctioned. And he was an out-of-date robot, so Rabbit had to travel the lands to find the one person/thing with the part he needed to fix his good friend Future.

But the only person he could find with said part was a shady character named Fat Grady. Grady agreed to fix Future but only if he could eat Rabbit as payment. Rabbit didn’t want to be eaten but he wanted his friend Future to live onward. He loved his friend that much.

So Grady fixed Future and when he awoke, Rabbit told him about his impending doom. “What?” said Future, “You can’t do this.” But Rabbit had to, as he was a man of his word. So Grady ate him, against Future’s protest.

Don’t get sad yet though, because the story had a happy ending. Future got pissed and shot lasers out of his eyes at Grady, and Rabbit came back to him and they were friends till the end.

The sad thing happened a few months later, when a film by Curtis Hanson called 8 Mile came out. In that film, Marshall “Eminem” Mathers plays an upcoming rapper named B-Rabbit. His friend and mentor? Well, his name was Future. Rabbit and Future. How could this be? A big Hollywood film, starring one of the world’s biggest rappers and directed by an Academy Award winning filmmaker, has an odd similarity to my little story.

Regardless, the story never saw the light of day. I tried and tried and tried to come up with new names for my characters but these two names were simply perfect. Just look at them.


Rabbit and Future (3/2008, based on works created in 2001/2002)

What else could I have named them? I’m not quite sure. Maybe when I am 75 and compile an anthology of my works, Rabbit and Future will present itself. Until then, this is all I can show.