Sketch Rampage!

For a number of weeks I’ve been posting random sketch work on facebook and Deviant art…First reason for this is to show everyone my creative process (Pretty scatterbrained I know). Second reason is to get all this stuff that clutters my head (and folder) and get it out so I can have room for some serious projects. I’m glad so many people like my stuff. I wanted say thank helping enjoy what I do even more!

I'm Sorry

I wanted to take this opportunity to say I’m sorry….

I’m sorry I’m not the one you’re waking up next to, and that you can’t tell me "I do."

I’m sorry you didn’t have better sense and developed such a fondness for douchebags.

I’m sorry that said douchebag took your car and crashed it for the third time.

I’m sorry he slept with your best friend on your birthday, and the only present you got was a ‘round of applause.’

I’m sorry you cry when I don’t pick up the phone. Let’s face it, your drama got old quick.

I’m sorry you got your ribs broke for smiling at me at the Christmas party and that he thinks that beautiful little boy isn’t his.

I’m sorry a woman as strong as you just went and gave up, your wrists bleeding out, rushing warmth followed by slow calming cold.

I’m sorry I have to lay these flowers on your grave and help your mom through the worst of this. “You would’ve been good for her”, she tells me from time to time.

I’m sorry you had to close your eyes forever to see what was right in front of you.

Storm to Me

Storm to Me by Ryan Scales

The Furniture is flying.

I’m playing dodgeball with a lamp, a telephone,

And a TV Remote. I think you’re upset.

You mouth is a gail-force hurricane of 4-letter words

And I have no hope of surviving. A terrible cloud of venom-laced needles,

The insults fall on me like hail and I find myself saying

“Come closer. Bring your storm to me.”

“Hell hath no fury….” So they say,

And here I am still in the middle,

With the wind and the waves and every ounce of your rage.

Your elements batter me every which way and still I say,

“Come closer. Bring your storm to me”

Ironically, I only endure this madness for you,

Because of you and in spite of you,

Remembering the gentle flow of your river and the comfort

Found in the shelter of your mountains as the thunder dies away

And the storm is weathered.

Stay with me. Give your storm to me.

R.I.P. AL WILLIAMSON

Al Williamson was said to be one the best draftsmen I comics. I first discovered his work on my 13^th birthday when my mom bought Marvel Comics’ Daredevil: The Man without Fear miniseries. I’ll be honest; his work didn’t exactly wow me at first glance. It wasn’t until high school when I finally started to take inking seriously that I started studying a lot of inkers and the way they work. Williamson’s name came up in that mix a lot. His works and credits are many but I will always remember him best from his inking on the previously mention Daredevil mini with penciler John Romita, Jr., as well as his extensive run with Rick Leonardi on Marvel’s 1992 series Spider-Man 2099 Daredevil: The Man Without Fear #3

Spider-Man 2099 #3

Finding a Home

I'm starting to think that the best way to get my work noticed is to join a studio. It's working for a lot of my favorites, I mean look at the guys at Udon and Comicraft. Image Comics started out the same way, just a bunch of guys who got together to do their own thing. Problem is these days, everybody's so busy tryin to do their own thing as opposed to a team effort. I tried it once and it opened me to new forms of art, but my passion was for comics and theirs wasn't.

The second time I tried it, I thought found a team that had some fire in their bellies. But they were apart of that generation that was looking for that quick hit. The cash cow. Seriously ADD when it came to the production aspect. They could dream up characters and one-piece visuals but when came time for story-telling they were seriously ADD; over-analyzing their own work, or just had better things to do. They would worry over things like marketability and the animated movie adaptation when their characters haven't even made it off that one scrap of paper they put it on!

Recently I've found one individual that seems to be on the same wavelenth as me(We're rolling down the same highway but not necessarily the same lanes! :)) We've been corresponding for three years and keep each other motivated on the project we started back then. But it doesn't change the fact that I want to be a part of a studio, part of a team that loves to produce great stories, great art and great comics! And who will push me to produce it as well. Until I find it, or they find me or we stumble across each other, I'll keep posting and I hope you all keep viewing. I enjoy the love!.

-Ryan

Looking Throught the Bin #1

Hulk: Grey remains one of the better comics I've read throughout the decade. This is honestly the first time I've been exposed to the work Jeph Loeb (2nd really) and Tim Sale. Since the hype of Batman The Long Halloween all those years ago, I've wanted to check these two out. Loeb's accolades are well deserved and his psychological storytelling gets a heavy duty two thumbs up.

Sale's fluid linework definitely does justice to the rough and tumble desert setting, and the inkwash style use to depict on the Hulk as the childlike behemoth that he is, is a refreshing take on the character's original visual concept (drawn by Jack Kirby) however the majority of this look was inspired by artist Marie Severin and her take on the character.

The story is a flashback tale that kicks off with a late night visit from Bruce Banner (the Hulk's alter-ego) to the office of Dr. Leonard Samson, all of which is depicted in Black and White. When the flashback happens, the book goes to full color beginning with Bruce caught at ground zero of the Gamma Bomb explosion. From there, the Hulk tear-asses through the desert for to straight nights reverting to his human form during the day. This retelling of the Hulk's origin takes place b/w the original issues of Incredible Hulk #1 & #2 (1962).

While Grey offers plenty of "HULK SMASH!" moments (Loeb and Sale even throw Iron Man into the mix to give the Hulk a legitimate punching bag), it is at it's core a love story centering on Betty Ross, Banner's late wife, and her connection to the Hulk. The willful "General's Daughter" is the only character with the stones to mouth off at the Jade Giant. The Revelation Bruce has at the end of the story strong, subtle, and utterly unexpected. This is definitely one of the finest written pieces I've had the opportunity to get my hands on in a while.

Ryan Scales
April 2010

Forming 'Da Circle'

This past Thursday I sat in my first meeting of Da Circle, a student group to which I was invited by my undergraduate brethren. This was the initial meeting and proved to be quite stimulating. The gathering consisted of me, my brothers Chauncey and Zeke and various other men and women. It was a small group and we spoke on numerous topics including Change (when people change themselves or attempt to change others during or for the sake of a relationship), and Friends With Benefits (what happens that line between friends and lovers is blurred). Personally I feel “friends with benefits” is a PC term for “Fuck-buddy”; one young lady didn’t seem to think so.

Upon hearing much of the male rhetoric that was offered, it appeared that the ladies present were somewhat blindsided. It’s like they were thinking ‘Lord, these men are discussing relationships…and they’re making sense’. Soon after, they suggested a break for food. In actuality, this break was nothing more than a means to ‘regroup’ and formulate a not-so-tactful and practically unnecessary rebuttal, much to our (the men’s) expectation and disappointment.

They proceeded to not only join in the discussion but per a woman’s nature, sought dominance of the forum; listening to (but not truly hearing, I imagine) individuals they chose by means of selective call and response: Certain people in the forum offered their opinion and depending on what was said, they were either questioned repeatedly or cut off when they tired of him/her.

Due to the facilitator’s affinity for Q&A, we wound up falling into a skillful trap where the discussion deteriorated into an light, one-sided argument, which was not the purpose of this gathering. In keeping with their strategy, the ladies, it seemed, were unable (or in all likeliness unwilling) to embrace the overall logic and purpose of the discussion, seeking to merely overrun ‘the opponent’. To paraphrase comedian Chris Rock:

“Men have a need to make sense….She’s not in it for sense, she’s in it for distance and irritation”

Mission accomplished ladies.

They essentially yakked and yakked and yakked until the only voices that could be heard were theirs. The problem was this was not meant to be an arena of debate, but a place of healthy conversation. A means of establishing and refining one of the key elements in a relationship: COMMUNICATION.

This was only the first meeting, but the idea of 'da circle'has the potential to be a very positive outlet for new students as well as anyone else who’s having a rougher time than usual navigating the dating scene as well as life. A couple of gentlemen managed to get some weight off their shoulders that night and that’s what it’s really about. Everybody needs some kind of opportunity to let it all out before it eats them up inside. I’ve been asked to facilitate the next gathering, partly because I am the oldest in the group (27 y.o.), and my life experience has given me a thicker skin and fair amount of emotional distance from the other participants. I’ll keep them talking. I’ll keep them honest. It will be good.

Ryan Scales
October 4, 2009

Learning the way of no way

I've been a fan of Bruce Lee since I was in diapers. As I got older I became more and more aware of his philosophies and realized that they could be applied outside the martial arts.

Bruce alway spoke of the solvency of martial art, how over time, a fighter can eventually discard the unnecessary elements of combat. This is part of what makes a discipline unique, not in name or style, but to the individual practioner.

I was constantly thinking to myself, 'can't the same thing be said for art?' Indeed it can! In fact it is my belief that visual arts is where the essence of this philosophy is most readily shown! So many artists, so many styles and schools of art, and yet nearly every art style is unique in one way or another to the artist who applies it and uses it in self expression.

For years and years I have strived to emmulate my favorite artists. Studying every panel and pencil line veraciously and every art style I've ever seen has one thing in common: They are not MINE. I've spent all this time comparing myself to the artists I idolized and I wound up barely developing my own skills, thus impeding my natural growth.

For a more practical way of looking at it, consider this: One of my favoite comic book pencilers is John Buscema. His pencil work was masterful and to this day I look at his work with a sense of awe. I could spend a lifetime honing my abilities and creating a body of work that is exactly identical to his and still not be satisfied because it would not be my own, and there would be a part of me that felt I would never reach his level.

This is possibly the most valid reason for my fear of rejection by a publishing company. Not because they think my work isn't good enough, but because I think my work isn't good enough, because I've been trying to do someone else's work.

Adversely, I have sought to stay away from more contemporary styles that many artists have aped over the past decade, namely the anime and manga styles that tend to emphasize AND overuse action shots and whose lack of subtance is nursed along or overcompensated for with computer coloring and manipulation. These artists rely heavily on the marketing machine (generating a buzz for the sole purpose developing a movie or animated series). But the cleaner and more improved my work becomes, as I discard unnecessary elements, and develop and hone what is useful (as Bruce so frequently taught), I am coming to the realizaton that my visuals contain a look and feel not that dissimilar from a manga style. Particularly in the simplicity of my line work.

Thus I must learn from this and accept that the manga influence is an irrevocable and beneficial influence on my work as a comic book artist. I will seek to develop myself further and in doing so remember what letterer Richard Starkings once wrote to me: "Style is always secondary to Craft." I will stop worrying over my visual style...forget that have a style...forget style all together, and give all that I have to my craft. My name is Ryan Scales. I am a storyteller.

-Ryan Scales
July, 2009