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    Daniel Simon’s Light Cycles and Cosmic Motors

    I have PS238 creator Aaron Williams to thank for pointing out this little gem. (And if you haven’t tried PS238, you should. It’s Williams’ self-published and long-running comic book epic about an elementary school for superheroes, and it just keeps getting better and better.)

    Daniel Simon, the designer of the light cycles in the new Tron flick, has a website. And it is jam-packed with awesome. Space ships, cars, strange creatures, seductive ladies… he runs the gamut, folks.

    He’s also got a blog. And a book, Cosmic Motors: Spaceships, Cars and Pilots of Another Galaxy, which looks well worth checking out.

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    Francesco Francavilla’s John Carter of Mars

    I love the Comic Twart group blog. Every week a bunch of insanely talented artists all draw the same character. This time in the barrel, it’s John Carter of Mars. After the solid gold that were the Comic Twart assaults on Zorro, Black Beetle, and Johnny Recon, among others, how could a week of Barsoomian goodness not be awesome?

    Well,Francesco Francavilla is first out of the gate, and it looks like we’re off to a winning start. Unless you hate goodness, check the Comic Twart blog regularly for more splendidness.

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    Doc Shaner’s Detectives Brown and Batson

    Evan “Doc” Shaner, whose work I’ve raved about here on the Ramble many times, posted this little gem to his blog over the weekend. Here’s how he describes it:

    Last time I mentioned that James Lucas Jones had suggested using Case of the Midnight Visitor for the fourth Encyclopedia Brown “cover”. Somewhere in that conversation Paul Tobin jumped in and for reasons I can’t quite remember the cover you see here is what came out of it. I was thinking the way I drew Billy Batson last time and the way he came out looking like something out of the Hardy Boys and this seemed like it would be a fun team-up. Plus, Bugs Meany in the Monster Society of Evil sounds like a good fit to me.

    Now, click to embiggen, and behold the awesome.

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    Remake/Remodel Superman

    The Remake/Remodel art threads on Warren Ellis’s Whitechapel forums are always hit or miss for me. (The quality and level of creativity at Dean Trippe and company’s Project Rooftop is a much more consistent, for my money.) That said, sometimes he strikes a rich vein, as he’s clearly done with this week’s Superman thread.

    The brief this time out was simple.

    You are an artist/designer. You have to put together the cover for a comic called SUPERMAN. It is issue 1 of this book.

    You have been told that Superman is a man who dresses predominantly in a shade of blue, and wears a red S symbol. You know nothing else about the character.

    The cover must include a logo and the text THE COMPLETE STORY OF THE DARING EXPLOITS OF THE ONE AND ONLY SUPERMAN.

    And that’s it.

    Some of the artists who have weighed in so far have really knocked it out of the park.

    Dean Trippe

    David Bednarski

    Alberto J. Silva

    Paul Sizer

    Ken Miller

    Good lucking stuff, no?

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    Der Dr. Seuss

    At Georgia’s kindergarten class this week they’ve been all about Dr. Seuss, in recognition of his birthday. Georgia’s teacher stopped me today when I was picking her up, to let me know that Georgia had been working on a special Seussian project of her own. Namely, writing a letter to Dr. Seuss to tell him that he was dead, and that she loved him.

    This was the cover letter. It reads

    Cat.and.the.Hat
    Sorey Men that I Love

    In other words, she’s labelled the hatted figure in the middle as the “Cat in the Hat,” and then written a note direct to his creator reading, “Sorry, man that I love.” She’s sorry because he’s dead, of course.

    In the end, she decided not to write “You’re dead,” having reconsidered at the last minute and deciding that it might hurt his feelings. Instead, she writes…

    Der Dr. Seuss
    I Like Your Books
    I Love You
    Love, Georgia

    Other than noting that “Der” is “Dear,” the rest is self-explanatory.

    I wondered what she wanted to do with the letter, now that it was done. Georgia looked at me as though it were entirely obvious. “Bury it, of course,” she said.

    So we got out a pair of shovels, dug a hole along the back fence in the back yard, and buried the letter, carefully sealed in an envelope of course.

    “Now,” Georgia said, a little wistfully, “he’ll know that he’s dead, but that I love him. And like his books.”

    You can’t ask for fairer than that. We should all be so lucky to inspire such devotion in a six year old, two decades after we shuffle off this mortal coil.