Yeah, we’re stalled. But I’m working on the engine, we’ll get it fixed again.
Part of this process is me doing some soul-searching as an artist. So I did a comic series that kinda bares my soul. You can read it here:
Lem “Hot Soup” Pew – Minneapolis, MN (complete)
We’ll be back on track when I get my head together. I promise Blank It ain’t dead – we’ve still gotta finish up Book 2, right?
Just a quick update for you. This week’s comic will be out on Tuesday later this week, and we’ll be off next week to celebrate the holidays. So, don’t hold your breath. Or, if you hold your breath, don’t hold it too long.
I know the suspense is killing you, but I’ll need another day for this one. It’s inked, but it needs pretty colors before your gentle eyes can observe it.
In the meantime, thanks to all who bought T-shirts, all of whom were named Rachel. We’ll be donating a stack of shirts to soldiers this week, I’ll let you know how that goes. If you still want in on the charity (read previous post), I’ll take orders until Wednesday.
Our shirts have been on the store for about two years now, and Aric and I still have a hefty stock. An opportunity has been presented to us, so this is the proposal we’ve come up with.
For each shirt bought from now until Thanksgiving, We will donate one of our shirts to an active duty American serviceperson through a donation program.
The shirts will only be available as long as we have twice the number to donate. Or if you want, you can even request to donate your bought shirt, effectively donating two shirts for the cost of one if you want to get in on the giving. In turn, Aric and I will send you a gift package of merchandise and original artwork as a thank you.
The troops will get the shirts in time for Christmas, you will get a discontinued first-run piece of merch, and I won’t have boxes full of shirts guilting me from neglect. It’s full of win across the board. First come first serve until we run out of stock.
Support Blank It and support soldiers overseas. I’m not the most patriotic guy really, but there’s just something sour with the idea that we have dozens of shirts never worn when soldiers are running out of clean clothes.
Words from Lemmo
