January 2nd, 2013
From a story Ross Hernandez told me when I visited him in Minneapolis this past week. It was how he felt in his bed with hangovers, in a half-asleep hallucinatory state. You can get the book Ross and I put together here.
I need to think about resolutions I suppose. It’s probably something as simple as: “figure it out.”
January 1st, 2013
Happy new year, everyone. Don’t Let The Sun Go Down is now two years old (and this is coincidentally its 100th post), though the blog was somewhat set aside while I’ve worked on other projects. You can get yourself updated on what I’ve been up to at CathyBoy.com. I hope everyone has kept warm. In honor of this two-year-anniversary, as well as the coming new year, I bring you a comic. But it needs something before I can begin.
I can start by saying I’ve been having somewhat of a crisis. Theoretical crisis? Artistic? Critical? Peergroup? All of the above? And it’s made me hesitant to speak up. Because I’m afraid of not being articulate, of not having a solid enough grasp on what I’m trying to say. But if I lay around dreaming of a thesis to come, it won’t happen. Thought is a process, arriving to conclusions is a journey, and one must make room for changing your mind, expanding, etc. But if you are so nervous of criticism for ideas you are flirting with, you will never get anywhere good. I need to allow myself a thoughtful journey.
With that idea in mind I can finally introduce the comic. This work was made right in my notebook, literally drawn around notes. I’m upset about things. And I thought I was being heavy-handed, but maybe I’m not. Depends on who you are.
“Behind every Young-Girl’s arse hides a bunch of rich white men: the task is surely not, then, to destroy the Young-Girl, but to destroy the system that makes her, and makes her so unhappy, whoever ‘she’ is.” – Nina Power, “She’s just not that into you.”
October 22nd, 2012
Based on muses– my anxiety is comfortable / I can sink into the sludge, take a nap. You’re becoming more fleshy and tangible / I liked the sludge.
October 15th, 2012
“Her Name Was Prudence” sold out at SPX, and is now hitting its second run. The show was wonderful, and I was completely flabbergasted that I ran out. So the 2nd Edition is forthcoming, especially for the Brooklyn Comics and Graphics Fest on November 10, so if you’d like a copy you can PRE-ORDER IT HERE!
Here’s a shot of the new covers, freshly screenprinted and on the Dirt Palace drying rack:
I’ve moved to Providence, Rhode Island, and I’ve been extremely happy. I’ve made bunches of new friends, many of whom are artists, and I’ve quickly felt at home. But woah nelly, have I been busy! So here’s a selection of random drawings, sans explanation:
September 12th, 2012
HER NAME WAS PRUDENCE, debuting at SPX this weekend! (Table W63)
by Cathy G. Johnson
Grayscale interiors with screen-printed cover
Soomin is an unenthusiastic twenty-something who doesn’t know what to do, but does it well. She’s apathetic and gets laid and is reasonably social. At a used bookstore she finds an 18th-century poem by William Jameson and she thinks she likes it, but her friends are just kinda cynical about it. ‘Her Name Was Prudence’ is about trying to enjoy something when no one, not even yourself, really cares.
I’ll also have JEREMIAH FREEBIES! A lot of postcards and a limited amount of buttons, to promote my new webcomic JEREMIAH!
I’ll be at table W63 with Olivia Horvath and Eel Choy. Please come by and say hey!
Vote for us!
September 8th, 2012
JEREMIAH began its online serialization on September 3rd!
JEREMIAH is an ink and watercolor graphic novel spanning 160 pages. It’s about a sixteen-year-old farm kid who starts to experience doubt for the first time in his life.
New pages will arrive on JeremiahComic.com on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. I’ll be posting all three pages to the Cathyboy Tumblr on Sundays, and I’ll reblog them onto JeremiahComic.Tumblr.com.
This has been a long time coming— years, really. I’m excited to finally, finally start sharing this story with you.
Go to JeremiahComic.com to start reading!
August 6th, 2012
This is a panel from my upcoming comic, Her Name Was Prudence, debuting at SPX this September.
I’m moving at the end of the week, due in Providence, Rhode Island on August 17. The majority of my packing has been art, art supplies, and books. I also have some clothes and toiletries, regretfully. If you’re on the East Coast, I hope to see you at either Small Press Expo (SPX) in September, or Brooklyn Comics and Graphics Fest (BCGF) in November.
July 21st, 2012
Preparations for the impending move mostly feel good, but every so often I get a dramatic surge of frustration. I’m a complete mess, really; no projects I’ve started feel good enough or capture me. The art I’ve been consuming feels not only bad, but destructive– only recently have I decided to pull the plug on even trying to like things that feel wrong. I had a great conversation a couple nights ago about this, and we acknowledged our snobbery, but it felt more like a defense strategy. Being positive and nice is always number one, but actively trying to enjoy things that feel destructive to your psyche? Not so good. Consume the good stuff, the stuff that inspires you. Surround yourself with it. Cut out what doesn’t jive, or you may find yourself on a distracted path (as I have been continually finding myself on for months).
The “mess” also is coming from feeling like a patchwork of time and space. It will be consolidated soon after this move. Or something like it. Threads that have been started will either be mercifully abandoned or given the attention they need. I don’t think any of this is bad, by the way. I don’t think I’d want to be completely focused my entire life, being a mess right now is fine. I just need to acknowledge it and make sure the next solo path I choose is enriching.
I’m treading, treading, treading that goddamn water until this month is up.