So Writer Fred Schiller, no sooner did I post the previous post ("It's ON, babies"), reminded me that I did have a series prior to "Jack of Fables". This series was called "RUST". Fred Schiller wrote the shit out of this bad mutha. It was one of the most original and fascinating stories for the time. None too few still praise it's originality. The title to this blog entry is a link to a great review and remembrance to the series. Shelly Bond of Vertigo was a great fan of "RUST". Fred, Paul Mounts and myself rode the bolts off this comic (well, when I was actually turning in pages; that was my former comic life, though).
Some guy named Caputo, God Bless him, had some mild, tenuous association with the book. But let's put bad memories aside. I had some free reign and got to do several of the covers. But the best cover was where Fred's (Editor in Chief at NOW Comics) letter to Paul (Art Director at NOW Comics) about the concept for that month's issue is discussed, then actually used as the cover...because I never turned in art. LOL! The result was, yet again, classic.
Fortunately, I've mended my ways since then. But the work that we did together on "RUST" will always hold the high, sacred ground in my career. Just to put a fine point on it though, Fred...I was not the ORIGINAL ARTIST on the series. I didn't come aboard until issue three. Touche'.
The scandalous Pornhouse Cover. Scott Baker, the series hero, descends into the world of smut to rescue a little girl from exploitation. I don't think I'll ever do a more "unique" cover than this sucka.
Freds' letter to Paul became the actual cover to this issue since I failed to actually provide cover art. Brilliant.
Scott goes Hollywood. One of the many odd ways he had to make a living while on the run. Here, he is mistaken for a talented makeup artist on a cheap monster film set. Noone realises that they are actually seeing Scotts' disfigured face and not a mask. My cover, thank you.