Monday, January 23, 2017

Motown Mojo Live


Tune in tonight to Motown Mojo Live from 7-9 where I'll be discussing the making of the trophies for this weekend's Frozen Fish Fiasco charity hockey event to keep Detroit's Clark Park operational. Dom Riggio is the host and alongside me there will be writer Montilee Stormer and musical guest The Full Monty.

I'll have more about the trophies here later in the week.

Monday, January 16, 2017

And so it begins....


Here that sucking sound?

It's not the sound of the swamp being drained, it's something far more sinister.

A vampire has to be invited into one's home to be able to enter..... oh, wait.... never mind. It already happened.

Monday, January 9, 2017

Fleetwood, Part Two




So, here are the remaining cartoons of my fledgling junior high school attempt at a comic strip. Sorry. I know that I only threatened to spring the rest on you, but I am a cruel cartoonist who reigns supreme in these parts. It's a kingdom of one, but hey, what the heck...

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

Fleetwood




So, going through some old drawings looking for other stuff I found these little gems from my sordid cartooning past. In the waning days of 9th grade as I sat in Study Hall with some other burgeoning hoodlums I created my very first cartoon strip. I only had two characters and I originally named the St. Bernard (the star) Fleetwood and the sailor who found him, Mac. So clever was I.

Oh, and at this time I thought Garfield was hilarious, so you can see why this was so very bad. I did six of these awesome little strips, so I may spring the rest on you very soon. You have been warned.

Saturday, December 31, 2016

Ten Years and 100 Posts




Not to overshadow the post about my Uncle, but today marks exactly ten years ago that I started this blog. Ten years. Yikes! So much has happened and so much has not happened, ha, ha...

This post also marks my 100 post for this year, so I had to put something up. 
This is the very first image that I posted on December 31, 2006. It's called The Keystone and is still one of my favorite pieces that I've done.


Thanks for coming along for the ride.




Charles Gerlach 1946-2016



A couple of days ago, my Uncle Chuck passed away at the too young age of 70. He was a good guy with an adventurous spirit and filled with childlike wonder. He was a creative guy who did cartoons, had his own dark room in his basement when he was into photography and one who I could talk to about all things art, movies, politics, history and music. We could agree on so much, but when we didn't, I think we could understand where each was coming from. 

He was also up for all sorts of activities. Back when I was in my mid twenties and he was in his mid forties he would come out with me and my friends and play paintball in the woods. Age wasn't a problem for any of us, they accepted him and he accepted them. And we had a blast.

There was no one in the family who supported me more with my artistic endeavors. He never passed up a chance to read my cartoons, give me a quick critique if there was something obviously off (which happened quite a bit), but most important of all, he got them. I guess he was ok with my weirdness. And soon, I liked my weirdness.

He and my Aunt Janeen were the ones that I talked music with. They turned me on to so much coolness and we spent holidays and other family gatherings talking about what we were currently listening to, old favorites and all that. I don't think I'll ever find someone to talk to that was as passionate about music and talking about music than he was. 

He was a smart guy who never stopped learning and having a good time. He will be missed.

A sketch that my Uncle did for me when I was ten. You can see the tiny sketch to the right where I began a copy.

My Uncle and his wife during better times.

Another set of sketches done on the same day as the above one. Here he was doing up some characters, such as Archie and Rat Fink. I think the soft lead doodle to the left is one of my shabby attempts. I think that he was trying to instill some Mag Magazine influences upon me at this time in my life. It didn't take too much coercing.