Like what you see? You can own these prints and many more by visiting this site here.
These images were colored by comic colorist Moose Baumann. His wife recently recovered from breast cancer but not without incurring large medical bills. You can help his family out by purchasing your favorite comic heroes directly from Moose for just $20.
Rebecca and I bought three last year and Moose autographed each one of them for us. They’re totally epic!
Whether you plan on buying a print or not, please reblog this post so that it gets some exposure. Thanks in advance for helping one of our own!
Moose is a fabulous colorist, and I’ve seen these prints and they are absolutely stunning.
Please consider purchasing one of these at the link above. You’ll be glad you did, you’ll feel good, and you’ll have a gorgeous piece of art autographed by one of the greats.
Eleven Paris Otoño/Invierno 2012
Iggy Pop y Daisy Lowe por Mathieu César.
Eleven Paris Autumn/Winter 2012
Iggy Pop and Daisy Lowe by Mathieu César.
This weekend, activists in Uganda - a country where homosexuality is punishable by death - held their first Pride.
This is the epitome of courage. I have no other words.
Heartbreaking Tearjerker of the Day: Chinese diver Wu Minxia took gold in the 3m synchronized springboard in London this week, becoming the first woman in history to win three consecutive Olympic golds.
But shortly after she finished competing, Minxia’s father reinforced China’s win-at-any-cost mentality when he dropped a couple of bombshells on his daughter via theShanghai Morning Post: Both her grandparents had died over a year ago, and her mother had battled breast cancer for eight years.
Wu called us after her grandmother died, I gritted my teeth and told her: “Everything’s fine, there aren’t any problems.”
Minxia’s parents found such lies were “essential” to ensure their daughter could keep focused on her training. She’d left home at 16 to live at a government-sponsored diving facility.
We never talk about family matters with our daughter. We accepted a long time ago that she doesn’t belong entirely to us. I don’t even dare to think about things like enjoying family happiness.
I am a writer, even at the worst of times I am rarely at a loss for words. In this case, I am afraid words fail me entirely.
I just received a note that verified a fear that had been lingering in the back of my mind since the tragic events in Aurora, Colorado.
Not that long ago, I went to the…