Lucy Bellwood

Currently wandering around the apartment muttering "jamón as gnomon" over and over like a deranged macarena chant

I'm gonna need to know more about this band pronto

"There's just a lot of comedic potential inherent in the lowly ham."

Now THIS is what I'm talking about.

Back up. Why did *you* need to be the one to buy the machine. Are you fencing fog-generating equipment through Canada.

Never change, Dan.

Oh this is profoundly lovely.

ha haaaaa yep still happening 🫠🫠🫠 (Desperation notwithstanding it really is so close to being done now. Figured it'd be a good time to stick my head into the Big Shouty Place to talk it up.)

Also I'm making a Bluesky list of Boat Comics people. You got anyone I should add?

The map's form: on round thing on e.g. orange
It shows: things of value
Its purpose: connection

The demon stands next to Lucy with a hand on her arm. She sits with her elbows on her knees. The demon says, "Listen, I think you've been pushing too hard--you're going to make yourself sick at this rate." Lucy says, "I can't afford to slow down."

Lucy lies on her back, holding a tissue. The demon is sitting with its legs underneath her, holding a box of tissues and looking distinctly unimpressed. Lucy says, "Oh no I am sick." The demon says, "What a surprise." Lucy snaps back, "Quiet, you." The demon continues, "Who could have possibly foreseen this."

Tale as old as time.

Whale Facts - Seafoam Green by Lucy Bellwood Let everyone know you've read Moby Dick without referencing Moby Dick! Perfect for cetacean lovers and Melville stans alike. Put Â’em on your car! Put Â’em on your boat! Put Â’em on your copy of Herma...

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A diagram of the evolution of whales, from land dwelling mammals to the ocean giants we know today.

Whale evolution makes me uncomfortable

Two views of a wingèd creature with a long neck and a moon-shaped, owl-like face. It’s made from gold sculpey and isn’t perfect and doesn’t need to be.

The Silly Little Guy is a keystone species of any social network.

Colored pencil drawings of a ponderosa pine lit by dawn light and a twig of creosote

Colored pencil drawings of a tuber anemone, a lupine species, a saguaro cactus with woodpecker holes, and a cactus wren

Some Arizona birding trip sketchbook pages. I’m trying to get into a daily sketchbook habit- drawing more being less worried about making each one perfect. 🪶

#birdart #sciart #naturejournal

Gosh the light on that ponderosa tho 😍

Thank you! One of the greatest pleasures of doing a great big fictional romp instead of my usual nonfiction schtick has been leaning into a good sound effect

We’ve come a long way, baby

A tiny badger goes flying ass over teakettle as the line he’s hauling snaps.

A noble tortoise in naval gear stands in the prow of a small boat.

A paw slides a marlinspike into a carefully-tied bowline.

Three half-done pages finished! 15 to go, 6 of those partially inked. Past Lucy left me so many boat details to finish she is going to hang for this

LOOK AT THESE!!!!

I am losing my MIND

A half-inked page of comics on a wooden table. There’s a giant tree toppling into the sea with a “thoom” sound effect ballooning above it. Below, a capybara in a naval uniform bellows to the crew.

Clocking in. Had to dash off some cover design ideas yesterday, but we’re back with 18 pages left. Many of those are half finished and it’s making me feel like I’m going nowhere, which means I am NOT allowed to start any new ones no matter how nice it feels to freehand panel borders. Keep me honest.

An oak lit gold by late afternoon light.

A treeline in stark silhouette against a burning sunset.

Passing storm clouds behind two vast pines.

Perennial reminder that the light will change.

SEAN!! Hi.

Can’t wait to read the b’jeebus out of this

Good morning! Yes, this is he

A demon plush toy on a drafting board alongside a drawing tablet sporting a charming signed portrait of said demon drawn by a young person of taste and perception.

I will never not hand a child a pencil and blank piece of paper when they walk in but sometimes we develop A Rapport and I leave them alone with the Cintiq only to come back and find out they’ve made me fan art.

Why would I not choose this every chance I get.

A wooden bookshelf in a sunbeam packed with a wide variety of indie comics.

A table display of graphic novels, demon plush toys, stickers, and postcards.

A woman just stopped in at the studio to pick up her anti-ICE fundraiser postcards and it turns out she’s tutoring a kid in town. Gaped at all the comics for a moment and then shyly asked if she might be able to bring him by sometime. Yes, obviously x 1,000,000. This is my favorite thing.

You're tellin' me. (Also thank you! Nice to know they're still lurking overseas.)

Never knew I needed this till now.

A rosy sunset sequence of panels showing Monty Mellivore, hapless badger, climbing the rigging of the topsail schooner Rodentia for the first time. He is not having a Baja Blast.

A moody green cabin where Miss Mortar, a mad-looking echidna in bunny slippers, shows Monty around her store of explosives.

Cannot overstate how fortunate I am to be working with @charmgardens.com and @nyaatalie.bsky.social for the colors on this book. Every update to the Dropbox folder has me vibrating in my seat for hours afterward. Wizards, the both of ’em.