I do a lot of art things, none of it professionally. Below, the places you can find me.
jep/Jeff Clayton
weirdo, pronouns up to you
A Different Fish: essays radical schoolmarming
Music of the 80s: a weird thing including discussions of music in the neon decade and comics about my own life in same
Tumblr: only updated automatically
(From 2010)
This was transcribed as she waited on the line. My sister Joy makes me laugh hard all the time. You'd love her. In fact you can witness some of her amazingness at her blog, This Is Joy Clayton's Music.
It hasn't been updated in a while but she is still rocking.
From around 2005. I liked this character but couldn't think of many stories for him.
I was looking for old BadMonkeyX stuff, tidying up the School section on this misterjep site, and found some fun stuff. This was by a kid I taught - Avra - and was drawn with love, believe it or not. She was going through some stuff.
From October, 2010, just after taking Ty Templeton's Comic Book Bootcamp class. The story was from 1991 or 1992.
Here's the next installment, babies! JepComix FIVE contains some great stuff, again all true:
- Ball Street, a story about a ball and a mouse stealing bread
- the secret conversations between Jesus and God in the Garden of Gethsemene
- reportage from a beach in Cuba
and more. The cover is an unreasonable "tribute" to a Kansas album called Leftoverture. It's perverse.
Buy yours today for 2 bucks or a trade for something you made. To trade, write me at jepcomix at gmail.com. To buy, go to Etsy.
Turned out fine.
Sometimes I hate myself so much I can't even publish a strip I KNOW almost no one will see. But what happens to a guy who dies with a box of unpublished stuff? It has been a hard fucking summer - I broke up my band, admitted my best friend had dropped me, took my last trip to Sarnia, probably - what a shit hole. I'm good, but sad. Better that than unconscious. That's my new resolution: if I have another few decades of life left, I want them to be lived on purpose. Fuck lying.
