1.) Who are you and what do you do?

Hi! I’m Joe and I make a webcomic called Ghostbucket, which is a 90% autobiographical comic but also a comic about whatever else I feel like making a comic about. Tends to vary. A lot. Really a lot. I also do make minicomics about silly crap and serve as the colorist on the webcomic THE RACK by Kevin Church and Benjamin Birdie and on a comic called THE HIGH SCORE by Curt Franklin and Chris Haley which should be available soon on Comixologyfrom Monkeybrain Comics. Oh! Crap! And I’m working on a comic called Paradoxicals with my friend Andrew which should be out this summer… in some format. We haven’t gotten that far yet. And somewhere along the line I do freelance illustration here and there too.

2.) What’s your hardware setup?

I use a 15-inch MacBook Pro and a little dinky Wacom Bamboo tablet. I prrrrrobably should upgrade to a tablet that’s not slightly smaller than my hand.

Also a sketchbook and dozens of pencils.

3.) What does your workspace look like?

It’s literally my couch and a tiny folding table. I am the worst.

4.) What tools do you use to make your cartoons?


USUALLY for a comic, I’ll start by laying stuff out in whatever sketchbook I have around. Once I get that figured out, I’ll go into Manga Studio to sketch the comic out and ink it before exporting it to Photoshop for color and lettering.

This all depends on how I’m feeling on a given day. Sometimes I’ll just take a photo of a layout in my sketchbook, import it into MS, and just start inking from that. I don’t really have a set way of doing anything and tend to mess around with methodology a lot.

i wanted to post a picture of me and the poem “6-28-13” because it’s been almost 7 months and people are still giving me shit about it not being mine. i hate seeming like a self-centered douche for this but it’s annoying as fuck when people tell me this isn’t my poem. do some research before you assume anything. thank you to the hundreds of messages of support and praise i really appreciate all of you for taking the time to read my material. i love each and every one of my followers and those who have been helped by this poem. 


She came in a gown with sunflowers

And with lips red as crimson.

She came with a smile so radiant

Paired with a voice of an angel.

She came from the heavens

Or at least I think she did.

For I have never laid my eyes

On such a perfect combination of atoms.

She came and lit my heart

Without her ever knowing.

Her beauty took my breath away

And never had I been

So comfortable with suffocating.