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INK-BOTTLE RIG
This contraption allows me to dip my nib just inches from my drawing, thereby avoiding an exhausting reach of a foot or so waaaay over to the side table. I know it sounds wimpy, but when you’re dipping 7,000 times during the course of a day, it makes a huge difference.
Jordan Crane’s Stuff
INK GLASS
The glass of water that I used to wash out my brushes in kept tipping over, so I found a big wide glass and then affixed it to a saucer with clear caulk. I’ve had no tipping over since.
HITLER SKUNK
They used to give these out as carnival prizes during the BIG WAR. I’m not talking about wimpy baby wars like Vietnam or Iraq. I’m talking about THE BIG WAR—the Great Skunk War that took place in the Dingle Dongle Forest next to the Bumbleberry Waterfall! We lost a lot of good men in that one. This is a tribute to them.
SLOP BUCKET
This is where I rinse off my brushes. I keep it by my drawing table. My cat found it and used to drink all the dirty ink water out of it, so I started dumping it out.
OLD COMICS
When I was growing up, my nana worked in a newsagent’s and used to always bring me home comics and annuals. She was a kleptomaniac. I keep a collection of old copies because they’re good for stealing ideas from.
PROPORTION WHEEL
A great tool used for figuring out at what percentage to size images. Indispensable. I first used one of these in drafting class. I could be wrong but I think this might be the very one that I borrowed from class and never ever brought back.
WIZARD RAPIDO INK
This came with my Wizard Rapidos that I bought online. I just bought some new ink the other day and realized I should probably get rid of this; it’s too old. The new stuff is smoother.
STAEDTLER MARS ERASER
Erases well enough. Pink ones don’t work for me.
Sam Henderson’s Stuff
SCARY TROPHY
When I lived in Georgia, I was at a convention called Fluke held at a bar in Athens. Devlin Thompson, the owner of this local comics shop Bizarro-Wuxtry, gave me a trophy for attending. He apparently makes these out of plastic trophies and doll parts.
LI’L CHAIR
It’s part of a tea-table set my mother’s father built for her when she was my son’s age. We had to refinish it recently, losing the original decals that Grandad applied in 1948, so I painted up a bunch of cels like the one you see here.
NAZI JET
This was drawn by my son, Charles. He’s four. See all those wheels? My grandparents would be horrifed, I’m sure.
OLD TURK
The doctors found a hole in my colon, a miniature internal anus which was just about to start shitting inside me. After they cut it out they left a six-inch scar in my belly that matched the six-inch scar in my back from the spinal surgery I had the year before. I showed my nephew the scar and told him that this Turk stabbed me in a bar fight in Berlin. He didn’t believe me until I showed him the exit wound in the back.
This was a box of Sucrets but I use it for toothpicks now.
I won the Harvey Award for best cartoonist back in 2000. It only took me half a century!
This is an intercom that goes to my apartment next door. I can use it to call my wife or she can use it to call me names.
I cut off the ends of paintbrushes because they make them so damn long. The broken-off bits make great Palm Pilot pen replacements. They charge five bucks for those things, you know.
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