Plastic Farm follows the life of a man named Chester and his slow descent into complete insanity and chronicles how that madness reshapes the world around him. Chester has had a rough childhood, has a magic cowboy that rides a dinosaur living inside of his head, and is now, late in life, sitting in a nameless airport bar during a blizzard telling his life story to a group of people who really couldn’t care less.
The “group of people who really couldn’t care less” were reciting stories, Canterbury Tales style, and I got to draw Roxy’s. She’s telling the story so dramatically and with so many flourishes that I played up the visuals like the motel and the kisses to be more then a bit ridiculous.
A bit on technique: I used charcoal to grunge up the factory itself (especially after Franklin encounters it). For the kisses I used Lichtenstein-style panels, with some poses taken right from his paintings. The zip-a-tone is built from a scan I have of an old zip-a-tone sheet.