This is likely to be the last Prairie Dog I do before I make the move to Vermont and begin classes at the Center for Cartoon Studies. Time allowing, I’d still like to do stuff for Prairie Dog while I’m away, but it will probably be less frequent.
This was a fun cover to work on because the editor wanted everything to be hand-drawn, including all the text and the Prairie Dog flag itself.
Sadly I fucked up everything with a lower-case ‘e’ by somehow managing to forget the ‘e’ ‘Sainte-Marie. I fixed it in the image below to pad my bruised, oozing, comatose ego.
This completely kills this cover for me for three reasons:
- Proper spelling banishes evil spirits to the land of hungry ghosts.
- My parents named me Dakota because they liked Buffy Sainte-Marie, and she named her son Dakota … I feel like I should know that shit.
- A girl who liked my comics used to email me wanting to hang out and she spelled my name ‘Dakoda’ every single time. It drove me crazy, and many evil hungry ghosts snuck through the veil of the living during those dark days, let me tell you.
Anyway, also included in this issue is a new Dennis: The Poor Little Poor Boy strip, which can be found on the Dennis page.
The Daily Crosshatch is a great site that I frequent every day, so I’m very excited to have one of my comics included in their Guest Strip series.
The comic was gradually drawn in my sketchbook during my coffee breaks at work. Apparently I think about death a lot while working.
This illustration and comic recently appeared in Prairie Dog Magazine in Regina.
For those unfamiliar, the Regina Riot was the violent climax to the 1935 On-To-Ottawa Trek. Thousands of unemployed Canadian men had to labour for pennies in work camps during the Great Depression. Due to the desperate conditions, the men organized and decided to take their case to the Prime Minister in Ottawa.
More information can be found on the On To Ottawa Historical Society website, or in the Prairie Dog coverage of the 75th anniversary of my hometown’s claim to infamy.
My boss asked for some sort of sign for the men’s washroom to remind urinal-users about the importance of flushing. I think I got a little carried away, but she didn’t seem to mind.
The best part of working in an office is when they ask you to draw things. The boss even laminated the comic to protect it from the pesky splash-back of urinal flushing. C’mon fellas, you know what I’m talking about.










