Babbling Point

and the band played on

Art by REINARD SANTOS

For the uninitiated (a phrase I picked up from Chris Claremont), Reinard is the creator / artist of SUPER BUBOY. He has also illustrated several childnren's books which has been a constant on the shelves of bookstores. Reinard is also one of our art directors here at Harrison Communications and co-created the Globe Gizmo kids, along with Ian Sta. Maria.

Quite recently Reinard has decided to flex his artistic muscles and has started to draw something non-ad related everyday. It's his little exercise of doing, doodling something quick, something that he wants to do, something that wasn't dictated by a Job Order.

The Batch72 pin-up you see above was something he did the other day.

It would really be great to see a B72 adventure drawn by Reinard, as well as other adventures that might be drawn by Ian and Kajo. It's just that the band hasn't been talking to me for quite sometime time. These days, it's Alexandra Trese who takes up most of my time, telling me all about her strange criminal cases. The closes I got to writing the band again was their cameo appearance in the recent TRESE story. I hope the band will come back soon and do a set for me and let me write at least one more story for them.

In the meantime, you can click here to see more Batch72 artwork.

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