One of the first things I picked up at Stumptown:
After hearing nothing but good things, I finally checked out some of Tom Neely’s work. The Wolf is officially described as a “painted novel” and “simple love story,” which is the perfect way of putting it. Essentially, it’s a wordless story about a couple in love. But the style of it sort of knocks you off your feet. Pink demons with Mickey Mouse gloves crawl out of the gut, the colors of orgasm fill several pages, and the ghostly beauty of the woman stays constant amidst the chaos. I’m too goofy to carry any goth sensibilities of my own and I still found myself wrapped up in the darkness of this book.
I don’t think it’d do the book justice to post many panels but you can see more here.