Hell Lost is about what I see as the inevitable Counter-Revolution in Hell.
Because Hell sucks.
It smells, it’s hot, and it’s filled with assholes. It’s worse than Fort Lauderdale during Spring Break.
And, sooner or later, some Fallen Angels are going to wise up and ask, “What were we thinking?”
That’s where the comic comes in.
And yes, that’s Io, as in the Galilean moon of Jupiter. Not the number ten. I know, unfortunate choice of logo. Live and learn.
James is also an illustrator, art director, and (imaginary) map maker. His work has appeared in such publications as The Wall Street Journal, Walrus Magazine, Elle, Reader’s Digest, and The New Yorker. Just kidding. I’ve never been in The New Yorker, but I am hoping people will scan instead of read this page.
Anyway, Hell Lost is really swell. I suggest you read it. Tell your friends to read it. Let your dog and cat read it.
You'll have a blast with lots of good, clean fun in the deepest pits of damnation and depravity.