Over the years, fans of the old Dope Rider comic strip from High Times have occasionally contacted me asking for copies of some of the images, which they intend to have tattooed on their backs, painted on their drum sets, or airbrushed onto the gas tanks of their Harleys. To make it easier for these folks, and to create an archive for anyone interested, I have set up this site to post the complete Dope Rider oeuvre. Note: all images are copyrighted by Paul Kirchner.

If you'd like to purchase Dope Rider merchandise, visit my Dope Rider Store at CafePress.com and click on a design you like. Your patronage is most appreciated!

Monday, May 4, 2015

The Man in Dope Rider's Head

Me and my beautiful one-and-only Sandy at a '60s-themed party the other night. First time I've had hair on my head in 20 years.

Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Dope Rider, High Times, February 2015

This is the second one-pager I did for High Times this year. It was inspired by the weird situation in California that, while the sale of medical marijuana is legal the transport of it may not be, based on the whims of local law enforcement. (Maybe a bit much to try to squeeze into one page.)

Just for fun, here's the opening frame without any text.

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Dope Rider Gets Noticed

This blog has been averaging less than ten hits a day, sometimes only two or three, but since it was featured in Dangerous Minds and Gawker a couple of days ago I've been getting over 5,000 hits a day. When this kind of thing happens I feel like the Steve Martin character in "The Jerk" when he sees his name listed in the telephone book. "I'm somebody now! This is the kind of spontaneous publicity - your name in print - that makes people! Things are going to start happening to me now!" Well, we'll see.

To welcome my new visitors I'll post my one-page Dope Rider comic from January's High Times. I'll be putting up more of these new strips a few months after the issue in which they appeared is off the stands.

Return of Dope Rider, High Times, November 2014

Way back when I was doing Dope Rider for High Times, I was also doing "the bus" for Heavy Metal, and at the end of 2013 I decided to try to bring the latter back. It had gotten renewed attention with the beautiful hard-cover collection put out by Tanibis, and I thought if I did some new strips there might be a magazine that would run them. Unfortunately the magazine business isn't what it was 30 years ago, so no luck there, but High Times responded to my submission by asking if I could do a Dope Rider adventure for their 40th anniversary issue. I did a three-pager, they liked it (actually, loved it but I hate to brag), and I've been doing a one-page story every month since January. It's great to bring the Bone Stoner back to life (as it were).

I'm working on a fully restored anthology of Dope Riders, which Tanibis will publish in the coming year. (If you want to buy a copy of "the bus" through Amazon, please scroll through the sellers until you come to me. When you order from me you get a signed copy. )

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Dope Rider News!

High Times editor Chris Simunek and art director Frank Max asked me to do a new Dope Rider adventure for the 40th anniversary issue, November 2014. It seemed like a great idea to me, as Dope Rider debuted in the 1st anniversary issue in 1975.  I did a three-page story, "Kukulkan's Kush." It took me about a month, which I admit is slow, but I'm very pleased with the way it turned out. The Dope Rider merchandise at my cafepress store uses some of the images I came up with for the story. I eventually will post it at this site, but you'll be able to find it on your favorite newsstand September 2.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Dope Rider: The Prologue

In 1973, I was 21 years old, living in New York City, attending the Cooper Union School of Art, and trying to break into the comic book business. To do so, I needed to create a sample story. Inspired by my love of Sergio Leone westerns and surrealistic imagery, I drew up a nine-page wordless story titled "Valley of Death," its style owing a lot to Jim Steranko. Not being confident in my inking talents, I left it in pencil. If you click on any of the scans below you can bring up a higher-resolution image, and double-click for an even larger one.

It contains some in-jokes: in the western town on page five, one store says "Ed Summer" on the sign, while another says "Calkins." Ed Summer is a well-known comic fan (and much more) who owned the Supersnipe Comic Art Emporium on New York's Upper East Side. Chuck Calkins ran a comic book store in the East Village where I worked part time. The name "Last Chance Saloon" is taken from the cowboy wallpaper I had in my room as a kid.

Some years later I inked a version of this story, wrote some copy, and sold it to Charlton Comics, where it appeared in Scary Tales no. 2, October 1975. As with everything Charlton printed, it looked like crap, so I prefer the original.

In my junior year at Cooper Union I was introduced to Larry Hama, who was then working as an assistant to Wally Wood. Larry took me to meet Neal Adams at Continuity Associates, the studio he and Dick Giordano kept at 9 East 48th Street. Neal must have liked my work, as he called Joe Orlando, then an editor at DC Comics, and got me some work. I penciled some horror stories for Tex Blaisdell to ink and assisted him on the "Little Orphan Annie" newspaper strip, which he had taken over after the death of Harold Gray. I also assisted Ralph Reese, who eventually got me a job assisting Wally Wood.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Dope Rider in "Harpoon" and "Apple Pie"

In 1974, Dennis Lopez launched a new humor magazine called Harpoon. Dennis liked my Western story and asked me to do a strip for him with a trippy theme, using that Death character. Thus was born Dope Rider. His first appearance was a two-page story in the November 1974 issue of Harpoon:

A major inspiration for Dope Rider was my friend Tom Conroy, whom I had met shortly after I moved to New York in 1970. Tom Conroy is an artist who runs a photo archive. He lived on my block, East Sixth Street between 1st and 2nd Avenues. Entering his apartment, you had to snake your way between file cabinets of movie stills, stacks of milk crates full of comic books, and fascinating odds and ends he picked out of trash cans. (He gave me many of his finds, including a human skull that had been made into a candle holder.)

A speed freak, Tom lived nocturnally. He had no electricity and lit his apartment with a large flame burning from a hose connected to the gas line; he covered his windows so neighbors wouldn't call the fire department. I used to visit him late at night and commune with the various bikers, hippies, and street people who filed in and out, sitting around the flickering campfire and listening to Tom dispense his insights on flying saucers, the hollow earth theory, the wisdom of Gurdjieff, and the general absurdity of the human condition. Tom constantly hawked and spat on the floor, and was convinced that the armies of cockroaches that scuttled everywhere were evolving a higher intelligence as they imbibed his amphetamine-laden spittle. He wouldn't let anyone swat them--not for sentimental reasons, but because, as he explained, "Kill a cockroach and 17 come to its funeral."

Tom Conroy takes a short rest while hitchhiking cross-country.

Tom gave me piles of Western movie stills, which I used as reference. He also provided me with Dope Rider's best lines. Back then, I didn't expect Tom to live long, but he is now collecting Social Security and we remain in close touch.

After the first appearance of Dope Rider, I was eager to do a second, but Dennis wasn't sure there was interest in it. "If only we'd get some reader mail," he mused. Reader mail, eh? I called my sister, then living in Pittsburgh, and had her send in an effusive fan letter under a nom de plume. Dennis was persuaded and Dope Rider rode again, making his second appearance in the March 1975 issue of Apple Pie, as Harpoon was renamed after lawyers for National Lampoon started clearing their throats.

It was pretty nervy of me to use Lee Van Cleef as a character, but I was a huge fan. I'm glad he didn't sue me. Or shoot me.

Lee van Cleef in a movie still from "The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly." I swiped it shamelessly.

At my desk in my New York apartment, circa 1975.

It was in the third episode, published in May 1975, that I feel Dope Rider hit his stride. I was working as an assistant to Wally Wood at this point and the inking shows more confidence. I began to incorporate elements from famous works of surrealist and visionary art, such as the homage to Piranesi's prison series on page two. Note the nude: I was also selling cover art to Screw magazine.

I recall Neal Adams looking over a Dope Rider story and saying, "How can someone who looks so straight draw so weird?" Neal had me pegged as a closet nut case, due partly to my habit of breaking the silence in the studio by laughing out loud at amusing thoughts that passed through my mind as we sat and worked. He found this jarring and got his revenge by using me as the model for the rooftop sniper in "Thrill Kill," published in Creepy #75, November 1975.

 Neal Adams made me a psycho killer. I posed for the pictures, wearing my favorite shirt.