Chris Cosentino is a 3D Generalist, Writer, Animator, Illustrator, and sometimes Actor, with a penchant for talking about himself in the third person.

He’s made a multitude of short form content for a variety of mediums (some of which can be viewed in the Socials tab (press back and click on the phone (hey, brackets within brackets: neat!)))

He currently lives in the UK with his breathtaking partner and in his free time he enjoys TCG’s, watching cartoons, and electrocuting patchwork corpses in his laboratory so that he might one day create new life and elevate mankind into Godhood (only kidding: he has no free time, for he is an animator).

Inexplicably still wanna work with me or just fancy a chat? Here’s my work email:

chris@blackandwhitecomic.com

The Last Mark Now

He capped the pen and placed it beside the journal. The sun began to set, casting long shadows across the room. Elias stood, his joints creaking, and walked to the window. The town below was quiet, the lights beginning to flicker on.

As the ink dried, a sense of peace settled over him. He had captured the essence of it all – the beauty, the pain, the fleeting nature of it. He had left his mark, not on the world at large, but on the small corner of it that he had called home. The Last Mark

He dipped the nib into the inkwell, the black liquid swirling like a miniature storm. He thought of the people he’d known – the baker with the flour-dusted hands, the schoolteacher with the weary eyes, the lovers who had met beneath the ancient oak. Their stories were woven into the fabric of his own, a tapestry of shared existence. He capped the pen and placed it beside the journal

He had told their stories. And now, his own was complete. The last mark had been made. The town below was quiet, the lights beginning to flicker on