woops
work/festivities preparation/a week at a hotel has thrown me off track!
So yeah, i'll be a bit mauled, but everything will right itself faster than you can clearly work out the true meaning of christmas.
Anyways, here's a card for you!
From those closest to our hearts....
Thursday, 24 December 2009
Monday, 14 December 2009
Thursday, 3 December 2009
Wow, just working from my imagination, trying to do real colors and real life scenes made me so slow.
Combine that with thanksgiving and life and I've totally missed a billion self imposed deadlines.
Okay, hopefully this block of a page down I'll be able to get back on track.
(this was not a happy page)
(but it was educational)
Combine that with thanksgiving and life and I've totally missed a billion self imposed deadlines.
Okay, hopefully this block of a page down I'll be able to get back on track.
(this was not a happy page)
(but it was educational)
Friday, 27 November 2009
Monday, 23 November 2009
Wednesday, 18 November 2009
Friday, 13 November 2009
Tuesday, 10 November 2009
Wednesday, 4 November 2009
Wednesday, 28 October 2009
blah blah, something about posting more, blah blah
I'm quitting my photo taking job, in large part because time is feeling depressingly fast, and I'm watching months fly by without doing nearly enough of the work I want to.
My other job is still going swimmingly though, and Sherman is now aboard doing animations, so that should be pretty awesome when everything is finished up in a few months.
But seriously, I'll post more. Like, for reals.
Starting another story/comic thing! For the hundredth time.
This time maybe it will stick?
Have some chars.
I'm quitting my photo taking job, in large part because time is feeling depressingly fast, and I'm watching months fly by without doing nearly enough of the work I want to.
My other job is still going swimmingly though, and Sherman is now aboard doing animations, so that should be pretty awesome when everything is finished up in a few months.
But seriously, I'll post more. Like, for reals.
Starting another story/comic thing! For the hundredth time.
This time maybe it will stick?
Have some chars.
Thursday, 27 August 2009
Friday, 21 August 2009
Wednesday, 15 July 2009
Saturday, 11 July 2009
So a few things are up my sleeve at the moment.
Awhile ago Dan started a kind of mini illustration society, which since then seems to be going in the direction of turning into a comic collaboration.
In an effort to actually start making something me and Sherman are going to collaborate on an epic (and perhaps humerous) online sci fi/ fantasy comic.
So far things look awesome.
---
another thing I'm starting to work on is a game. I've attached an image of the initial design of the leveling process of the players spacecraft.
I figure although I can't program, if I come up with all the visual assets of a game I can probably find a programmer to cobble it all together for me. Perhaps Tommy?
At the very least it might make for an interesting portfolio piece.
---
The final thing is that it's time to start life drawing again. As I type this I am heading towards a life drawing class ($14 dollars, soho, the more the merrier) which I will try to attend at least once a week.
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Also it is (past) time to do laundry.
Awhile ago Dan started a kind of mini illustration society, which since then seems to be going in the direction of turning into a comic collaboration.
In an effort to actually start making something me and Sherman are going to collaborate on an epic (and perhaps humerous) online sci fi/ fantasy comic.
So far things look awesome.
---
another thing I'm starting to work on is a game. I've attached an image of the initial design of the leveling process of the players spacecraft.
I figure although I can't program, if I come up with all the visual assets of a game I can probably find a programmer to cobble it all together for me. Perhaps Tommy?
At the very least it might make for an interesting portfolio piece.
---
The final thing is that it's time to start life drawing again. As I type this I am heading towards a life drawing class ($14 dollars, soho, the more the merrier) which I will try to attend at least once a week.
---
Also it is (past) time to do laundry.
Tuesday, 7 July 2009
Forcing myself to blog.
Starting to feel overwhelmed by the desire to do nothing, but thankfully I've got four days of work a week and an active (too active at times) social life to rouse me from my tiny messy room up in Harlem.
Another step in a good direction is that I'm going to start taking life drawing classes again. 14$ at Spring Studio. The place has a nice website, so I have high hopes.
I'm pretty sure it's just the immensity of the future that's making me so lethargic, and I'm also sure that I'll become numb to that feeling soon enough.
Still!
Life is better than good, and at times, with certain people, it is great.
... although work wise those are the least productive moments. Eeh.
Starting to feel overwhelmed by the desire to do nothing, but thankfully I've got four days of work a week and an active (too active at times) social life to rouse me from my tiny messy room up in Harlem.
Another step in a good direction is that I'm going to start taking life drawing classes again. 14$ at Spring Studio. The place has a nice website, so I have high hopes.
I'm pretty sure it's just the immensity of the future that's making me so lethargic, and I'm also sure that I'll become numb to that feeling soon enough.
Still!
Life is better than good, and at times, with certain people, it is great.
... although work wise those are the least productive moments. Eeh.
Wednesday, 1 July 2009
So I woke up yesterday to my cat having a half dollar sized hole in her side. Apparently a cyst had formed there by another cat biting her (the door is often open to the outside. lots of cats around.) and so the cyst had filled up with pus, and then it had been ripped/bitten/torn open and off.
So yeah, I could see her muscles shifting where her skin and fur should have been. I got her to the vet and I got her patched up, although I think that patch job isn't going to be enough and she's going to have to have surgery done.
She's been very sweet throughout, I'm tempted to find the cat that bit her and kick it.
In better news I now have two jobs, one that pays well and is awesome, the other that pays okay and is amusing.
So I guess technically I can support myself now! I mean, aside from health insurance, and oddly my cell phone bill. So I guess I can't cut the umbilical cord just yet. Still, food and rent are now manageable, and that makes me feel relieved.
...
Other stuff is ongoing as well, and I have quite a few drawings to show since the last time I posted (which isn't saying much considering how long ago that was) but I'm feeling burned out tonight.
But yeah, I'll start updating again now.
So yeah, I could see her muscles shifting where her skin and fur should have been. I got her to the vet and I got her patched up, although I think that patch job isn't going to be enough and she's going to have to have surgery done.
She's been very sweet throughout, I'm tempted to find the cat that bit her and kick it.
In better news I now have two jobs, one that pays well and is awesome, the other that pays okay and is amusing.
So I guess technically I can support myself now! I mean, aside from health insurance, and oddly my cell phone bill. So I guess I can't cut the umbilical cord just yet. Still, food and rent are now manageable, and that makes me feel relieved.
...
Other stuff is ongoing as well, and I have quite a few drawings to show since the last time I posted (which isn't saying much considering how long ago that was) but I'm feeling burned out tonight.
But yeah, I'll start updating again now.
Wednesday, 22 April 2009
I love color.
Strangely enough, my memories usually contain very little color, and are blurry on the whole.
I remember plots, I remember emotions, I remember the idea of the moment, but colors (and details, and dates, and names) escape me very quickly.
Maybe this is why when I actually do notice brilliant colors they always seem so startlingly enjoyable.
Or my subconscious has the pleasure receptors of a five year old.
Either way works.
Strangely enough, my memories usually contain very little color, and are blurry on the whole.
I remember plots, I remember emotions, I remember the idea of the moment, but colors (and details, and dates, and names) escape me very quickly.
Maybe this is why when I actually do notice brilliant colors they always seem so startlingly enjoyable.
Or my subconscious has the pleasure receptors of a five year old.
Either way works.
Tuesday, 21 April 2009
Sunday, 12 April 2009
I find that I have a pleasant reaction to frustration and impediment.
Work harder.
It's not really a reaction that will fix all my problems in every situation, but at the very least it helps distract me from them.
...
Well, in this case it's certainly the right response, as I only have three weeks left of school, and I really don't think I can be working hard enough.
After that I will be given a sheet of paper stating that i "draw real good" (regardless of actual talent), and will unfortunately have to uproot myself from the comfy nest I have pieced together over the previous year.
As is always the case I have accumulated even more priceless junk that I will need to sort through, keep, sell, or throw out.
My somewhat massive comic/art book collection continues to grow.
I will probably die in middle age due to me reaching for a "ranma" manga and having a whole bookshelf of pulp paper come crashing down ontop of my head.
...
I think I read a story about that happening to a brother who lived in a maze of books with his blind sibling, and then the blind sibling died alone in the self built catacomb.
(anyways, here are two updated but perpetually unfinished drawings)
Work harder.
It's not really a reaction that will fix all my problems in every situation, but at the very least it helps distract me from them.
...
Well, in this case it's certainly the right response, as I only have three weeks left of school, and I really don't think I can be working hard enough.
After that I will be given a sheet of paper stating that i "draw real good" (regardless of actual talent), and will unfortunately have to uproot myself from the comfy nest I have pieced together over the previous year.
As is always the case I have accumulated even more priceless junk that I will need to sort through, keep, sell, or throw out.
My somewhat massive comic/art book collection continues to grow.
I will probably die in middle age due to me reaching for a "ranma" manga and having a whole bookshelf of pulp paper come crashing down ontop of my head.
...
I think I read a story about that happening to a brother who lived in a maze of books with his blind sibling, and then the blind sibling died alone in the self built catacomb.
(anyways, here are two updated but perpetually unfinished drawings)
Saturday, 11 April 2009
Thursday, 2 April 2009
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