Thursday, November 26, 2009
Only Snuffaluffagus knows his friend the count can bring them all back to life.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Tonight Nancey and I were babysitting some little kids we know and I figured what better variable to inspire me than the mind of a 2 year old. So basically I hung out going back and forth with Moises Casanova. We used some acrylic paints, some markers and some craft papers. Generally my doodle partners are 18+ but this was a truly enlightening experience. Young kid's hold nothing sacred and won't think twice before they start scratching and dumping all over what you just finished drawing. AND THIS IS SO BADASS. Then you're stuck because yeah they're doing their own thing and you wanna respect that but at the same time it's a whole other ball game, you can just as easily go nuts all over what they just dropped loose on you. So it's needless to say the experience definitely wasn't boring. Leave it to little dudes to shock, surprise, and make you feel like an old, playing it safe dweeb. So yeah when I got home I did a quick doodle on some more of the craft paper because the collabo got a lil too muddy for me and I felt that the bright ass craft paper would contrast it nicely. enjoy
PS. This is just one of many things I created with Moises tonight, kids are a non-stop cyclone of power when it comes to art. You just have to focus it or it will destroy everything in it's path. Just ask Sneaky T!
Thursday, November 12, 2009
The cosmonaut captain's corpse partially eaten by his crew. Freeze-dried in the vacuum of space, floating amongst the beauty of the universe, light-years away from the war which led to the consumption of his soul.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
I couldn't decide what I wanted to draw for the halloween theme. I didn't really want to do a traditional halloween creature so I decided to go in blind. There was some flourecent purple paint on my desk last night so I squirted some on and made a blob with some legs. I decided just to keep it a blob and just give it some crust, some boobs, a buldge, a perplexed glance, and some thick coils of chest hair. I use this technique quite frequently to brainstorm on the fly. It's fun to stare at the fill-in and imagine what's inside of it. So because of his shape and color some people were saying that he looked like a drug addicted cancer grimace. Others said it resembled a testicle. How would you describe this pimply sack of a creature?
I have been researching reborn dolls. They're pretty fucking creepy. They go for up to $1600 on ebay. On another note, look at this falcon. What would you think if you saw this thing on your walk to work? It's like some false idol of the South, a true American mascot.