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11/19/09
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Thursday, November 19, 2009
~"Cuz, IT'S bigger than Hip Hop"
Posted by Brooks Golden at 10:07 AM 8 comments
Labels: BG
Nothing in Particular
Mostly red ultra fine point Sharpie, some water color action and a bit of work from a Sakura pigma brush pen that is dying. I didn't try to makes this make sense I just started drawing with the sharpie, nothing in mind and figured whatever I ended up with I would block in with the watercolors. That's about it. Stuff like this I keep in a folder and when I get around to it I put them in whatever sketchbook I'm carrying around or into a big photo album, the hardcopy kind with the clear sticky plastic. I have a hard time throwing any kind of drawings away, I save most of them in some form or another. Most of what I consider my best ideas come about this way so naturally I wouldn't want to throw them out. The desk rig below.
Gotta love the mini water color kits, they go anywhere.
Posted by A. Lewellen at 3:10 AM 4 comments
Labels: Anthony
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Something's Weird
I was working on this while riding the train this morning. It's a bit heavy handed for a train drawing but because the paper on this page is all messed up I had to draw darker lines just to see what I was doing. I don't know if it's the pencil (standard yellow No.2), the quality of the paper (standard cheap sketchbook) or the type of eraser (Tough Stuff Eraser Stick) but something was weird. Whatever it was, the page got all gummed up and no matter how hard I rubbed I couldn't get rid of my old scraggly pencil lines. Rats. So, I buffed the whole thing down with my sleeve, good call on wearing the black hoodie, then I pulled out some values with the eraser stick and deepened up the defining lines as best I could. If your thinking, man that is a lot of babbling about a little sketch done on the train ride to work, you might be right, but that's what's going on in my head. I'ts like the first battle of the day and I do get a bit depressed when I draw stuff whack stuff in my sketchbook and that's no way to start things off. So I did my best to work it out, seems like that what's life pretty much about most of the time, that's what we all do all the time. I don't usually talk up my process much, process is just how we get to where we want to be, it's also as far as I am concerned, the most important part. So if there is a place to go on about the minutia of what I do everyday as it pertains to something so integral to my life as drawing it would be here. At least I would hope so. The train rig below.
Posted by A. Lewellen at 10:00 AM 5 comments
Labels: Anthony
War & Death
When we all rise to be better men solutions without bloodshed will be adopted to policy. "If there is a next time, let us invest in erasable lead rather than a fresh crop of body-less head."
Posted by Nicky Dieter at 9:53 AM 3 comments
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COLD WAR RUSSIAN CANNIBALS
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.
Posted by Jeremy at 12:51 AM 5 comments
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