Terrible Tomb of Terror arrives soon - Kickstarter for the issue I am in is about to commence. I look forward to having this thing in my hands. My Bernie Wrightson moment has arrived 40 years l...
25 May, 2011
Speaking of insane, I haven't been able to log into Blogger for the past few days--what gives??
My shame at failing to get onto my sister-in-law's wi-fi while vacationing shall go unmentioned--but I hope my lack of posts didn't create any unmentionable holes in your life, fellow art lover.
p.s. OK, I Pho-Sho'ed his eyes a bit--still doesn't capture effect I was going for...The Rifleman is proving difficult.
20 May, 2011
The kid almost seemed developmentally disabled...as well as emotionally vulnerable.
(p.s. it's the Sheriff and the son I've drawn above...son thinks his dad is dead--terrible job on the son, BTW, but I taped the episode and I'm going to get him right!)
18 May, 2011
17 May, 2011
16 May, 2011
But to make it really work, I'd have to write something worthwhile to fill this side column...
...and I got nothing.
p.s. her arms are all messed up.
p.p.s. I never did do that thing I promised, did I? I got thumbnails and everything, too....
p.p.p.s. We're going on a trip day after tomorrow. Don't know how the posting will go.
15 May, 2011
14 May, 2011
13 May, 2011
12 May, 2011
|When you click on him,|
you see him twice
his original size: cool!
But then his lunch partner sat down and blocked the lower half of his face--and to cap it off, he put on sunglasses. So I had maybe a 10 - 20 second look at him before "losing access".
The result isn't bad, but from the bridge of the nose down it wants for specificity.
And a sideburn.
11 May, 2011
09 May, 2011
07 May, 2011
04 May, 2011
03 May, 2011
The dream had me dropped back into my life, but five years into the future (2016, I guess--yikes, that really does sound like the future). Life looked much like today, except for one thing: all of the men-folk had taken to wearing flamboyant, over-sized old-lady sun glasses--glasses not unlike Dame Edna's. They had curlicue styling and rhinestone accents, tho', (possibly as a nod to man-folk needs), each pair also showed signs of having been designed and built with Oakley-style sports technology.
One of the men wearing the glasses (and wearing them unselfconsciously) was my father.
"Dude, what is with those glasses?"
He didn't understand what I was talking about.
The trend had already so suffused the culture of 2016, it was impossible to find anyone not wearing similarly feminine shades. Just like how strange it seems now when you see a movie from 1990 and can't believe how high-waisted everyone's jeans look.
Even the very oldest men had jumped onto the trend. On them the glasses looked even more out-of-place--like they'd mistakenly grabbed their wife's eyewear.
Still more upsetting, the only ones not wearing this style were the women.
I leaned into the Saab to find a pair of my own sunglasses, (noontime solar intensity blazed down on all), and the insecurity of my obviously out-of-date choices made me hesitate: I chose the pair that looked most like the new trend (a kind of old-fashioned, classic tortoise-shell I often wear in real life)...but when I turned to the group (a kind of family reunion), a little wave of paternal embarrassment clouded my father's face.
"Those...are the only glasses you've got?"
Fear the future!
02 May, 2011
And, "America, f--- yeah!"
Funniest comment heard today: "That's one less fan for The Arsenal" (yes, that doinkus liked my favorite soccer team).
UPDATE: The Guardian reports bin Laden's Arsenal affection a myth. Phew!
01 May, 2011
Perhaps this blog is more widely read than I thought?
(Would have been even better if it proved a con job--some kind of internet scam generated from the kernel of my public complaint: "Um, hello *heavy Ukrainian accent* we vould like to resume your sputnik--errr, satellite radio, but firsting, vee vill need credit card number....")
My pal Carls, brilliant on many fronts and always at work developing something, asked if he could film me drawing and talking about the human head. Just basics. When Carls has it ready for prime-time, I'll post a link. Haven't been drawing in this "academic" style for a while, but working off the rust proved...entertaining.