Saturday, July 18, 2009
un perro en un tejado
I made this for some ninos while in Mexico. I meant to leave it behind, but I suppose I forgot.
It is a dog on a roof.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
The Virgin and Her Demon Friends
An odd fascination of mine, a strange obsession almost, is Catholic veneration art, especially of the Virgin Mary. Especially odd as I am violently not-a-catholic. I often find drawings of mine ending up with halos or the like, and sometimes just straight turning into virginesque depictions. The whole "threatened by demons" thing really interests me as I have know idea where it has come from - some deep seated and unresolved personal resolutions, I suppose.
What follows are some of these apparitions that I am personally fond of.
What follows are some of these apparitions that I am personally fond of.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Sir Ian's Epiphany
My second go at India Inkin'. The text is direct translation from some Polish.
I have no ideas as to other possible messages, so I'm assuming this is the proper interpretation.
Does anyone even remember Sir Ian Blair? Why is he (somewhat) here?
I have no ideas as to other possible messages, so I'm assuming this is the proper interpretation.
Does anyone even remember Sir Ian Blair? Why is he (somewhat) here?
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Alice et le Chat du Cheshire
Decided to learn to ink things with India Ink and a brush. This action-packed tale of Alice and her whacky friend is my first go at it. So far I'm diggin' the medium.
Faces of No One in Particular
I frequently find myself drawing the faces of the people around me, an exercise which almost infallibly degenerates away from actually looking like the person to become some strangely-colored and exaggerated interpretation of how I feel about what I feel they are feeling.
"A Fairly Standard Beauty" - This wonky-eyed androgen came from a pursuit to sketch a very pretty lady; until I became obsessed with exaggerating her proportions and expression.
"A Fairly Standard Beauty" - This wonky-eyed androgen came from a pursuit to sketch a very pretty lady; until I became obsessed with exaggerating her proportions and expression.
"Green-Haired Dirty Thoughts" - A semi combined portrait of both me and my lover of the time, simply trying to capture the sillyness of thinkin' bout dirty things.
This bizarrely-colored self portrait (ish) is actually quite large in real life. I unfortunately do not actually own any clothes that look like that.
This odd and nipply monster sprung from an attempt at emulating a rather striking and melodramatic display of uncertainty by a peer of mine.
A portrait in highlighter about laughing at trashy humor.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Chronicles of Insomnia
Back around the beginning of the year I was having major problems with insomnia. I decided to draw about it on what I believe was the third sleepless night in a row, and this is the result:
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Togs:
comic,
skellington,
story,
wellington
The Fruits of Education
This is a picture of the apocalypse I drew, rife with scathing social commentary.
A true little story about swearing in class drawn some time ago.
This was the same class period I drew the apocalypse.
This was the same class period I drew the apocalypse.
Togs:
Color,
comic,
mayan,
school,
skellington,
wellington
Saturday, May 30, 2009
The Tragedy of the Missing Wings
This one is from months and months ago, but I just heard from the person who inspired this conversation and thus I was compelled to search my archives for this strange tale of a fallen angel.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Personal Deviations
I thought these two drawings belonged in cahoots as they both began as portraits of people but quickly deviated into something completely different. They still hold essences of the person but it is secret to only me. Haha!
Oh yeah, this was going to be a self-portrait, but then...I don't know, maybe some day.
Oh yeah, this was going to be a self-portrait, but then...I don't know, maybe some day.
Socks? The 80s? Bizarre expressions? How did I get here?
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Veneration of Whoredom
One thing I've really found strange lately is the way in which popular western culture treats promiscuity and the idea of many partners being a sign of societal success. The whore is good because she allows so many to achieve the self esteem and stats they desire. The whore is bad because she cheapens the effect. But why, why do we even need this standard of judgment? That magic point where you've fucked enough others with the most stoic of face; that moment where you can now love someone and not be ridiculed for it - what a strange idea. I don't know how to express this really, but I just can't wrap my head around how one's number of partners is their success, yet at the same time I hold myself to this standard and it haunts me.
Fuck this.
Fuck sex.
Fuck art.
Let's dance.
Fuck this.
Fuck sex.
Fuck art.
Let's dance.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Strng Feelings
Monday, April 20, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Chief Man Says
I really have a thing for "indigenous arts" or however you wanna say it. Especially those of central America and the Pacific Northwest native cultures. There is only influence, though; I don't claim to be replicating the awesomeness. I drew this guy while working under the theme of "outlaws." Not really quite sure how it came out of my pen under those circumstances.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
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