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Sunday, November 27, 2016

If I said "I like dogs"...

...would I be accused of waging a war on dachshunds? I dachshund is a dog, right? It falls under the general heading. If I don't mention that specific breed, are the dachshund owners gonna get worked up? Actually, there are probably a few out there who would, I suppose. They'll think I'm playing favorites with the spaniel people.

The argument seems to start earlier every show season, too.

Very well. To business, such as it is.

Gadzooks, but this digital painting nonsense is as slippery as a ferret riding an eel. Got tired of mucking about, this is what you're getting and no griping, clean your plate there's kids starving in In-jya.

There, no color at all to this. Just lines. Give 'em what they want, leave 'em wanting more, one in the hand, two in the bush, all with one stone.



Sunday, October 30, 2016

Next time, next time

Inktober looked fun, but it's just about done,
And I never did get in my licks.

I'll poop this out my brain, 'till it come round again,
Thank goodness for Sharpies and Bics.

Friday, October 21, 2016

Contract, Expand

One of the little tricks illustrators and artists sometimes do is draw something bigger than it's final presentation is going to be; this is especially common with mass produced stuff like comic books and things. Drawing big and then reducing it can make the art look more detailed, with the added benefit of making medium mistakes look small and smaller mistake disappear.

However, I've found it's just as rewarding and sometimes more more fun to go the other way, which is  to say drawing something quite small and then blowing it up big.




Rather than making your mistakes less noticeable, it instead makes them seem almost intentional, as though the drawing is organized by some weird principle. The accidental textures and variations add subtleties and complexities that usually commercial art tries to hide. Makes it more expressive and less slick.

As I said, fun.

Saturday, September 10, 2016

Stay Strong

Hey I read Alan Moore announced that he will be retiring from comics. I guess it won't be long now before he fakes his death and comes back as his own son, as he's done so many times before.

By way of tribute, here's Warren Strong (we all love Warren, right?)  Chris Sprouse did fantastic work on Tom Strong, but I never felt he quite captured the funnybook feel that Warren should have had. Too much anatomy or something. So I figured, why not more or less directly rip off Preston Blair? That oughtta do it. After all, we animators have been doing it for generations.



As a bonus Warren, a small doodle done in a meeting:


Not sure how I feel about Moore's retirement. He's been one of my favorites since I started reading comics, and he was a big part of defining and re-defining what the medium meant and what it could do during this terrifying 20th to 21st century rollover we've been enjoying the past few decades. On the other hand, he expressed concern in his announcement that his contributions to comics had run their course and he didn't want to end up re-treading old ground.

It's never fun to see that happen to someone you admire, to watch them become a parody of themselves. It's good when someone has the self-knowledge and the grace to do bow out before they overstay their welcome, but when it happens I always wonder, "Yeah, but what if you stay? What if your next thing will be the best thing you've ever done, but now it won't be because you're not going to do it?" But I guess that's the essence of the whole "Leave 'em wanting more" thing.

Ha, "Leave 'em wanting Moore". Good one.

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Filler

August, amirite folks?

Lessee, what have I got here I don't need to scan...?

Well, here's a picture of a bad mustache.





Starting it off right there.

Ah, hmmm, a worm in a top hat?





That's pretty fun right? Oh, um , and then there was that time my WOW character got his head stuck in a boat, and the boat dragged him around and it was funny...


Ah jeez. Let's take another look at that mustache.




Not quite what you were expecting was it? I know I wasn't.

Sunday, July 24, 2016

I must be a cat who really is gone.

So I look at my blog stats, and hey lookithere I have all these hits from Russia. At first I figure "Check it, Russians dig me," but then I look it up and the internet tells me it's all bots, and it's very bad that the bots are doing that. When I try try to determine exactly why it's bad, the explanations very quickly become incomprehensible gibberish.

So, like most of my problems that I don't understand, I figure it's best if I just ignore it. If you're actually a Russian person viewing this blog, then Добро пожаловать! If you're a bot then I dunno, keep on keepin' on, I guess.

So now we've got that out of the way, here are some drawings.




These pretty much have nothing to do with each other except that they were all done by me when I likely should have been doing something else. Actually, why don't we go ahead and make that the definition of Art in general? "Things that people make when they probably should have been being productive." Works as well as any other definition I've ever read.

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Less Talk, Mor-lock.





"Idiot," he spat through clenched teeth, and he flung the stone at Dhorn with the all the force of his petulant temper. Slow as Dhorn's intellect was, it didn't apply to his body or reflexes. He ducked nimbly aside and the stone sailed past him. They both watched it arc across the small courtyard they were standing in, watched it hit the ground, bounce, roll, and then come to rest at the feet of… something.


It stood at the edge of the courtyard, not more than twenty five yards from them, squinting and blinking at the light although the day was still dark and overcast. It stood about four feet tall with long pale limbs that had an unpleasant rubberiness about them, as though they were underdeveloped in some way. It had a shock of white hair on top of its head that splayed in all directions, and it was dressed in soiled off-white rags. It peered at them with black and sunken eyes, in stark contrast to its puffy, loathsomely shiny white face.
  
All this they saw in a moment; then it was gone, as it leapt with simian agility through a dark hole in the decrepit stone structure beside it.

Friday, April 29, 2016

Flotsomy Jetsomish






They move your desk, you clean it out, you find some stuff you forgot about.

Sunday, April 10, 2016

Chroma Dwarf

It's obvious I haven't done much colour lately. So bucking the trend, here's a dwarf that I've actually taken the time to splash some virtual paint on.


Snazzy. And because I happen to have them kicking around, and because it's important to understand creativity doesn't just pop fully formed out of the void, but mostly because I care, dammit, here's some other pictures that lead up to this one.

I don't know about the rest of you, but most of the things I make start like this: a cruddy little scribble with the germ of an idea I like and I think I might want to pursue further. As a rule not very big or involved so I can do lots and pick something out of the flotsam that may be worth monkeying with a bit.

So then a rough pencil. If this was for an official gig I probably would have noodled it some more, but as it was just for fun it's more or less what I just dropped on the page. The exception, of course, being the shield. Didn't like the first version, so I just drew a new one and scotch taped it on top. At this point, I should probably note that I'm not one to work fancy. Yellow HB pencil on photocopy paper.

Then a very light photocopy and an inked line with a black Bic ballpoint. Did I mention I don't often work fancy?

Photocopied again, did some big black areas with a sharpie. I tend towards heavy inks on my drawings, they're fun and I like how they look.

To Photoshop! Color flats.



Aaaaaand highlights, shadows, gradients, what have you. Colour. Like I said.

So if you like to see some steps, there you go. If you don't like to see the steps, well now you're at the bottom of the post so it's probably too late.

Friday, March 25, 2016

Almost Something


I feel like it could be something, with some tinkering. Did it without any sort of plan, the "wrong way" to draw. Drew a tree, drew the ground around it, drew some more ground sticking up and a bit farther away. That bit of sky seemed too empty, put a whatever that is there. This can be good way to work, to just kind of get something down without thinking about it. If an image or idea comes out of it that seems like it's worth exploring, well now you have it and you didn't before so that's a good thing.