Late night Moon Madness...Thought for the Day

No picture for this one. Just workin' late, feelin' mighty groggy. Decided to take a break, and watch a couple downloaded movie trailers. Caught one for a new movie about the Moon landings, and I got to thinking about all those conspiracy theories, the one where they say the whole thing was faked. Now, I'm hardly what you'd call an expert in anything that doesn't involve getting struck with anvils, so I have no intelligent opinion on space travel. But I AM a human being living in the early 21st century, so I think I'm qualified to form an opinion about THAT.

Ahem.

I think the reason we're so ready to believe the moon landings were faked is that the current crop of human human beings isn't very comfortable with the idea that humanity is capable of amazing things. If we were to believe in ourselves and in our neighbors, it would throw all our towering failings into sharp relief, and we might feel motivated to get up off our collective asses and do something about them. It's much easier (not to mention fashionable) to believe that everyone is stupid and there's no way people could do anything in the least remarkable, and therefore anything that SEEMS remarkable must be a lie. Then we can sink back into our swamp of sitcoms and salty snacks.

I'll throw this concept atcha, a conspiracy theory to rebut a conspiracy theory:

What if the "evidence" supporting a faked moon landing was actually created and circulated by the government as part of a campaign to a) prevent us from actually expecting anything out of them, and b) to keep us thinking that humanity is useless and there's no hope for the future, so that we stay nice and quiet and we won't go around Accomplishing Things that may disrupt the almighty Status Quo?

That oughtta keep the nut jobs busy. Next post, when I've gotten a bit of rest, I'll go back to the goofy drawings.

Promise.

Wizardry of Wizardrousness!

Put some colour to something I posted on the Krew blog a while back. It may even be good colour. I have no way of knowing, as my brain has turned to a syrup of some sort. Likley that fake raspberry flavor that tastes like cough medicine.

Have some Fire! I got nothin' better to do with it!

One of the guys on my crew did some animation of some stuff being juggled. One of the juggled objects was on fire, but the fire wasn't working right, so I completely re-did it.



We got the revisions, the the juggling animation had to change, and my fire became useless. Ah, well. So, on to the blog it goes!

Exciting, no?

Pain, Progress Bars, and Prestidigitation

I'll often draw while waiting for renders, more fun than watching the progress bar, but I got stuck for a subject, so I drew myself waiting for a render. It's the kind of "real life" moment that makes for Great Art.

Same thing for the post-it note drawing, there. Had a bad headache that day. Al Jaffee's done it better, but did he have a headache at the time? Huh? Possibly. Never met the man.

Also, been on a bit of a Zatanna kick lately. Not sure why, barely know anything about the character. It's probably all the backwards talking, now that's sassy!

Because Sometimes, you HAVE to post SOMETHING

Feel that?
That's what's left
Bearing down
Crow shadow
Barking mad orders
from black marble eyes.
Feel that?
That your know
Slipping out a side door
The thief that stole you
Simple, stupid.
Feel that?
Feel that?
Feel that?




Yeah, I know. But there comes a time when you have to post something cryptic and pretentious. It's in the blogging rules.

Yarg.

More Story Art

Gordon is having his doubts about Mote...

Random Story Art

Been picking away at a short for a while now....which is quite painful, the doctor keeps telling me I should stop...anyway, here's a bit of story /development drawing here. Cute, vivacious, maniacally homicidal pixie, Mabel "May Day" Mote, vexes our two heroes.

Yeah, I said it. "Vexes"!

Kirby Crackle is fun, even if you don't do it right.

Monkey Can't Sleep

This is a small monkey in his pajamas. He can't sleep because his rabbit is sick, and he's concerned. Cindy feels he looks kinda like a little boy in monkey pajamas. I think she's crazy.

Beelzebarney

Getting sleepy...monitor at home is weird...we'll see what these colours REALLY look like at work tomorrow....

'nother Rat

Hoo, mama, just seem to be busier and busier lately, the stuff I do get to post seems rougher and rougher...gonna try slap some a dat ol' digital paint on this bad boy at some point, dunno when. Wsan't gonna post it 'til painted, but heck, gotta post SOMETHIN...