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As promised, I did get a little bit of drawing done, and I'm about halfway through with my first week of classes this semester. So far I feel like I like them all, which is good. Hm. I feel like I have less and less to say about myself, as these go on...or maybe I'm just not in the right mood tonight. Either way, it can be presumed that eventually I'll just post photos without bothering to say anything at all. Hoo. Rah.
First up. This is one that I actually did while I was still on break. I forgot to post it. Oops. Not that it's that great, and/or is deserving of going back to post...It's some girl lighting a cigarette (don't smoke, it's bad!).
Hey look, it's some shitty dogs!
I was thinking one time about the crap I used to draw all over my class notes in middle school. The answer is dragons that are horrible two-dimensional. I was curious if I could still do it. The answer is yes.
This one...I was more hoping to practice doing that weird dot-shading that i do. It failed miserably. But I did try something new with drawing the hair, and I think I like it. Yay. (Click to enlarge, as always.)
Here's some completely random faces. I have one of them facing a different direction. Hooray I am attempting to break free from the crappery of two dimensions...ish...
This next one is a true story. Except...it happens ALL THE TIME. Because this one kid is a total dickwad and doesn't know how to not interject into conversations that have nothing to do with him, every time theres a conversation held in his presence. Not only does he have to interject, but he says weird awkward, often corrective, and mostly asshole things. Uggh. This my tribute to that kid....and Tim.
Here is another drawing of much the same thing. Except it's in colored pencil instead of marker (I'm still getting used to those pesky things). Also, it involves Niloc rather than Tim (neither of which I asked for permission to draw...hm).
That's it for now, I guess. I will get busy making more pretty things, and hopefully less suck. If you stop by here by some freak accident, or I told you to...leave some love. I only just realized that the commenting thing was set to only google users...which you can do if you have gmail and all that..but I just made it open to everyone.
Don't forget to wipe your ass!
Okay dudes. I pretty much have no excuse for not updating in a hella long time. But I haven't. So...that's that I guess. In my defense, I have been loaded down with final exams and projects. Also, I've been sick like a mofo, and dealt with it by taking copious amounts of naps whenever possible. That being said, I guess it sort of goes without saying that I haven't been drawing much either. So if I HAD updated...there wouldn't be much for material.
Enough with the complaining, already! I have a couple of homework assignments that desperately need to be posted. First up is from a couple weeks ago, when he had to depict a couple lines of song lyrics. I chose Maria's Little Elbows because it'sss amazing (although my drawing skills are not):
The following week, we had to draw something that we would not want to happen while driving. I made a comic. I'm really sad that I let myself color it, but damn, I was bored at work, and it seemed like a good idea at the time but it WASN'T!
Hmm..what else? I have this picture that I drew while was watching a show about kids at fat camp:
And! While I was moving around my shit today, scrambling to pack up some stuff for winter break, I found a picture I drew during a class, way back at the beginning of the semester. It's derived, I suppose, from when Niloc just pointed at me one day with the same exclamation. Except he said it with a voice that wasn't his. And he's known me for years.
I remember getting a lot of criticism for the amount of hair I put on the legs. I thought it was appropriate considering the lack of genitals. Give a little, gain a little...or something like that.
I mentioned work a little earlier. That would imply I have a job. And I do. My job is to sit in an empty room and stare at this button (excuse my crappy cell phone photo)while trying not to push it:
In my mind, I totally just told the truth. But my boss might tell you differently.
November break ended today, and I am happily back in my dorm. I noticed...I skip through the halls instead of walking. How interesting. Don't let me fool you, though. I did have a good break. Spent lots of time with Matt, as he got over being sick, and got to see some other friends. It was a good time. But all-in-all, I'm glad to be here.
I have a couple homework assignments I need to post! I realized that I forgot to post last weeks, while I was getting ready to do this weeks. Eee!
Last week I decided the assignment was to draw in the dark. It proved quite interesting. Marc's ended up pretty good. Mine, however...bleh. Notice, when I wrote "orange juice" the first time I spelled it "geuce". Huh...
(Don't forget to click to enlarge all these!)
This week, Marc had us draw a holiday-themed picture with a quote from a movie of our choosing. I of course had to go for a quote from Tideland. I think I did the picture in a little bit of a rush, because I think that the quote has more potential than I allowed, and I intend to re-do it...once I get by all this...term paper...hoo-hah. Yes.
And now for the regular old stuff.
I was inspired by the presentation of Asylum Man in Marc's last post, and so I decided to subject you to a creation of mine that came to be when I was a small child. His name is Voltar, and he used to have a very messy room in which I would always draw him sitting on top of piles of assorted crap. He was my simple little dude.
Next up is a piece I drew in the car on the way to Matt's family's thanksgiving. I saved the inking for later, for when I was not riding in a car. It is of Matt and I outside of a guitar shop in wintertime.
And as you may or may not know, I heart traditional/Sailor Jerry-type tattoos a lot. I decided I wanted to learn to draw in that style. So here is my first shot, and I plan on lots more to come! So, here is "true until death":
Last, but not least, a hastily-drawn comic inspired by real life. It's colored with the fab little markers Matt gave to me. Yay!
Thanks for reading and possibly voting on my silly polls!
I appreciate it, andddd as always I'll leave you with the words of that great R. Crumb:
Don't forget to wipe your ass, kids!
Thanksgiving break has commenced, and I am now unhappily at home. It's whatever I guess, I've been seeing people from school such as Maryah, Marc (here currently), and Niloc. Also: I've been spending lots of time with horribly sick Matt. I was going to go to a Streetlight Manifesto show in Albany with some kids from school, and I was all excited. But I decided I was too poor, and reluctantly I told them I couldn't meet them to go. I ended up spending the night watching movies with Matt, and it was a good time.
I've been doing the drawing thing, so I suppose I'll post some of that, since that's the point of the blog and all. Oh man. I visited my family on Friday and we did a Thanksgiving-ish thing with my uncle Scott, since he's in town and is leaving to go back to Cali today. I foolishly brought my sketchbook in order to have something to do. I got unwillingly raped, as the sketchbook was pried from my hands and its contents were exposed. When I attempted to explain that this was not an exhibition and I was not pleased, I got yelled at and called selfish. Ok.
I suppose I really only give the URL to people I want to see it. And whoever stumbles upon it is fine. My family...enh...I don't want them oogling the sick contents of my brain-type organ.
So, huff and ugg. Here are the photos...
This is one that has been completed for a while, but I guess I forgot to post it. It's a group project by Marc and I, advertising these sick light-up pencil-sharpeners we have. I know the small writing is difficult to read (don't forget to click to enlarge, you guys!) but there's not a whole lot I'm going to do about it. So there.
This is one I drew in the dining hall. Nate came by, and I pointed to the picture and said it was him. And so, this is a little alien named Nate. And his dog, Not-Nate.
On Monday night, when Zach and I were returning from a show in Burlington we stumbled upon a horse just walking around in the road at midnight. Stupid horse that ran away. This is what I imagine he looks like in horse-world:
This is one that Marc and I thought up while watching a strange movie. I had to draw it immediately. I did the inking during class, not realizing how strange it truely seemed. Sorry, for the photo, the flash kind of wrecked the black at the bottom. Also: I didn't feel like drawing feet because they are hard to draw. So are hands. A box of chocolates and a kitty fix everything!
This is the picture I made that time when my family raped my sketchbook. It's a tad more autobiographical than I'm willing to admit. We'll leave it at that.
And, since I haven't shown my (rad) face in a while...this is me looking anguished over the memories that occured while creating this.
That's it!!
Don't forget to wipe your ass, kids!!
Busy weekend. Still, I managed to get some drawing done, so I'm stoked. Oh man, tonight I head up to Burlington with Zach to see Broken Social Scene, then tomorrow, spending the day in B-ton and seeing Zox in the evening. It's going to be funtimes. Also: I'm starting to plan my trip to Montreal to see Alyssa & co in January. Way past fun.
So yes, onto the pictures!(Again with the clicking for larger sizes)
Here's a fine specimen I drew a few days ago. It's Marc sporting his fab red lipstick the night we went to Rocky Horror. I realize there is a lot wrong with this picture. The lack of chin, for example, or the huge hat. Consider it abstract...
This one I drew between the hours of 2:00 and 3:00 AM while listening to Dane Cook describe his first blowjob. It's called "Strange Little Man".
And finally, one of my favorites ever! It's inspired by a conversation I had with Zach the other day. Something about him going out and jumping on Samco...so here is "The Piggyback" featuring Samco and Zach (yes, I realize it looks nothing like either of them). There's parts of it I still dislike, so I am highly considering re-drawing this one. I still love it as is, though.
Oh man! I nearly forgot...today is Monday, so I should post the homework from last week. (I totally could have gotten away without saying that I almost forgot...but now you know...I was about to wrap up the post, and remembered I neglected one!). Here is the re-doing other people's art homework:
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Thanks for reading! And don't forget to wipe your ass!!! I mean....comment.
It's too early, and I realize this. I certainly dislike the morning. But I'll get over it, I suppose. Another thing I'll have to get over: soup. I. Can't. Carry. Soup. The dining hall must hate me. It always ends up all over my tray, on the floor, on my clothes, you name it. Yesterday I managed to get a small bowl of cream-of-tomato to spill down my jacket, over my bag, and on my sketchbook. All these things will now smell amazing in time.
I did manage to get some drawing done yesterday. I completed and colored one piece, but I am hesitant to show it off. Everyone who saw it found it to be very phallic, which was not my intention at all. Here's that:
(text courtesy of Nate!)
Apparently, his fat little tummy looks like a scrote, and his head looks like a whole mess of junk.
As I said before...not my intention! Maybe it's my subconscious telling me I need to get some. Or something. Frankly, I think it's possible I'm going crazy. Fair warning.
Here is a cat.
Ethan thinks that it resembles Sagwa. I tend to agree, but also, not my intention. Maybe this is a sign...that I am destined to be oblivious to the connotations of my work for eternity until someone points it out.
Damn these people.
I am addicted to this sketchbook. How I love it so.
Today is Monday, and that means it's time for a new assignment. (If I haven't mentioned the assignments yet, Marc and I alternate assigning weekly things that must be drawn.) I suppose that means as well that I should post the one from last week.
I decided that we should draw an awkward moment from our lives. This one happened last weekend sometime, when Niloc came over drunk and I took care of him. I had gone and taken a shower, and when I was in the middle of getting dressed behind the door of my wardrobe he got sick. Being me, I was convinced of two things: 1.) He was going to die, and 2.) he was incoherent. As it turns out, neither was the case, and I was just standing in front of my friend wearing just underwears. It was pretty awkward. Not a skeevy sort of thing, because I know him well and trust him not to be a bastard, but awkward nonetheless. I documented it as follows:
This week's assignment is to draw our version of an actual piece of art. I do believe that this will be interesting for sure.
Yesterday, I attempted my first picture drawn from a photo. Of course I chose to draw myself, being an arrogant bastard. I don't think it came out too poorly, but could have been better. I hope it at least looks familiar?
I don't think I'll bother with inking it or anything. I'll regret this decision when it becomes smudged into oblivion, and never heard from again.
While I was down at UMass I managed to get some sketching done. I managed to squeeze out a piece that I finished and inked, and some sketches of a disembodied eyeball. Neither are particularly noteworthy, but I uploaded that first one.
Also: it was my guinea pig for figuring out how to color things in with Sketchbook Pro. It did not go well. At all. I did it with the airbrush tool because it's the only thing I can stand coloring shit in with at the moment. It's also pretty terrible because I haven't figured out how to make the background of my lines transparent yet. That would help A LOT.
I plan on taking some more time to figure things out. Once I get the hang of it, I think I will like using Sketchbook Pro to do color. I am typically of the belief that while color does tend to sometimes enhance drawing, I am quite bad at coloring, and almost always end up wishing that I had left it black and white.
So thats that.
