Kirk and I have been working on building a wooden clock for a while now. He pretty much cranked out his share of the pieces really quickly (actually...freakishly quick...he's a bad ass)...and I've been working on my for a bit longer. Well...it looks like the pieces are all done so it's time to assemble. More info as it becomes available...but the hope is soon we will have created technology to be able to tell the passage of time. Exciting stuff!
Someone needs to think a little bit more before they put this stuff out:
Is the couple on the left hand side celebrating because some guy is getting his face caved in? Could it be they're so happy that their projector delivers the crispness of color and detail that they've always wanted? Are they happy they have to cart everything up to the roof and unless they live on the southern west coast this happy event can only happen a few months of the year? Are they joyous because they decided to spend money on a projector instead of putting money into a mutual fund with a good return?
Let's say that you and your wife are walking down the street on the way to a wedding or some type of black tie event. All of a sudden a fireball comes blazing down the street. Do you start running and pulling your wife (who's in high heels) along or do you loving put her in front of you and then start running...effectively shielding her from and debris or shrapel? And who besides that guy with the song from the 80s wear their sunglasses at night? Okay...besides Bono...
Somewhere there are monkeys typing making this stuff up...and they're flinging poo on their coffee breaks...
Paiger did the old "projectile vomit" trick on our bed spread friday so today I took it (the bed spread) to the laundromat since it was too big to do at home. It was a great experience all around as two women that didn't look like they would help were more than willing to make suggestions and show me (an inept male) how to use the equipment. My mistake for taking them at face value. While I waited for the milk puke to get washed out I got to sketch for a full hour uninterrupted on some upcoming projects. This would never happen at work. I may need to get Paige to puke on other large washable household items. Perhaps Daisy? She would be hilarious during the spin cycle. You think she's a nervous dog now....just wait till she's all static clingy...
Just kidding all you dog lovers...Hol would never let me do this...
Not much of a caricature guy...never been good at it and have never felt the need to try and get better...well this guy...we'll call him "Tony" since that's his name...asked me to do a caricature of him before he left town. I agreed and here's the final product.
I decided to do a pink gradiation of the original because he didn't say goodbye to the majority of us at work when he left...one day he was gone and there weren't any more low fat yogurts in the fridge...so...he's a little girl in my book...a fun cool girl...but a little girl none the less.
Here's to you Tony...or should I call you Tonette? Tonia? Tonya?
these are going to be fun...I saw this cool artwork a while ago in chicago where the artist had taken an image and transposed it onto wood...cut out all the pieces...sanded them appropriately and then put all the pieces back together to create a cool piece of work...don't know if that would be called "relief art"...but it was cool.
You may have notice the difference in "look" at sketch ninja. I was vising my a friend's website who linked to another site (done by a girl) and her layout was just like mine. I felt the need to change this site instantly so there would be no confusion on someone's part. And now that I've done it...I realize the statistics state that 50,000 new blogs start a day...and blogger.com offers 18 or so templates...chances are good that a few girls out there picked this template too...
sigh...
but the really good news is that this template has the color orange in it...which is good.
not too many sketches today...but it takes time to figure out how to make a superhero look un-super...
yes...more charcter sketches on an unnamed superhero that doesn't look all that...super. Fun stuff to just sketch and come up with potential character traits...
some will get better with more time put into them...and others will still suck...us designers call them "efforts that get us to the final resolution" ...well...that's what i call them...i don't want to speak on everyone's behalf.
"Do we have to stare death in the face to make us stand up and confront Resistance? Does Resistance have to cripple and disfigure our lives before we wake up to it's existence? How many of us have become drunks and drug addicts, developed tumors and neuroses, succumbed to painkillers, gossip, and compulsive cell-phone use, simply because we don't do that thing that our hearts, our inner genius, is calling us to? Resistance defeats us. If tomorrow morning by some stroke of magic every dazed and benighted soul woke up with the power to take the first step toward pursuing his or her dreams, every shrink in the directory would be out of business. Prisons would stand empty. The alcohol and tobacco industries would collapse, along with the junk food, cosmetic surgery, and infotainment businesses, not to mention pharmaceutical companies, hospitals, and the medical profession from top to bottom. Domestic abuse would become extinct, as would addiction, obesity, migraine headaches, road rage, and dandruff." Steven Pressfield, "The War of Art" This is a good book. Get it from your library....go to Barnes and Noble and sit in one of their comfy chairs for 2 hours...when Hol is done with our copy you can borrow it.
so i'm slogging through my stack of books. everyone has a stack of books to read. it's natural. it's good. their entertainment in waiting. problem is, my stack of books gets added to by other people. someone at work usually drops a book on my desk every 1 to 3 weeks. and that's good too. but my stack never gets smaller...it just changes shape and color.
but...this book "the war of art" is pretty sweet so far. it's a quick read. i thought it was going to make me a better artist...a "think more clearly" kind of guy...and it does that...but it's not just about art...it's about everything... the idea that there are two of every person...the person we are and the person we could be...and in the middle keeping us "two" people instead of "one" is resistance...here's quick blurb...
"Resistance is the most toxic force on the planet. It is the root of more unhappiness than poverty, disease, and erectile dysfunction. To yield to Resistance deforms our spirit. It stunts us and makes us less than we are and were born to be. If you believe in God (and I do) you must declare Resistance evil, for it prevents us from achieving the life God intended when He endowed each of us with our own unique genius" -Scott Pressfield, "The War of Art" I'm about half way through and all of the stuff makes sense...the idea that showing up is the toughest part of creativity...there will always be things that get in the way...one of his thoughts that is pretty cool is the idea that you know you're on the right track when you get more resistance...
anyway...random ramblings...here's some sketches. it hasn't been my day to day sketches and i think what has stopped me is I wanted to put complete thoughts up...nice sketches that are done...legible... understandable...no more of that!
Yep...it's been about a week since my last post and I feel no guilt. It's been a good time off...have got to hang with the wife...burp the kid from time to time...and gotten to watch a great show that got cancelled way before it's time:
Firefly is a great show...funny...exciting...and great writing about characters and how they interact to create. I'm a huge fan of ensemble shows...The Simpsons, Angel, Arrested Development, News Radio, Boomtown, Firefly, ER (a while ago when it was good), MASH (oh that Radar...he was a cut up)...on and on. You may notice a decent trend.. all except one are cancelled... I have this knack for finding cool shorts that never have a long life...it's a sad gift.
So anyway...Firefly... it's good stuff and I highly recommend it... but I will warn you that it got cancelled (not much of a spoiler) and so you're going to fall in love and then your heart will be ripped out. Something like when you found your first love at summer camp and 6 days later they were gone. Well...that's what I've been told. Camp was never a great place for me to pick up chicks.
Onto drawing...these are some "T-Stances"... at least that is what my boy Woot calls them. They what illustrators give to the computer animator dudes to give them a good idea of what the character should look like in the computer...which Woot is going to do. The sketches aren't the freshest or the most creative...but that isn't their purpose. Woot is going to make these guys 3-D! More to come.
Some days I realize that I need some reference to sketch what I sketch...and then I don't get reference and keep going...those are deemed "lazy days"...but sometimes I jump onto google...type in a term and do an image search...it's great.
It's perfectly natural for two floating heads (one an ice cream man and the other a cow-ish animal) to be talking about prayer over a stack of melting ice cream.
Perfectly natural...we'll see if this builds into 3 year olds or destroys their young minds...hoping for the first one...