new year

An approximation of Edgar and Tony on the couch at Indianola.

zine preview

 

 

 Here are a few bits and pieces from a comic zine I plan to finish this summer.  It will include some short stories and some single-page pieces.

animals and people

the Horse Bride

bears and peeps

behind the walls

I did this one a little while ago.  One day at work, I found a piece of cardboard with four holes in it, so I decided to trace the holes onto a page of my sketchbook and make a drawing around them.

As I realize that many people have a tendency to take things very literally, I will say that this drawing is not at all intended to be interpreted in a literal way.

the headless horsebaby

Pencil and colored pencil.  Washington Irving is rolling over in his grave.

giant eyeballs

Though I'm not in the habit of doing parodies, the other day I saw a poster from this movie and had the urge to redraw the characters like figures in one of those 1970s big-eye paintings.  The first person to correctly identify the movie wins a prize.  I haven't decided what the prize is yet.  UPDATE: ID has been made!

pastel goddess

Conte crayon on toned paper.

the (terrible) twos

ink drawing -- brush pen, no pencils

I recently realized that as of this month, this blog is two years old.  Happy birthday, li'l blog.

Stella

Dog portrait, finished!

in progress

One of the few things I've had time to work on lately: dog portrait, ink on paper.

welcome to my castle

So, I recently resumed work on a painting I abandoned in the fall of last year, and it is slow going.  I never actually took a painting class despite my art degree*, so I'm teaching myself as I go.  Anyway, this has taken up a lot of my time lately, so I haven't really worked much on other projects.  Also, much of my sketching these days has been done at a weekly meeting that takes place at Cafe Racer, so yeah.  Not a lot of sketching going on for me.  I know, I should get back on it.

Anyway, a little while back, I took these pictures of my drawing space.  I know nobody really cares about one's (makeshift) studio unless one is famous, but here it is.  

*I can just hear all of the "does not compute" thoughts going on here, because when most people think of art, the first thing they think of is painting.

The incredibly well-organized top of my filing cabinet.  Note high-tech items such as the coaster, mostly-empty bottles of ink, and multiple rolls of tape.

My drafting table and (1970s?) office chair, which I snazzed up with a flag purchased several years ago at 826 Valencia in San Franciso.  The window and the top of the table are all overexposed because I, uh, meant it to be that way.

The table top, featuring actually invaluable items such as the full-spectrum lamp and the Vyco board cover.