Quoi?

Just move it arouuuund!

Prenez garde!

What the fuck am I doing?!

I'M COVERED IN BEES!

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The Me Scribbles

It's true, you know. My best friends are my iPod and my headphones. Leave me alone; I'm trying to listen. Shut up.

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Jane the Flapper...

...is starting to come along.

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The Great Satan Head Collaboration

This collaboration should last for the next 7 weeks (or thereabouts). We were given boards to draw/paint/whatever/mark on, and we have to pass the board on to someone else every week. I made a devil's head for the first week, and my teacher added the dartboard the second week. I hope to show the progress of the board from week to week, and then the final product. Fun!

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IF - Instinct

CONTROL YOURSELF!

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When it rains...

...it pours! Getting closer; I still need to tighten up a lot of things (that FUCKING UMBRELLA) and add the shadows, but I like the direction it's going in.

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The solution to all my problems...

Is to move under the sea.

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AAHHHHHDOISOUNDLIKETOMARRAYA???

The thing about digital illustration is that, sometimes, you don't save your work to the correct location, and you have to start over.

I am, of course, referring to myself. I'm really mad at myself.

AND EVERYTHING I DRAW ENDS UP LOOKING LIKE A PENIS!!!

Sorry, it's late and I'm going a little crazy.

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What really didn't happen...

The beginnings of yet another midterm. The assignment, as written on our syllabus, was to "illustrate a cool dream you once had." I don't really remember my dreams, but the few I do remember are usually underwater. This one, however, is the cruel vision of my teacher. The initial sketches showed a tiny figure portaging a ship, floating in the sky, across a desert. Deeming that imagery boring/uninteresting, my teacher insisted I move the whole thing underwater.

It's not a big deal, but it's not my vision. At all.

These beginning stages are so hard to get through; it looks like shit and I want to give up.

The last dream I had was...David Ellefson was my gardener. It's weird because I live in an apartment and would have absolutely no use for a gardener.

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A familiar face...

There was a nifty young flapper named Jane
While out walking was caught in the rain
She ran, nearly flew
But, her complexion did too
And she arrived home exceedingly plain

The beginning of my midterm. I know it's a bit hard at this stage (and with the cropping), but hopefully, you can recognize the pop culture reference. The colors are a big hint.

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IF - Time

I think what I fear most is Time.

The statue that provided the basis of this sketch can be found in St. Peter's Basilica, Rome.

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Oliver Twisted

We were assigned some character design work for class. This is my take on Oliver Twist.

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LIFE DRAWING BOO!

I was never really good at life drawing and I certainly don't enjoy it. Well, I guess I do some times. These are from sessions that we've held in the past month; pencil and one in ink.

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IF - Flawed

I can admit it.

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Something in the water

I am well aware that I have been posting WAY more than usual. But hey, I'm an art machine. It's like a love machine, but less satisfying.

Here's a retouch of my arms-and-hands-treasure-chest; not because I wanted to but because I was forced. I like how it turned out. Sometimes, it's good to be forced into doing things you don't want to do. I guess.

Name and little bit at the top from songs by Th' Legendary Shack Shakers; one of my favorite music groups. Southern gothic rock.

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Entry full o' hate

Fuck this thing. I hate sculpting.

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