Finally getting to post. My monkey.

I have more work to do, more papers to write, but heck with it. I've been doing the blog thing just regularly enough to seriously feel weird when I can't throw something up. This week has been hectic to say the least. Been working on Art of Illustration stuff almost exclusively. So close to being able to put it up on here. So close. Unfortunately last time I screwed thigns up when I put the unproofed poster up, and with other problems, submission chaos ensued. It's amazing that we have still held our heads above water, and have almost pulled this thing off.

For now though I'll post my 12 Monkeys DVD cover final for black and white (Two color print on distressed/stained paper). This one got seriously  put off until the last minute as I hadn't gotten to even start the final until after comicbook class tuesday, at 9:30. I'm so very, very ready for spring break. Sadly enough teachers have buckled me down enough that I don't think any personal projects will be coming. All papers and such.

Anyway, click to view the comps from the previous post.

It feels so good to submit something on here again. I feel relief or something. Weird kind of drug, this blogger.

Comic Cover Still Continuing Part Duex.

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Got a better picture in this light, especially since the liquin has settled down a bit. The monster doesn't have teeth yet. Which are the main selling concept of him. Think snake teeth, and shark teeth combined. Nothing has changed since the previous picture. Gonna start popping out the figures tonight.

Just plugging away at it, pushing, pulling, ruining... adding red like a crazy man. NOt really sure where I'm going with it yet. Which is probably bad.

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Was still in the mood to paint a bit after washing comicbook cover with red, so I can paint tomorrow morning. These scenery things... they are tough. About an hours worth of speedpaint.

I'll get more adventurous with my perspective one of these days.

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Blegh. 

You know the guy with the golden touch? Well this weekend my touch wasn't golden. It was poop. Whatever I touched turned to poop. Also, my oils are shot. Namely my white which was pretty crappy to begin with. 

How long do oils last? These are going on 3 years old, and I really want to paint with oils, but I can't afford to go put down the change for a new set. A new tube of white... yes... but these things are being fussy. Need some crappy new brushes as well. 

Again. Blegh. Did a sketch page too. It's one of many. But I won't show the others. Kind of embarrassing haha.

On the upside: The new episode of dollhouse was awesome and my faith in Joss Whedon has been restored. Shame the poor fella is battling Firefly fans on this one. It's an impossible fight.  

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Manley Parkins was never so happy to see another face. It had been a grueling two weeks on that little keg, in the middle of the ocean. Everyday he liked to count the splinters he had received from his little barrel friend. Until one day he saw not one face, but two. Two beautiful mermaids offered him salvation. They offered him help. They offered him gratuitous sexual relations. And although he had no idea how that worked with mermaids he gladly accepted. It had been two months since his plane went down, a week after he took the pilots job, to fly beer oversees. Two months since he had seen another soul.

It's a real shame as Manley Parkins was a good pilot. It was really a shame that he tasted as good as he did, and in the end, it was a really real shame he never did get... to touch those breasts. Cause that is what he wanted most of all.

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Alittle thing for another blog some friends just started. They put a bunch of words in a hat and this weeks words were "Keg" and "S.O.S" I've never sketched so much in my life. 

Check out their blog to see what the others came up with: http://sketchdeath.blogspot.com

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In Dashwater some say there is a cabin. A cabin without windows or a real entrance. Just a dock with a door. Some would say this is where Tabitha Olsena lives, deep in the woods miles and miles from civilization. Some would say she has been there for over 200 years in darkness with herself only to entertain. Some say it's abandoned. But no one has ever found this small place where the firs part and the shine shines in the early mornings, and the small cabin with the dock.

I can't sleep. So I did a speedie. It's late, woohoo poor writing. 

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Another cheat post for sketch-a-day. They are what I did for a full day, and while I did a little prelim doodle, I'd rather show these. The two spots are both based on two articles, out of a possible six that were given to us for a Styles and Concepts. Cranked em out in a day because I thought we had a whole nother week to finish, but was unfortunately mistaken. I couldn't help but lean towards the people based ones. In the end they are meant to be viewed at a meager 5x5 inches.

Numero uno is Jesse James. The article this one was based on only his life and when he was born. Did a fair bit of research and came up mostly empty handed as far as actual fact. So I took queues from "The assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford", which I have never seen but googled. Made sure to get the pistols correct, as I knew the teacher, Benton Mahan, would keep a sharp eye out. I really need to stop sticking multiple arms on people, but I couldn't pass up a six armed man shooting six shooters.

The second one here was based on Aaron Burr. I only drew off of one portrait for clothing, and just let this one go. The split thing was a really sudden change to my original, straight forward two-face idea. He was a supposed traitor to the U.S. and will always be looked at as one. So I focused on that "back-stabbing" mentality, and the false face of politician. If I could change one thing... that crown would have lined up with where the two portraiture ovals meet.