Resident Stevil

Sad girl with Demon-shit in her hair.

I dunno. Maybe she's evil. Might have been inspired by one of my favorite comics, Street Angel, which I learned was made into a student film. And now I kinda want to see it.

Baconnaise

Great on your salad, in your bacon-basket.

Weird looking dude from a Brandon Graham comic. No, he doesn't have weird mutant hands, I just don't feel like drawing individual fingers.

Even More Radical Radzilla

Reganomics!

I like the snowboard design a lot. I thought about adding a douche-bag necklace or one of those jester hats, but Godzilla is radical, not an asshole. While Godzilla would totally "shred-it," he would still be polite to your girlfriend.

Spy Girl

With ineffectual leg bands.

Yeah, there's no reason behind the design on this one. I just wanted to include some pointless leg straps. I guess the mask started off as a Racer-X design, then I erased the design so it's just the visor; and she became a spy. Maybe she still races cars on the side.

We Want Mew Remix

More and more.

Cats on a poster for the roommate's store.

Slacker

Snoochies boochies.

February has been a dismal month for drawing things.

Trying Too Hard

Really wanted this to be another keen action shot for Tease. So of course it sucked.


Really, the harder I try the worse it gets.

What's Wrong With Me Now?

Apparently, everything.

So, let's look at what might be wrong with me now: Bone Cancer, The Bends, Space Parasites (of the butt), Gypsy Curse. My joints feel like they're going to explode. Which makes it very difficult to sit up and do any kind of work. Even with a steady infusion of dark chocolate and asprin. I would murder a box of kittens if only it would make this pain go away...

Ralph Machio Jumped the Shark

And he did it balancing on a log at the beach.

I'm so sick of M. Night Shamalahaan. I finally sat down and did some drawing tonight. This was the best thing that came out of it. It's been a while since I drew Tease. If only I could say I spent all night drawing, but really, I spent about 2 hours reorganizing my pictures. Because I'm obsessive-compulsive and don't like work.

God Hates Orange Crush

But Enjoys REM.

This is a terrible robot sketch. I'ts off-balance, poorly planned, unfinished and disproportionate. Though, I accept that after 10 days of being sick, I could do worse.

Robotos

Some robot shit.

And angry faces, aparently. Been super sick this week. And super busy with poster business.

It's gotten to the point where I could believe they don't actually have a poster to print. That I'm just being given assignments and changes. Or that I'm just imagining the revision emails I get, constantly. Like Rod Stewart is gonna step out from behind a curtain and start up: "We have here, the artist. Toiling feverishly to complete a work no one will ever see." Like it was all a big joke at my expense.

God I hope I'm just paranoid because I'm sick and tired and not because I've been forever soured toward working on graphic design projects.

Twisted

Working on pose perspective.

Nothing special.

Awesome Poster Idea

Clink Eastwood in:

Sure to sweep the academy awards.
It's the story of an old robot, who wants those darn kids to stay off his lawn. And slow down; this isn't a freeway!

We Want Mew

Working on yet another poster.

This time, hopefully, there will be fewer revisions.

Stumble Upon

Even guys in spandex fall down.

Sometimes.

I Suck

Pretty hard, apparently.

I spent about 2 hours separating the colors out on this poster, and as I was getting ready to send it off, realized I had left a typo in. It took like 30 seconds to fix in flash, but I'll probably watch another 4 episodes of The Office while I work on it.