Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Jacking lumber since 2008

Don’t anybody sing the lumberjack song. Don't you dare. This is a little something from some freelance work I’ve been doing, “The Physics of Animation”. It’s mostly been diagrams up to this point but we’re starting a chapter now that requires a lot of character work, which is awesome for me. This illustration is to show balance. I needed to do a front and side view of a character in a balanced pose and then a front and side view of an unbalanced pose similar to the first one. The character had to be top heavy and have small feet to emphasize the out-of-balance pose. I chose to draw a lumberjack since I’ve been wanting to do one for a while and he fit the description. I originally had him posing with his ax but I had to change it because adding another mass would have complicated the physics being explained so I opted for the same pose, but with him holding his suspenders instead.

I need to get out and work in my sketchbook soon. I've been in a wierd funk lately and the little I've done outside of work isn't worth scanning, let alone posting online.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

I'm a winner!

I just updated yonder portfolio. FYI.

I wish I had more work to show but I've had the misfortune of being ill for the greater part of the last week. How I managed to catch a freak head cold in the dead center of summer is beyond me. It's like I found the only cold bug in the entire Bay Area that survived the end of Spring... like I won some kind of sick lottery. Anyway, that's done. Back to our regularly scheduled programming.


Above: I did these 2 pages over two weeks ago. The ones on the right side were done at a food court in a mall while I escaped a heat wave. I need to start drawing people in areas where they're more active. Like the park, or something.

Above: I was invaded by bees when I drew the messy hillside so I wound up rushing through the values and it looks kinda crap. Some old, swaggering drunk biker dude came out of an honest-to-gawd saloon and started hitting on me when I was drawing the motorcycle. I promptly relocated. And I drew that little, elderly Asian woman when she was entering the "Jurassic 'Fight Club' Sweepstakes" at a movie theater. It seemed really out of character... actually, I don't think she knew what she was entering.

My friend, Ellen, is the one in color. This new sketchbook loves soft pastels so I think I'm going to start doing more color sketches.

Monday, July 14, 2008

To the Necropolis!

Okay, new sketchbook. Hey. I've actually had this particular book for, like, two years now and just didn't draw in it. It's a Fabriano Artist's Journal, like so:

It's pretty cool but I'm totally homesick for my old, brown, recycled-paper sketchbook. This new guy does not accept wet media very well. Uh uh, havin' none of that. And I'm all about wet media! Dammit. But it is forcing me to try new things and I'm excited to see what happens when I get to the darker papers. One pro about the new guy: he's about 25% the size of my last one so I fill the pages faster and feel more productive. Oh yeah, he seems to like markers a lot. That's cool, too.

Above: Some people I drew in a mall food court last week. We had a heat wave and I was in serious need of some air conditioning. The mom of that baby I drew totally turned around and glared at me when her friend noticed I was staring.

Below: I visited Colma, the week before last, and drew in the Italian Cemetery. Colma is a bona fide necropolis... the population of the dead there outnumbers the population of the living and there are graveyards all over the place. I found hella graves with "DeVincenzi" on them... yay, Jack! Holy crap it was cold out for a midsummer's day, though!


This is completely random but... every time I hear the bridge to "Lips Like Sugar" by Echo & The Bunnymen, it's like system paralysis. It's so damn good.

Monday, June 30, 2008

Breaking Up Is Hard To Do

I broke up with my sketchbook today. I just felt that we had reached a point where we weren’t moving forward anymore and that maybe I might want to meet new sketchbooks. In short, we were done. It fills me with sadness to know that we’ve reached the end and I won’t be seeing him quite so often anymore. We parted on good terms, however, and although I can always visit, it won’t be the same. Ah well. It was good while it lasted and we’ll always have Paris.

I can’t believe I finally finished that damned book. A year and one month later, to the day! It was the sketchbook I took to Paris. It was the sketchbook for my last year of college. It was the sketchbook I've spent the most time in out of all the other sketchbooks I've ever owned. I don’t know how most artists feel about their sketchbooks but I get really emotionally attached to mine and although it’ll be nice to start a new chapter, I kinda just wanna keep working in my old sketchbook. It’s been so good to me. The binding is just about shot and the edges are all worn and there are grease stains on the covers. Now I have to break in a new book. Here are the last two pages I did:



I sent out thank you cards for my graduation, finally. I did drawings in each one of them, all in different media and here's one of them. It’s my new iPod (Johnny Five) I used most my graduation money on:


Here are just a handfull of photos I took at San Francisco's Gay Pride Parade. Holy crap, I took so many pictures!








We went to Mel's Diner after the parade and I wound up drawing on my placemat since I wasn't hungry. I thought the drawings were sort of charming so here're those.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Jack Scrap Fever


I did some major spring cleaning last week and had to wade through piles of paperwork and scrap papers with doodles on them. Here are some totally random doodles (mostly Jack) found here and there that I kinda like. Some of these are quite recent, some are quite NOT, and some are damn-dude-hella-old, explaining the discrepancy in style. There's a rare, unbearably adorable drawing of young Jacqueline in the second collage. There are a few bald Jacks because sometimes I just like drawing facial expressions and didn't even bother to finish the drawing with hair or shoulders. And then we've got some quick gestures done from imagination, usually in the margins of notes or something... those doodles are just random girls, not necessarily Jack. I've got a bunch of Warren drawings too (though not quite so many as Jack) but I thought I'd limit this post to gals, for starters.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

My New Apparatus



So I've been fishing for an idea for a short story for the past week or so. I found one in a porch lamp(?)/heater(?)/thing at a Mexican restaraunt yesterday over lunch. "My New Apparatus".

Sketchbook stuffs. I just realized I only have 2 pages left in this book and the parting will be bittersweet. This is the same sketchbook I took with me to Paris a year ago and it's been great having it with me everywhere all year, even if I did feel like, "Hey, shouldn't you have finished this thing like 7 months ago or whatever?" Every time I finish a new sketchbook I think, "You should probably try something totally different this time around," and then I go out and get the same brown sketchbook at Utrecht. It's almost involuntary, at this point. I love the way it accepts media and that it forces me to do finished-ish drawings. Also, I hate staring at glaring white paper when I'm drawing.

I couldn't have asked for a better sketchbook, Brownie. If my next is better, it's because of you.