Sunday, May 29, 2011

Hitchhikers Guide To Not Picking Up Hitchhikers




Don't?

I swear, I felt like I was in the first 20 minutes of a low budget slasher movie.

It even had dialog like " Oh, come on! He's, like, old and he's probably going to church, he's harmless"

...people tend to toy with my sometimes extreme sense of rationale. But if I'm in the passenger seat, I have the right to express it, it's part of the benefits along with the leg room.

Don't get me wrong, dude looked friendly as fuck, but that doesn't mean I have to test the odds, no matter how much of an offbeat limp was apparent.

Not gonna turn a blind eye to no glass eye, you see?

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Babylon & On & On...

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Yes, I actually do think this is funny :)

Thanks for reading!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

But We Talkin' about Practice, Man. C'mon...Practice?...Practice Man...

I was gonna run through some religious and mythological interpretations on this blog, but then I decided to draw a half naked woman. Figures, but hey, it's all practice, amirite?

I'm getting into this springtime artistic mode where I wanna draw a little of everything. I just tinker too damn much rather than move on to the next one but that's what I was saying about learning a new program.

The search for consistent consistency constantly consists of patience and tenacity. And no, I don't think that made sense either.


Toodles.

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Buddha Buddies

A name of a faux restaurant a friend and I wanted to faux start up. Faux real, though. And back in school I came up with a brilliant ninja themed restaurant idea, complete with menu, called the Shinobi restaurant. Dude stole my menu.

But I'm not mad, though. It was very well done for a third grader whose other side project at the time was creating a diorama of my bedroom out of play-doh, complete with a Sega Genesis and a collection of videogame cartridges with their cases(!) in front of a gloriously remade 14inch tube tv with an etched-in Street Fighter screen.

And no, I never wore glasses or got wedgied.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Scanner Barkley









I feel like posting song lyrics. Nah, I'll just sing them whilst I bop my head to the audaciousness. And yes, I like leaving my corrections on page rather than erasing them as if this is a normal conversation and not a written blog...I don't feel like blogging for some reason, yet I clearly logged on...




Okay I'll just talk about pencils. I didn't realize how much I missed drawing with them, rather than prisma inking and PSing it up. It's too bad my scanner is a bit of a tosser, it's no good at picking up the subtle lines.


Now because I said tosser, I'm thinking of Wayne Rooney? That's it, I'm done.

Monday, May 16, 2011

2 for 1 Deadpan Delivery


I've seen a steady, creepy trend going on with advertising, pertaining to the dearly departed. There are simply way too many of them lately, and frankly the approach is a little cold hearted. Does a working stiff really need to be reminded where da caskets at 3 times a day? It's killing me, the kind of humour they try to suffocate us with.

I need morbid curiosity like I need a hole in the ground. These tongue and cheek ads need to be dead and buried, never to be resuscitated again. It's like I'm drowning in these things with their heart stopping callousness.

I realize promotional integrity took a swan dive off the golden gate bridge years ago, but FFS can I live without being stabbed in the brain at least for a month?

I'm dying to hear what you all think 555-pro-life, give us a call