I guess this is a sketch blog now...

A kitsune and my version of a cyclops. The cyclops eats souls.

Sketchy Sketch...

Oh hai! Besides discovering the wonders of paintball and socializing feral country kittens, I doodle stuff for Moonbot Sketch Tuesdays. I usually forget about this weekly event and submit a drawing like this-

But now I've decided that I will design a character for Sketch Tuesday each week. Meet Dillon-the first pancake!


So if you don't see a character here each week, then check out the moonblog and I should be there! If not then I've been a delinquent that week. Also here's a WIP-

This creature is known as a Dram, and is one that exists within dreams. They attempt to reflect the dreamer's psyche and take the form of a person the dreamer knows. Considering how fuzzy/vague our dreams can be, they usually have a form akin to this. I'll explain more about them when the painting's done.

fragments

There's bits and pieces here and there, things I've meant to post... I've looked back into this folder I have at work, titled NOT WORK D (I'm guessing the D was a typo that I liked too much to fix) and found things I've always intended to finish and post here.



For a while I was gonna make a comic about how Mimi The Birdgirl discovers an egg in her bed and is introduced to the awkward world of bird puberty. That's her dad cooking breakfast in the bottom panel, he's making omelettes. That's at least three kinds of awkward. But either way it would've been a pretty funny story about growing up, right? :P


Greetings from IDIOT FESTIVAL!


My design of a friend's character. His name's Tippin and he needs to find a home on the ground cause he can't fly. Ghost shadow is irrelevant.

This is Ruth, one of the first Lost Saints of Skellopia. Her sacrifices led to great progress in controversial but useful medical mycology.

I forget who this is. She apparently has magical designs on her armor which gives her the abilities of her fallen enemies. So the eye on her sword mimics the eye of a creature which is clairvoyant. Also she's too good for normal human feet.


:3

If you pretend it's a unicorn then it's not so creepy!

I like doodling in a little online art program that's about as high tech as ms paint... ( wait a minute, I haven't used that in a decade, it's prolly evolved since then... ) or as much as facebook's graffiti application, and so on! Either way the reason I'm posting this is because while I made this, I had an epiphany-

This is one painting in the finite amount of paintings I will create in my lifetime. This somehow made everything more precious to me, past and future drawings. It's kind of funny saying that, because I know I've drawn some things I consider sophomoric or highly flammable. Hell, most of what I've made would be figure drawing exercises, and I don't care what happens to those since they've already served their purpose. If I could imagine all the drawings of my life piled together, the bulk of it would definitely be a babble of imagery like this.

Still, I can't deny that these are all thoughts which I intentionally projected into the realm I know as reality. Maybe I am creating a mirror for my mind, something to look back into. These are all my mirrors, the reflective little footprints of my life that are free to be found by others or lost forever.

I guess this one reflects the fact that I like long hair, nudity, and giant fuzzy insects. Now that I think of it, I've been considering a pet tarantula lately...

Harpies?

:> Doing some more personal paintings in my spare time at work. Nothing much besides more feminine and monstrous elements. This may be related to a pseudo-fantasy premise involving the root of human mythologies. I'm basically cobbling together what interests me right now into a story- lovecraftian lore, symbolism in myth, environment as character, and of course horror...
I really just want to create some organic story telling exercise with this one- placing elements here and there then weaving a pattern from them, while making some interesting character studies along the way.
I want what's encountered in these stories to feel mythical, but evocative of the present as well. Myths are timeless, after all. Perhaps my characters are just experiencing the brevity of their humanity in juxtaposition to this. Either way I want this imagery to feel familiar to the point that you think you know of this, you've heard of this, and could draw conclusions from it. So this painting could be of a harpy from greek mythology or the objectification of other human beings or a personal memory. And now I'm just rambling about the elasticity of symbolism. Or how things could get lost in translation. I think there's a word for the type of symbolism which has no intended meaning by the author but made for audience to draw conclusions in a sort of free style manner.

Either way, I don't remember it and now I'm rambling. But hey, I'm posting again! :D

Wow

I've been busy!
I've also been doing lots of work for Moonbot, not lots of stuff I can post here. Sorry. :<

Here, have a naked lady and some monsters!


Sorry that I can't think of anything else to say. Gotta go carpe some diam anyways.

Seeya laters!

Hahaha, what? Of course I update!

Oh, hi there!

Been a bit busy again this month. Had a Senior thesis show, graduated, got a job, back in Texas but moving to Louisiana, getting a car, etc. Anyways here's more art blurbing until I can figure what else I can post on here, since I don't think I'll be doing any digital paintings for a week or two (don't have the Ringling labs anymore! ;_; )

Anyways, here's more story development from my thesis showcasing one of my favorite monsters, Corpsichord.



When Elle first wanders through her old destroyed home, she encounters Corpsichord. Corpsichord is a sort of sentient junk beast that wanders through wreckage and collects objects/tools/knicknacks and absorbs them into his body. He's your basic pile o' junk monster, but he becomes more involved with the story as I develop it. After Elle's first violent encounter with Corpsichord she insists on hunting him down and destroying him, as revenge for her destroyed home. Elle's fighting to literally pick up the pieces of her past when it comes to Corpsichord.

Funny thing, Corpsichord was actually made for the game 'Monsters and Other Childish Things', but since I never got around to playing it I made him a part of Elle's story. I'm so glad he didn't get thrown away like half the junk he's made of.


Also, I got a job at MOONBOT STUDIOS <3 <3 <3

Anyways, I'm off to get more things done!