Progression

No art today. Not that I can think of. Sorries.

So, recently, despite the heavy increase in my life's projects, I have been working hard to get started on my first comic. It's stressful, but very exciting! :) I've been drawing non-stop for weeks. I get together with Gwen for an an hour twice a week and we look at the drawings. But we're trying to set whole days aside to work it all out. Tough, but very fun!

Hopefully, it'll get started within the month.

Ride the wave in...

I finished the Surf board. All done. It looks amazing. I'm kind of blown away by it myself. I'd forgotten my knack for copying.


I should have taken more close ups. Some of my signature, some of the waves. It would have been cool. The reason it's so shiny is because I sprayed a lacquer coat on it. Hopefully, it hold up to water.

Sam loved it. I love it. It was worth all the work. It looks so amazing... I miss it.

Surf's up

Well, my art is in demand. Shortly after I finished that Tinkerbell, my friend came to me and asked me to paint his surfboard. With this:

So I've been drawing it on all day. And it looks pretty good!

Who needs Photoshop?

Not me, that's who. I used to need it. But I got painter one day and-- BAM! No more need for Photoshop. Painter works fine too. Now, Photoshop is fine too. I wouldn't complain if I had it, honestly. But I can do enough with painter that I no longer pine for photoshop. :)

For example, I have colored in the goddess I drew.

I'm pretty proud. I love the way her hair turned out. It makes me happy!

Rediscovering painting

I haven't painted in months. Months and months and months. Depressing, really. So when my roommate asked me to paint a giant Tinkerbell, I got pretty excited. And then she brought me this giant piece of canvas... I got more excited. And then I actually sat down and painted it. Very exciting! Let's watch:


The hair....

The eyes

Her dress...

Her wings

Her skin...

The outline.

Done! It took many hours. Many. And then I painted a giant banner that wished a four year old a happy birthday is pink letters.

Music is my inspiration

I drew this today. I was listening to Don't Cry Out and Chemistry of a Car Crash by Shiny Toy Guns and, as usual, a story popped into my head and this is the girl from the story. She has no name. It was more like a music video. Chemistry of a Car Crash would have been first in the story, followed by Don't Cry Out. She's totally a punk rock chick. With attitude and sarcasm oozing from every orifice. Way cool.
She gets egged during a party being held at his house, so she assumes it was him and actually massacre's his car with spray paint and eggs. They have a massive blow out of an argument in the parking lot. They end up in the principles office who insists they go to the counselor to work it all out and they learn some unfortunate things about each other and become something of friends. More like, they tolerate one another. End of Chemistry of a Car Crash!
Then he catches her staring during class and she freaks out. He kisses her in the corridor in school, when no one is around. But the next day at school he doesn't notice her at all and flirts with tons of other girls. She ends up flirting with a good friend of his and he sees her, gets angry and storms over there. He yells at his friend and pulls her away. They have an argument where she accuses him of being ashamed to admit to everyone he likes her. When he says nothing, she turns to leave. But he grabs her and, in front of everyone, kisses her passionately. End of Don't Cry Out.

And then I drew her out.

Gwen, a girl from my English class, thinks we should start a webcomic together. She'd help with the writing and editing my tangents and I'd do the drawing. I kind of hope we do it. ^_^

Sometimes being strange is good for me.

I made this happy thing. I suppose I mentioned something like this once... perhaps not. But, it was a project for my drawing class a few quarters ago. Only, the original was on a huge piece of paper and done in water color. And instead of clouds there was hair and-- Bah. I will show you.

There, see? Original. It's the best. :D But the new version rocks too!

I really enjoyed this though. Eisley inspired me. It just makes me think of something they might sing. Yeah...

Her hand looks a little small..

Like it? I do. Her name is Lor-Ryd. She's a goddess. She's super cool. I invented her and her life and her story. I wrote it for my class at school and it was amazing. The drawing turned out so perfectly and it was surprisingly simple to do.

Her hand is just a little too small... Just a little bit. But her dress-- oh, flawless! *dies*

When he falls, he flies

So, this one. I made a deal with a friend of mine, that I would draw him a picture if he would draw me one. He's an avid skydiver (he lives for it, he does) and asked if I could draw him skydiving. Not a problem! It was a pleasure! After I was through, my friend Trina said it made her want to go skydiving herself.

So... success?

I have discovered how it works... draw it, scan it, use magical toners

Behold! An hour of toning! Maybe more. I don't know... but my hand hurts! And I am satisfied.

Pumpkins

I carved pumkins this evening. It was really fun. I carved a very big one, and a very little one. One carving is pretty and the other is a cutie patootie. I love them both lots. They are my friends.

Cute bubby face

This is a Claddagh. Look it up.

All lit up!

Lovely!

Aren't they just the best? They sit on my porch looking cute.

The key to this experience, for me, was my disregard for my hands cleanliness. Not only did I make pretty good pumpkins, I had a dang good time about it! No grumpy me! I was all smiles!

Starting at the hands? I have never done that and succeeded!

Sorry for the lack of updates. I have just recently been able to draw again. I also just started up school again. Lots of work for me.

I did draw an incredibly cool sketch last sunday. I started out drawing a hand grasping a wrist, but it evolved into a woman shooting a gun at a man, who threw his arms up to protect his face so he took it in the arm. Considering my method of drawing it was different from my usual style and I used a pen, it turned out really well! I ended up giving it to my friend though; he really really liked it. I don't mind, I just wish I could have scanned it.

But now I can start getting some drawing again!

A whack to the head, and you lose it all

One of the most depressing things to happen to me, is when I am physically unable to draw. Whether it be I cannot bring myself into the needed postion, or I cannot tolerate the pain. When the barrier goes up, I am subject to its whim.

And I am trapped in a box of whim.

I have hurt my neck (a fall, and a knock to the soft part of my head), which has spiraled out of control and into my back and head. I can barely sit up, eat, and move my arms. Drawing, I tried on sunday. It was so uncomfortable for me, all me sketches were garbage. It was thoroughly depressing.

So, even though it seems to be time for something new here... I can't do much as of late. If you are more impatient than myself, then you shall surely die.

Poor death...

Tunnels and buildings

I feel inspired to do a painting. I have a huge canvas in my room and I couldn't think of what to paint. But I think I've got an idea now. It seems like a good one. I'm excited to start it.

But I refuse to start it until I finish the one I'm working on now. And I must finish my party. My mask. All that good stuff.

It will be a grand painting, though.

Little black book

Once, when I was younger than 16, my brother quoted some one who probably dead. He said, "An artist should cover 100 sheets of paper a day." Or something to that extent.

But it never left me. Now, I've never covered 100 sheets of paper in a day. I don't think.
I'm sure if I put 100 sheets of paper down in front of me and started to draw, it would get done.

A result of this statement was that I now always carry a small sketch book around with me. I can fill one up in 6 months if I take it to church every sunday. I can fill it up sooner if it goes everywhere. It's fulfilling. Ha ha, I'm funny..

On sunday I used up my last pages in one. It took me (you guessed it) 6 months to do, if not less. Possibly less. Probably less. But now I haven't got one. I need to buy some more.

What's great about these things, is they fit in every bag I have. The ones I use are hard bound and tiny tiny. They look like little black books. I draw in them as I see fit. The pages are a good size, the paper is a good texture, and nobody seems to know what they are, so they don't ask to see it. Unless they're snoopy. Snoopies always ask.

My brother uses one that is spiral bound and the paper has more width than height. Mine is bound in a book and has more height than width. We're a sight to be seen when we're sitting side by side drawing to our hearts content.

The point is, I take this with me to make sure I always draw. Because when I draw, I think. I pay attention to what's going on around me. I am inspired. So you may see a page in a book of a girl sitting with her hand on her chin, followed by a page covered with gloves, then dresses, then varied dresses, and finally a girl wearing one of said dresses and a pair of said gloves. I am inspired when I have a sketch book.

Feathers of a mask

This is a mask I've been working on. Yesterday I put all those feathers on it. I'm kind of stuck now though. I need to make the remaining bit on the nose and around the eyes black. I have black glitter I want to use. I want to put glue down and pour on the glitter. That'd be so cool. But I'm unsure how it will affect the feathers... I guess I just have to do it.

Just go do it! Rawr!

5 pages of pure love

I finally scanned in the 5 page poem comic I did for my mom for mother's day. I wrote the poem and then spent 3 full days drawing this out. It was so fulfilling.

And here they are! Click to see them larger.





They are pretty muhc unaltered from when I scanned them in. Yep yep.

Painting

I've been painting again. It's a blast! Acrylic is so fun! So much detail. So lovely. Rich colors. It's a good feeling.

I sketched out the picture first, and finally got to start painting on saturday night.

When it's finished, I'll take a picture and put it up here.

How I plan my scenes

Last night, I did some sketches for a very important scene in a story I'm working on. I would upload the sketches, but they are rather bloody therefore a bit disgusting. I still like them, but I also realized that there would be no survivors if there was that much-- erm, blood. So, I'll have to change that scene around. But it'll still be good! Oh yes! And it'll make so much more sense.

So basically, what I do is start sketching/doodling things from a scene. Sometimes it peoples faces or their hair or their hands. Usually, it's a good reference for me later. That's why I have a file box full of sketches. Good reference points.

A short piece is forming

So I was just in Utah this past week, chilling with my family, seeing my cousin marry Veronica, and all that good stuff. About 2 days before it was time to go home, I got very forlorn and bored with everything. I spent a good amount of time lying on the hotel bed and listening to music pour into ym iPod. At some point, one song made me think of a little story about a cab driver (most songs make me make up stories) and I ended up expanding it into a short piece. It's long enough, but short enough, that I could turn it into a 20 page comic. Woo hoo! I'm so excited!

BUT... today I hurt my hands. Tore holes in my poor fingers... So drawing is really hard. But I'll hopfully get it done!