
Friday, September 21, 2007
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Dodge City Gunslinger
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Karate Joe Says...
Crunch! Slap! Oomph!
Monday, September 17, 2007
Back Woods Chap
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Weekend Photos
I thought maybe on weekends, I might post a few photos if I have anything of interest. This weekend, my kids happen to be the topic.
"Where is Mom with those snacks?"
"C'mon sis, smile so he doesn't make us say cheese again!"
"After hours of trying to get the Daddy creature to respond to basic joystick commands, our hero nodded off."



Thursday, September 13, 2007
Clown Fire Squad

(On a side note, I was too lazy to find a new parchment paper, so yes I used my favorite again.)
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Ralph Kent 1939 - 2007

My greatest memory of Mr. Kent was a small one, but one that will never leave me. I was having a rough day at the studio, and he and I were outside sitting at the same small table. He listened quietly as I told him that I had just been informed I would not be picked up as a full time artist once my internship ended. I was really upset, and it seemed to me that my life was over. As I finished moaning, there was a long pause. Ralph looked at me as only a seasoned veteran can look at an inexperienced rookie. "Jeremy, you just can't give up" he said. "Time changes all situations. As long as you don't give up, and work your butt off... you will be fine."
Well Ralph, I never gave up.
I thank you for all that you were kind enough to give me, both in wisdom and in drawings announcing that my head was perfectly round like a Quaker Oats container. (above) Thank you for everything.
Click here and here for a good idea of what Ralph did as an artist.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Hot Cocoa and Snickerdoodles

Friday, September 07, 2007
Thursday, September 06, 2007
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Thursday, August 30, 2007
A Dark Evil Scary Man

This weeks topic was "Rasputin." I as usual just ran with it. I scribbled down a quick thought on my trusty Post-It pad (as shown so well in my last post) and scanned that sucker in. From there I drew the thing out in Photoshop. My thought process went something like this:
Ok... This guy is evil. I mean a real bastard. So bastardly that he even refuses to die. Wow, this guy refuses to die. That is pretty cool. Maybe he made some sort of deal with a higher evil power... and that is why he won't die. You know, a deal where he promises to serve the dark lord in return for eternal life. Hmm, and if he made this deal maybe he underwent a bit of a physical tranformation. After all, he now posseses dark power and dark power must be pretty nasty stuff. Perhaps he now has evil whisps trailing him wherever he goes... like a giant evil cloak. And the deeper ho goes into this dark world, the more whisps he gets. Gee Jeremy, that sounds like Spawn's cape. No no... this is entirely different. Ok. And at night, in his big empty mansion, the whisps come out to play. Hmm, maybe he also has a few painting hanging around the house that depict the ways people have tried to bump him off. Kindof sick, but he is a weirdo. Ok, that sounds good. And a fireplace lets me use orange. Sounds great.
And that is artistic process according to me.
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