Justify My Love

I don't want to disrespect him, but actually this kid has alot of gas.

I guess this guy would have been street in the 80's. He kind of looks like young Madonna spat all over him.

Please Hammer Don't Slay 'Em

Had a dream where Buffy starred Kristin Bell and Alan Rickman. I didn't really notice a huge difference but i'm sure this would please many, many people.

Oh Edward!...

Those friendships will never die because they hunger for THE FLESH OF THE LIVING!

On an off note, after stalking through your friends list

"Oh here she comes
Watch out boy shell chew you up
Oh here she comes
Shes a maneater".

Go Go! SUVTron!

"You excited for the new Transformers movie?"?

"I was"

"You were?"

"Yeah, in 1984".

I bawled my eyes out watching that movie. Watching all your childhood heroes get slowly killed off and then who gets the Matrix of Leadership? That douchebag, Hot Rod! Anyways, that story had such a huge impact on me that I fully expect the new one to be a huge pile of dog crap; but a SHINY huge pile of dog crap. I've seen the trailers and even the game trailers and the camerawork and setups look absolutely crazy.

At work, it's getting really intense. I've been grinding really, really hard but somehow I don't think i've been making the impact I should be. So it's time to transform into full robot battle mode and beat down some deceptacon trash.

Soupir.

That's all I got.

Unspeakable Horrors

I held out for a long time but in the end I decided to join facebook. You see, facebook is like a zombie outbreak. You start by hearing vague little things about it on the news, you maybe notice that a one or two people are missing from where they should be. Then it starts to close in, people start acting strangely. Compulsively. They're talking all about it with nervous laughter but it doesn't seem right. Then in an instant they're all over you. At your house, your workplace, your favourite bar they are crawling through the windows and the mail slots. They are your best friends, your co-workers, your mothers and brothers and sisters. They are coming at you mindlessly flailing and hungry for you to join their cause, And as you look at them, you start to realize that they're barely the people you once knew. You can fight, you can run, you can lock your doors; but they will keep coming, and coming, and coming.

Then they get to you. The darkness rushes over... and suddenly it's not so bad, you don't mind being a zombie... hell, you might even like being a zombie and you start stumbling around trying to infect all your friends and loved ones with your newfound hobby.

Facebook. Tasty Human Flesh.

You see?

Anyways, I bit Joey on the shoulder today. Sorry man, just join facebook already.

Party Like It's 1997?

What is incredible, is that she managed to hold on to this drawing for so long. Here's a ten-year-old drawing complete with totally goofy ass signature and somewhat questionable pencil crayon choices:



Mad love to Karyn for keeping and scanning this wild sexxx tiger. I'd thought she was lost, but now the Floam Ranger and Radiation Man are back in action!

La Poste de Jeudi

The other Dan, or Big Jr. as I call him, is really devoted to his mom. Enough that we're apt to draw certain conclusions when he mentions that he's skipping out to go shopping with his mams. Young man, thanks for putting up with all this sophmoric crap from a bunch of jackals who are relatively older than you.



As you can see, I was doodling in ballpoint today which I actually don't really do much of. Here's a few post warmup scribbles.

Wear Protection

Hanging out with women is often times far more interesting because they let you know that they're carrying knives.

High Tea

MOO-HAHAHAHAHAHAA!!! Erica-May and I have created A MONSTER!!!! (Two beautiful individual monsters).

Long Island Fishbowl

Went on the nowweeklysketchgettogetherthankgoditsfriday- needadrinkbutstillwanttobesortaproductivemaybe today. It could use a catchier name, but maybe not something horribly cheesy or overused like Lead Poet's Society (stolen from Skottie Young), The Fellowship of the Sketch or Sketchfast Club. Actually I like that last one. Sometimes I go to these things and I get more socializing and relaxing done than passable artwork, but sometimes it goes pretty well and i've got something to show:


hammer, snowman, totally gay, high-speed car chase, rock concert


lovelorn, moose, office, gardening, thong

AND

pigsty, lifeguard, Quinn's brain, blasé, leaping

Also, Emmett, Suzanne and Quinn came along for the first time and I have some of Quinn's.

I should note for the squeamish that before Quinn and I showed up, there were a lot of sex organs being drawn. And even a nice fat Prince Albert piercing, or as I fondly refer to it: A !@#$%ING PIECE OF METAL THROUGH YOUR !@#$%ING WOOWOO. I'm pretty sure that should be credited as a group effort. So yeah if you don't like that sort of thing don't click the first one.

Hey, nice use of red, Dudeboss!

100 Bettas (-94)

meh

I Survived CSS

I want to have CSS' babies.

The Three Brothers

I really was!

I like to think a little ahead of my sketches and try to visualize what i'm drawing as a whole and break it down and compartmentalize it. As I practice that, it becomes a little easier to use things like varying line weights because you have an idea of where you're going to apply it. I think it's getting to be second nature of having some organic phatter lines and then tightening up the details with some more precise tips. It works pretty well with some of the figures in my imagination but i'm trying to apply it to things other than people, although I still have a ways to go:

Drawing is my Hot, Hot Sex! (but music is pretty good too)

There's an off-chance i'll be able to go to the CSS show tomorrow. As i'm not really a concert-goer, I'm kind of overly hyper about it.

Deceptacon!

I hearts that song so here's some Le Tigre/Bikini Kill frontwoman Kathleen Hanna lovin':



I also wanted to point out that Karen totally did scan in a picture of my new haircut and not only that she even coloured it! RAHHHH!!! Too awesome for words! Anyways it's here, a couple of posts back.

I had a really good time seeing Mandy again over the weekend. I'm really going to miss that girl. I was joking that since she's been gone i've been nearly completely sober. But it's true, now that she's away I need somebody to step up and grasp that baton of inebriation!

The Kill, Kill, Kills!

Damn, I was just trying to come up with a cool band name. But I guess "The Kills" has already been taken. Fortunately, they're actually pretty awesome. So I guess this is fanart then?



There's alot of photoshop foolery here, but it's fun to play around. Mostly though, i've been starting to concentrate on drawing a lot of inorganic things since I have a habit of drawing mostly human forms.

Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

I cut my hair again. I now have the mohawk I always wanted.

Perhaps i'm being self-conscious but the downside is that I find that people give me very dirty glances as I stroll past and are downright suspiciouswhen I enter their establishments. It's a little disappointing in terms of the human spirit since i'm no less of the asshole I was back when I had a few more hairs on the side and a few less up top; they treated me pretty well back then.

On the plus side, i've gotten some ego-stroking out of my ridiculously talented co-workers whom I've forced into producing portraits of yours truly with sweatshop efficiency.



I've never been quite as splendidly cute or pinstripey as Laura has been nice enough to draw out; nor am I as rugged and manly as the other Dan suggests. Karen has drawn one too, whose handsome and charming likeness, she could (of course) not bear to part with mwahahahaha; but she claims she'll scan and send it to me so that it might also reside in this veritable hall of fame. AND IT IS AWESOME!!!

This could be a self-aggrandizing meme: I charge you O people of the world, draw me in all my hair shorn glory!

Oddly enough, while leafing through my sketchbook I came across this ink test I did sometime late last year.



Despite the fact that I wasn't drawing a self-portrait and the crazy goth lips notwithstanding,... I find it strangely prescient.

Anyways I'm crazy and outrageous with excitement since Mandy is coming to visit tomorrow with Diana. I'm a little sad because it'll probably be the last time I see her before she opens up an awesome new chapter of life in the Eire. Also Happy Dave and Maki's Anniversary (oh and also your birthday) to Hallis; sorry I didn't make it out to the pub tonight since i'm mashed from this week but I'm sure you're having a capital time. Hope you manage to be upright and hangover free for ze wedding.