Sunday, February 26, 2017

II.XXVI.XVII. The Pyromaniac (aka the Arsonist)



II.XXV.XVII. Death Molar


No, so far as I know there isn't a name for what's wrong with me. Also no, I do think I care.

Much.

See the original, inexplicable sketch below. I don't know what the various notes mean, but they'll undoubtedly turn up as drawings sooner or later. 

Stay tuned.


Friday, February 24, 2017

II.XXIV.XVII. The Tiny Prophet


So today I felt fairly terrible, but I worked like a good boy. Then I wanted to show a friend of mine something from my sketchbook via Skype and its elastic keeper-closer (which had lost all of it's elasticity) caught on my just-filled coffee cup overturning it, soaking me, and creating a splatter pattern on my carpet almost the exact size of a bath towel.

Then this happened.

I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

Thursday, February 23, 2017

II.XXIII.XVII. The Tempest


This goes out to the guy who wrote a long letter that I had to answer about how his order wasn't going to arrive on time, that it was being delayed, that every customer service rep he spoke to gave no help or conflicting information and why was he supposed to bother shopping with my company after all that anyway?

His order arrived on time, the day after his 2000 word freakout. Do you think he'll apologize to my company for his having been wrong in his judgment of us?

No, he will not.

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

II.XXII.XVII. The Ear


When I started drawing this morning, I had forgotten that NASA had a press conference today to announce a new discovery. As it turns out, a nearby star , TRAPPIST-1, has seven Earth-sized planets, three of which fall within the star's Goldilocks Zone, and all of which have the potential to have liquid water. I'm a little blown away.

So, in honor of this exciting discovery...

II.XXI.XVII. Freedom


It's possible this is a commentary on current events.

Monday, February 20, 2017

II.XX.XVII. The Butcher


So, my not-very-obvious intention was to play on the "butch" in butcher and put him in a leather biker jacket. So much for that. What a less than clever cleaver.

But there are plenty of bonus Audrey IIs though, so there's that.

Sunday, February 19, 2017

II.XIX.XVII. The City


This morning I wondered if I could cram 14 buildings into a cityscape in my playing card format.

Yup, I can.

Saturday, February 18, 2017

II.XVIII.XVII. The Siren


I tried to pick a random title to draw from my list of undrawn cards and landed on "The Sinner." While that's were I started, it's clearly not at all where I wound up.

Friday, February 17, 2017

II.XVII.XVII. The Yes-man


I ran across a sketch in my work journal today (below) and decided it would be today's drawing. Why or when I drew it, I have no idea. I played around with titles like "Malleable" and "Mutable" and "Adaptable," but decided on yes-man because who is more soft-headed than that kind of person really?

Not that I'm judging. Or bitter.


I also wrote "your fault" next to the guy. Whose fault? No clue.

Thursday, February 16, 2017

II.XVI.XVII. Want (aka The Magician)


Occasionally, what starts as one thing ends as another. The Muses had pretty much abandoned me tonight, but then I hit on the idea of Want as a hole through a person, through one's heart. Not terribly original, I know.

I had an old head I'd built a long time ago so I started with removing his eyes, then constructed the heart and his robe. Then realized he needed the suit icons from the Tarot.

Then I realized he was The Magician. Just like that.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

II.XV.XVII. Longing

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

II.XIV.XVII. The Valentine


People feel a lot of different ways about Valentine's Day. As an artist, the symbols are wonderful to employ in drawings. So I do.

Happy Valentine's Day everybody.

Monday, February 13, 2017

II.XIII.XVII. Creation


There's no place like home.

Sunday, February 12, 2017

II.XII.XVII. The Deterrent


BOOM. etc.

II.XI.XVII. Deception


There are a few ideas (such as the Three of Swords) I like to revisit from time to time. I drew the original sketch (below) for this Trojan Horse in September 2011 and again in April 2012

For this presentation, I chose to go with the masculine shape of a colt horse. For me, it gives the drawing a kind of life it hasn't had previously. But why draw this again? 

The truth is,  I like the wheels.


Friday, February 10, 2017

II.X.XVII. The Corporate Monstrosity

II.IX.XVII. The Inverted Snowman

II.VIII.XVII. The Tunnel

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

II.VII.XVII. The Spear King


A surprising number of my drawings are inspired by typographical errors, and this one falls into that category. On my internet wanderings, I ran across this: "Does this spearking support Apple's AirPlay?" I don't remember what kind of speaker it was about which the question was asked, I just remember the image it sparked in my mind:


Monday, February 6, 2017

II.VI.XVII. Suicide Watch


Sometimes my brain makes a visual play on words that I can't resist. The above started life as another workplace sketch (below), one I decided I ought not publish there. Every now and again, my censor errs on the side of caution. On my time though, anything goes.


Sunday, February 5, 2017

II.V.XVII. The Shepherd


As I've probably mentioned, I doodle cartoons at work on 3x5 note cards based on things my coworkers have said that I've found amusing and that sparked an image in my mind. Well, these cards have also turned out to be handy for dashing off quick unrelated ideas as well.

That was the origin of the fellow above, basically a mitered figure with five eyes and a bit of a scowl (see below). Everything else was an embellishment to finish the drawing for this presentation.


Saturday, February 4, 2017

II.IV.XVII. Identity Collapse


So, I read somewhere if you want to learn something new, do an internet search for any two words. I chose "Identity Collapse." It was the first pair of words that leapt to mind. I was expecting some kind of weird and cruel mental syndrome, but apparently it's a band.

Moving on.

Friday, February 3, 2017

II.III.XVII. Condemnation


When I flip someone off, it's an expression of anger. I'm wholly intending to express displeasure, frustration, and even fury with the recipient. It's a very in-the-moment gesture.

But if I give someone a thumbs-down? That's not indicative of anger at all. I'm sitting in judgment.

Thursday, February 2, 2017

II.II.XVII. Page of Roses


I drew the original for the Page of Roses some time ago in two versions, with shadow and without. Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow this year (the little weasel), so this redraw includes this feature.

I'm not sure how I feel about six more weeks of winter, but there you go I guess. Maybe a little global warming will cause Spring to arrive earlier than expected.

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

II.I.XVII. Rain


Rain, rain, go away
Come again some other day...

Also, every dark cloud has a silver lining.

Thirdly, water is not a solvent for what I'm made of. Who needs an umbrella?

Lastly, I'm all caught up with the backfilling of artwork to my blog. Hurrah.

I.XXX.XVII. The Idiot


Even though I own one, I consider cellphones to be the worst invention in human history. They are the ultimate expression of self-involvement and disrespect. They have made people in our society even more immediate gratification focused and often downright rude. I have rules about how I interact with people and their phones: if we're talking and you touch your phone, we're done. I'll probably just walk away from you right then.

I could write a long history about how I think that Sony's Walkman put us on a bad track beginning in the early 1980s and all of the subsequent slides in personal interactions since then, but I won't belabor the point...for now. This illustration isn't a wish by any means, but is intended to represent the lapse in good judgment and reality too many people display by being "connected" to a device instead of other real-life people.

I.XXIX.XVII. The Lotus


I had both "The Lotus" and "The Lilypad" on my list of illustrations and I knew I wanted a frog for the figure.

On publishing this drawing on Facebook, my lifelong friend Lily christened the frog "Lola." So she shall be forever.

I.XXVIII.XVII. The Docent


Sometimes I just like a word. I had no idea what a "docent" was, but somehow it made it onto my card list. And now it's made it into my blog.

I.XXVII.XVII. Indulgence


I'm hungry.

I.XXVI.XVII. Moderation.


This drawing doesn't represent moderation in any form at all really. Maybe that's the point. 

Even so, I'm quite fond of this illustration and that I could rise to the challenges it took to complete.

I.XXV.XVII. The Great Soul


This drawing started life as another misread casino game. "Prowling Panther" was read as "Prowling Manther," which all by itself is pretty stupid.

I'm constantly surprised how complex constructions like faces can often be reduced to simple shapes: a circle and a hexagon make the face of a big cat. Since figures in cards for my Spinoolean Tarot projects do not have eyes, I gave this one spectacles. Mostly it's because when I removed the eyes, the face lost all of it's character. The glasses made my "manther" look like Gandhi to me though, and since "Mahatma" basically means "great soul," well...

This is probably my favorite drawing of January. It has all of the attributes for which I strive.

I.XXIV.XVII. Kyle of the Nile


I went to a casino on my vacation recently and misread the title of one of the slot machines, "King of the Nile," as "Kyle of the Nile." It instantly conjured an image, so here it is.

I don't think there's a way to work this into the suit of Ankhs from the Noo Spinoolean Tarot, but one never knows.

I.XXIII.XVII. Traditional Values


I've heard it said recently that the great divide in the United States isn't down political party lines so much as between city denizens and those who live outside of them. While I don't think it's as clear-cut as that, I think it's an astute observation.

For better or worse, I think the mentality represented in this drawing is what is muscling the direction this country is headed. It's based on anger and fear and therefore irrational. I'm scared almost to death.

I.XXII.XVII. The Memorial


I'm really not happy with this one at all. It is both trite and obvious. It's on the list for revisions.

I.XX.XVII. The Lightning Trick


My friend Aaron did a lot of work in theater through his education, including set design. One day, he was telling me about an interesting gimmick he used in lighting a set that, at the right moment, would change the color of an actress' gown from one color to another without changing the perceptible light viewed by the audience. He referred to it as a "lighting trick," but slipped and said "lightning."

This was among the first work cartoons I ever drew and remains among my favorites.

I.XIX.XVII. The Physicist


I recently read Einstein by Walter Isaacson. It was an excellent book and gave great insight into both the man and his incredible mind. It was enlightening in many, many ways. I recommend it highly.

I.XVIII.XVII. Marriage


I wanted to make the figures androgynous so that all combinations of couples could be inferred, but it was a challenge I don't think I won as decisively as I'd hoped. 

Oh, well. That's what revisions are for.

I.XVII.XVII. Vanity


I originally drew the mirror frame for the Noo Spinoolean Tarot as a trump, but it was just a frame with no reflection. The sunflower was a lot of fun to draw and turned out splendidly. It's nice to see this drawing -- started in April 2013 -- finished at last.

I.XVI.XVII. The Wasp


I have a hard time with extreme points of view. Most people I know will be surprised to find that I'm fairly easy to get along with politically and religiously. I just have a low tolerance for views where it's okay to impinge upon the rights of others or which express one person or group being superior to others.

The Wasp (or WASP, if you will) is intended to express the extreme and predatory nature of such beliefs. This drawing makes me uncomfortable in all honesty. since I do not like what it represents, I'm not all that fond of it.

I.XV.XVII. The Liar


This drawing represents the first time I've been satisfied with the flames I've drawn. Other than that, I think this one is pretty straightforward.

I.XIV.XVII. The Rat's Ass


Quite some time ago, I took to drawing cartoons at work. It was another project of sorts, but more something to make my job fun and relevant for me in ways that it usually wasn't. Basically, if one of my coworkers said something that sparked an image in my head, I would draw a quick and dirty cartoon of it on a 3x5 card with a Sharpie and hand it to them. I found out after doing them for a while that my cartoons were quite popular with my team, and even sought after. I was floored...and not a little flattered.

"The Rat's Ass" had it's origin at my office. My friend Aaron quite often said he couldn't give one, so I drew him one so he could.