Thursday, October 28, 2010

Pike Street Brewery

Sketches from an afternoon at the Market in Seattle back in August. That was the weirdest afternoon, and by weird I mean insanely great.

Often, drawing on the street is an exercise in frustration at where my abilities are at and how far I have to go. That afternoon though, something clicked in my head. Something about focusing that hard made the experience start to take on a life of its own. I remember walking down the street afterward and almost feeling like my consciousness had been altered, like the way people sometimes describe being on hallucinogens. The world had become hyper-real and I wanted to draw everything and everyone. Everyone I passed on the street, interesting details of their facial features were jumping out at me. Everything mundane suddenly looked miraculous and I had an all-too-brief experience of the wonder of creation. I know it sounds weird and cornball, but it was actually how I felt.

I mean, I'm not ruling out that it could have been all that Belgian draft kicking in, but still, pretty sweet.

Monday, October 25, 2010


For today's painting exercise I pulled up an sketch that I posted to my old blog a few years back, and mucked around with it. Original below.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Sketching at Sugar Cafe

Passerby on an East Village morning. Hm, looks like I have a speck on my scanner.

beanbots #38

"Quiet Time" (Click here for full strip)

Ariel & Ursula

My 5-year-old drew a picture of a frightened Ariel ("The Little Mermaid"), and asked me to put a scary Ursula behind it.

UPDATE: Added some tone.

Friday, October 15, 2010

Ed Laz

Some more facebook silliness: An old pal of mine posted a goofy vacation picture of himself at the blackjack tables, with a well-endowed lady dealer. I started sketching her and this is what ended up happening. Sometimes I find artistic inspiration in the strangest of places. But, it usually has to do with a pair of tits.

UPDATE! Ed is now a published author!

Thursday, October 14, 2010

NYCC sketches

The New York Comic Con was a really good experience for me, even though I didn't make back my table. Or my publishing. Or signage, or hardware expenses. I definitely made back my postcard budget, and probably my lo mein from the food court, so, you know, awesome. Mostly it was great to clear the psychological hurdle of showing my work cold to a random sampling of the public. Learning how to chat up potential buyers, hopefully without being too much of a hard-sell douchebag about it. I was fortunate to have great table mates in fellow Act-I-Vators Thomas Baehr and Rami Efal, both of whose books I really respect. It's easy to talk up a product you actually believe in.

At one point I took a break from fishmongering to doodle some passerby plus, secretly, Thomas and genius illustrator Hyeondo Park.

Wednesday, October 06, 2010

Baby Snoots

Ron Bennington's ultra-un-PC concept for a single-panel comic strip, Baby Snoots the drunk baby. It's hilarious as an off-the-cuff radio bit, maybe not so much as an actual comic strip, but I wanted to give it a shot.