In few words: I draw and design for The Man now, but used to be a freelancer, and have high hopes for my mom and pop multimedia empire.
Ok, this is a little backwards, but I realize that I really oughta nail down what the main character looks like in the comic I’m working on. I already plan in doing some re-drawing, so now’s as good of time as ever, right?
Last thing-a-day… thanks y’all!!
After the 100th time crump dancing to this Spoon song on repeat, it’s only natural that a lyric sketch would slip out.
And because I’m excited about my new pens and feel bad for how half-assed this post is, here’s a ghost bonus:
This is a repeat appearance of the woodchuck from day 16 and an interpretation of a photo of me from the day of my first communion.
Also, I love inking with a brush.
The fascinating next panel of the Hopeumentary comic!
I’m guessing that when this is put in with all the other panels no one will look at it for more than a twenty-fourth of a second.
Sorry this and other thing-a-day images of mine are so inappropriately huge. I’m just rolling with flickr’s default size.
To make up for the too-big entries, here’s a favicon I pixel pushed today for a my family-run art collective: 
(It’s a little frog with a littler person inside.)
Funny thing is this model sat in front of me on the bus today. I’d recognize that worried face anywhere.
Ok, back to the comic for today.
I would like to point out that this is not a profound rip off of Harold and the Purple Crayon because my character has a green crayon.
The page this appears on is shaping up to look something like this:
Unintentionally, my hands look to be doing something obscene. As this is a self-portrait, good audience, you know that I was drawing at the time.
I’m sorry to show this twice… I might like it better without color or the sketchbook.
I was thinking that each tombstone should have a QR-code-style barcode to scan with your cell phone for biographies of the deceased.
Hi-Tec-C pen and a secret computer program in Oakland, CA
For the comic I’m working on, the main character is a young girl who draws in her sketchbook.
Here’s me practicing what a kid might draw like. (This is basically how I draw minus art school pretensions.)
Going to figure drawing is kind of like going to church for me… if Jesus was a model and I could wear headphones.
Told y’all I painted a woodchuck! What I didn’t tell you is I also painted a smooth coreopsis. Overworked. Sorry! I’m out of practice.
Reference: American Heritage New Pictorial Encyclopedic Guide to the the United State, Volume 5: Indiana, Iowa, Kansas, Kentucky
Quick, cutesy tee-shirt graphic for ryan can’t draw.
Next I spent 1.5 hours on a gouache painting of a woodchuck.
It didn’t really work out.
Cruising through rural suburban flatlands, just like where I grew up.
Not really sure what the inset girl should be drawing. Any suggestions?
I’m not burnt out, it’s just the lyrics of the song.
Here’s how page two of the Hopeumentary comic is shaping up:
My first 20 minutes on a Cintiq monitor. I was just free styling. Scott McCloud would call this a “bad art vortex”.
Yikes! Still a day behind. Opted to see Persepolis again last night over buckling down on the drawing board. I’ll do my darnest to double up some time this week.
Bus driver inspired by Large Marge from Pee Wee’s Big Adventure.
