Announcement: Hive Gallery...Saturday, September 4th.

According to the above, yours truly is a featured artist at the September show at the Hive gallery. The card contains all the details one might need to attend such a gala event. I'll be standing around looking like someone who stands around at art shows with a sandwich in one hand and a Cuba Libre in the other (I'm not ruling out a Tequila Sunrise). If you can make it out, if patronizing the arts is your thing, if you're more than a meter in any dimension, then by all means come on out to the show!

Not a Burt Reynolds Movie...

Satyr-ical...

Satyr-nalia...I'm out of Satyr puns...wait...Satyr-n...Never Mind...

"Evenin' Ladies, My name is 'Dances with Girls'..."

A first run test for an illustration I was commissioned to do. The mighty bison.

RAT-A-TAT-TAT (Because I can't make plane noises on here...)

A little preparatory experiment for a potential job that might be coming up...no, I'm not joining an air show...

A Man About Town...

It's been darned chaotic here late. Now that's no excuse, as the internet doesn't sleep for anyone. If you're not serving your audience a fresh dose of new material every five seconds, you're old news. How else do you explain Twitter? Twitter has shown me just how many things people are doing that I didn't need to know, and don't care about. Anyhow, I add this little sketch to my own mountain of minutiae. I hope he's worth interrupting your post on the style of quilting on your latest toilet paper purchase.

Play Ball!

Natural Disaster...

Ring Tailed...

When it comes to congenital defects, being born with a tail...as a human being...well, I'd want to be ring-tailed...

The Pez™ Dispenser of Doom...

I'm not sure where this drawing was going initially, but once someone made the comment about it "kinda looking like a Pez dispenser" was out on the table...that's exactly where it went.

A Bright Idea...

All in the flick of a wrist...

I dabble in Cartooning...

I've never been good at the type of abstraction needed for high end cartooning...at least I don't think I am. Nevertheless, it's never stopped me from playing...

Just a Peek...

A study I did for a painting that will be a part of the series I'll be showing in September. Corvus Corax.

"A Simpler Time...."

Simply put, I enjoyed this photo I scanned of my great-uncle Earl, and so I sketched it. It can't get much more direct than that.

80K is a Whole Lot of Demons...

Doing research into other things I came across the image and story of Zhong Kui, the Chinese ghost hunter. I had seen prints of the Japanese version of him before, but hadn't before seen him identified along with the tale of how he came to be. I believe I was looking at info on pomegranates, but even mentioning that is a potential digression. Anyhow, with my trusty brush pen I tried to approximate the unique marks that both flow and have sharp angles that Chinese artist employ in ink drawings. It didn't exactly come out...but I also realized, I wasn't working on a huge scroll of paper with a 2 foot long Sumi-style brush...that might have had something to do with it.

Ah...It's Been Too Long, My First Love...

Well, I've let this lie fallow long enough methinks. Don't for a moment think that I've not been drawing.

I've done plenty.

I even got paid to do it for half a week.

But I've neglected the scanner, and my duty to post. Alas.

That will all change soon enough. I'm seeing the light at the end of the tunnel on the paintings I'm trying to complete for my featured spot in a show in September. I've been thinking of putting a book together of my favorites of these...something I'll need to do quick as my desire to look at and/or show old work diminishes quickly. I need to get some ideas together for some shirts I'd like to design. And so, this, my first blog must cease to have life breathed into and continue to thrive.

Sort of like my long neglected deviantart page...I still don't know what to do with it.

And so, I shall return!

Time to Break out the Scanner...

This lonely little fella was the result of me sitting on the trunk of my car for a few moments while I was waiting for a friend to return from an audition. I think he sums up a whole lot of things quite well.

"My Friends don't call me Tex..."

Every now and again, I tap into my inner Tex Avery. I've often admired cartoons and comic strips for the range of expression that can be rendered out of such simplified forms. It's deceiving. Everyone assumes that it's easy to pull off, but much like all comedy, it's the hardest to pull off. I don't think I succeeded.

Solid Lines...

One Handsome Devil...

The model for this image will never know that he was the model for this image...I so swear it.