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Everyone's a hipster in the apocalypse.

Classy Bitches

For the record, this is all Savannah's fault.

For the record.

SMELL THE TESTOSTERONE

Hugh Jackman and Neil Patrick Harris had a musical number together at this year's Tony Awards.

They're in the Danger Room. Just go with it.

haircut

WORTH THAT IS NOT HOW YOU HOLD A COMIC.

[texture]

Buh?

*zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*

Sorry, Charlie

That Handsome Devil's new album is out. BUY IT NOW.

Apparently I'll never get tired of making Godforbid some shade of pink.

[Insert Clever Title Here]

Brain, meet heat. You remember heat, right? That thing that happens every summer and renders you useless? What? You don't? Oh, that's right, we had an air conditioner last year.

If the sun had a face I'd punch it. [ref pic]

THD

Godforbid, you so classy.

AS YOU CAN SEE I AM CLEARLY A NINJA

I can't possibly see how this could go wrong

I wasn't always a kidnapper...

That Handsome Devil has a kickstarter that ends August 1st to be able to put out an album and go on tour. I'll download big band music but the little guys? They need monies. We (the rabid fans) met the goal in about a day and a half but they could always use more. Gas? That shit's expensive and if I ever hope to see them in person I gotta shell out some cash to help get them started. Anyways, the kickstarter can be found here. And surprise, surprise, I drew fanart. Of a kickstarter video. I'm helpless.

DoodleDump

I... I don't even. APPARENTLY ALL I DRAW ANYMORE IS FANART. Pshht, whateves. SHIT'S FUN, KIDS. And it helps that a decent portion of the men (and women) in my city already dress like post-apocalyptic art fags.

 I NEED FOOD. TTFN.

Narcissism is Fun

...when it's sketching. <3

Just pretend that belt is rainbow.

Super Cupcake

DC is relaunching their comics in September. Sure, whatever. I'm in a very small minority that seems to actually like Superman's new threads in the promo pic for Action Comics #1.

This is pretty rad.

What? He can't fight crime because he's renounced his citizenship and granny panties? He's still got a cape, what more do you need? I wouldn't wanna be a hero in tights, either. So anyways, I drew a thingy.

Don't nobody cause no shit for the next 10 minutes.

I'm not fully satisfied with the background, but I strained my wrist inking and it's hard to type with a brace on.

I like Batman better anyways.

What a Mensch

My housemate Laura has demanded requested a portrait for her birthday, specifically of her. Taking orders as well as I do I instead sketched her Dream Husband.

A Yiddish dictionary just taught me that 'shmeckle' means penis. You're welcome.

HANG IN THERE

I have drawing projects to doodle, clothes to repair, comics to read, and not enough time in the day. So I did the responsible thing on my day off and ignored all that to draw more fanart for a fanfic of a webcomic. TAKE THAT, CHORES.

Texture from Lost and Taken.

Blame it on my A.D.D.

I was super bummed that I couldn't go see AWOLNATION play in Seattle last week, so to make myself feel better I drew the front man and colored him like a sea monkey.

A hipster sea monkey.

The above was heavily influence by RoyalBoiler who's awesome Stumptown Comics Fest poster is hanging in my work.

Also: I've recently become addicted to the post-plague apocalypse story Up in Smoke for the comic Hanna is Not a Boy's Name. So here, have some slightly terrible fanart of a fanfiction for a webcomic.

There's a metaphor in here somewhere.

Now stop looking at my shit and go listen to some AWOLNATION.

SAIL.

What hairbrush?

Lucky for me, I heard bedhead is in.

Wonder Hipster

I gotta be honest. I never liked Wonder Woman's outfit in the first place. There. I said it.

Also, I'd be much more inclined to tell the truth if someone was swinging a chain at my head then a rope.

Commissions?

I'M BROKE. Okay, I'm not broke, but I'm about to run off to the bank to pay my bills and then I'll be broke. Does anyone wanna commission me to draw? Sketches, line art, icons, whatever. Seriously. We could negotiate pricing and everything. I really need some extra skrilla. My rent just went up and I need to be able to manage my next phone bill and a cat deposit without borrowing money from the parents. I REALLY DON'T WANNA DO THAT.

HELP ME OUT, BBs. FOOD STAMPS ARE GREAT BUT THEY DON'T GET ME WHISKEY.

And I needs my whiskey.

Kash

Reading comics every day is making me doodle more. Texture by Princess-of-Shadows.

Just call me Killa Skrilla.

Oh look an update

Guess who has two thumbs and is no longer a burden upon society? This guy. On to drawings. Been fairly busy the past few weeks with training, working, commuting... So I haven't been doodling much recently.

Seriously this is like a month old

I've been reading shit-tons of comics lately. The Pro is a horribly offensive and painfully funny one-shot by Garth Ennis about a prostitute that gets superpowers. It's fantastically illustrated by Amanda Conner and motivated me to draw some fan art. Now, when I say fan art I really mean I literally drew a pose from one page line for fucking line.

I am a hack oh yes I am

I think this counts more as copying then fan art, but it was fun as hell and good practice (even if it's nowhere as good as the original).

I need a nap.

Plans oh I have them. Oh, and a sketch.

What do you do when you're unemployed and possibly sick? If you're me, you chug Theraflu like it's prohibition coffin varnish, put on a Gorillaz playlist and draw until the sweet embrace of night time medicine knocks you out cold. An exercise in drawing hands turned into an exercise in narcissism under the argument that it's 2:30 in the morning and there's no one else to draw... from life. Or something. Whatever, look what I did.

More like Rocktopus amirite?

Moving on. I feel cheated by the lackluster winter Portland's been experiencing. If it's going to be cold, it should at least have the goddamn decency to snow. One, one week of legit below-freezing weather and no precipitation? Are you fucking kidding me? Give me snow and ice. Waiter, I ordered the Snowpocalypse with a side of Adventure. Instead we've witnessed months of the temperature bouncing around in the 40s. Cold and cloud cover, like the set of a terrible sparkly-vampire movie. Don't get me wrong, I loves me some overcast, but enough is enough. I'm stir crazy and I have plans. Enter these little bastards.

Not pictured: carpal tunnel

These are the flowers I've been crocheting like crazy for two days straight. I was struck with the inspiration stick after reading an entry in http://yarnbombing.com/ about making cherry blossoms and sending them off to decorate trees on a historical landmark in Vancouver, BC. My idea? Pepper these babies all around Portland. It's gray, gray, gray out. I think the city could most definitely benefit from the addition of gaudy flowers made from cheap acrylic I was never gonna use anyways. Pictures hopefully to follow. Viva Yarn Bombing! Jai Ho!

Seems all I can draw as of late is fan art, but I suppose that’s better then drawing nothing at all. Another recent development is my need to draw realism. Haven’t done that in… Yeah. A while.

Thinking very hard oh yes I am.

This first image is a quick ref'd doodle that got out of hand, the latter are the result of my trying to prove to myself that ‘my cartoon wasn’t broken.’ Sleep-dep logic. Wonderful.

Danger?

Three-Patch Problem

Also, if for some horrible reason you’ve just woken from a coma and haven’t had a chance to check out the Beeb’s modern re-imagining of Sherlock, then do yourself a favor and give it a watch. It’s from two of the madmen behind the recent Doctor Who relaunch and is fucking brilliant.

What is this I don't even

Right. Step one; get a box. Step two… wait. Never mind.