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.