This...

became this.

I'm not saying this will be interesting for you AT ALL.

But I think my notes are interesting. Maybe it's because I wrote them, or maybe it's because they make me feel responsible and organize. The point is: I take a lot of notes on a lot of things.
And now I will share some with you. Feel free not to read. Thank you.
-The Director.




They belong to the wip shots from the last entry. I've only had a chance to implement a few of the plans, but time is running out and this is all I really have. Unless I strip everything down and do last minute speed painting and use that process as part of the overall ~art~.

Stay tune for the exciting conclusion of the Advance Painting Assignment.

Basically I'm just bad at the internet.

An assignment for my Advance Painting class. We have to do six square panels that are bigger than 12 inches by 12 inches but smaller than 30 inches by 30 inches, and also abstracted non-representational. What. It’s a struggle. They’re due on Tuesday, so I have a lot of work to do. Hopefully my shame will be small and my ego replenished for my next update.

It's been sort of fun. I am both amused and frustrated by my professor's disapproval of my methods. Mostly I want to say: I have a process, alright, trust me, I know what I'm doing. But I really have no idea what I'm doing. I only /sometimes/ have an idea of what I'm doing. I'm not going to lie, I daydream about being at the local fine arts school with my friends and just drawing genitals on everything. Hey, it works for them. Who doesn't like a good, happy yoni staring up at them.

Dead lines and cut offs and late nights and drinking.

Clara and I finally got the ball rolling on our book of poetry. We've been working on this since high school let out in 2006, but a path is a path and we are on it, baby.

We plan to make a run of 30 prints for the first edition. The focus is less about sell and more about the process and, well alright, a little bit about a profit. I thought about getting a table for Portland Zine Symposium come August 2011 to push a second edition plus some other literary thingies, but I want to put it off until after Anime Expo. I need to see how traumatic the experience is, I guess, hahahaha. But mini zines will be earmarked and plotted before then in a just in case scenario.

Publishing dates for untitled (as of yet) book: February 15, 2011.

I'm very excited, but am doing very badly juggling various projects at once. I get less done when I try to multi-task, but am very bad at keeping to one thing at a time.

Anime Expo: July 1-4th.
I have absolutely nothing for that.

I do plan to make a collection of

• large stickers
• bookmarks
• large posters
• artist trading cards
• digital 4x6 postcards
  
• hopefully a mini-comic with my friend, Stephanie.
• fanart zines + mini cimic zines
  

Everything but the postcards will be handmade, so I need to figure out a routine where I can push past art blocks and disinterest. I've also been studying up on photo-editing, photography, and digital slrs to get some free-lance work while I'm there for cosplay photo-ops. It's a little hectic in a sense that it's all on me to get it done and how I want it. All on my shoulders. It is grand.

October Challenge recap

31 days of robots nonstop! At long last I have come to a finished project. It became a challenge around the twentieth day where I was fed up with the bodies I was drawing, but since this project only required my stetchbook and a pencil, it wasn't an issue to press on and draw the damn things.

I'm not terribly fond of any of the drawings, and I don't have a plan to use them for anything at the moment. The project spawned when a friend requested a comic with a robot character. Not being sure of the design for the robot or how I would go about it, I embarked on a character study quest. I still don't have the main character, but at least I have my mini robot army as a backup. Some of the robots have stories and some of the robots are waiting for theirs to start.

What's next? I think I'll spend a luxurious week doing editorial business. Cleaning up the studio and organizing the work to come. Maybe the robot in question will grow tired of waiting and come to me.

Part One
Part Two

31 days of robots -- part 2

Part one.

And They Were Called Thingies

My friend Stephanie and I burned the midnight oil collaborating on open canvas. I don't know what we were thinking, but overall I think we struck a good stride of ideas and subjects. My favorite is the first one with the Sailor Moon crossdressers. She favors They Were Kung Fu Fighting. I suppose the middle one is the unloved child being ignored on its birthday.

cell phone pictures # 4

It's all about the process, yo.



Ooooooold.

watercolor, or things like that.

Meow.

Robot-a-day

I accidentally started my October challenge and diligently kept at it, which, a) surprised me, because this never happens and will probably never happen again, and b) made me realize what a creature of habit I am at a subconscious level. It doesn't matter how laid back and too cool I am on the outside because inside my brain is an organized machine, baby. Speaking of machines: this month's (accidental) challenge is robots.



The challenge has brought up philosophical and difficult questions like: what is a robot; what do they do; when does a robot stop being a robot; and if a robot has wheels for feet how to they climb stairs?