
We can repost him, we have the technology! God only knows if they’ll comment again…
Here’s a moldy oldie from the Summer of ’89. I find this one interesting because seems to show the content that I fully embrace today just barely starting to emerge in my early drawings and doodles. It’s just under the surface and it’s poking its head up to say ‘Hi’, trying to disturb the serene scene above.
Heh. Maybe this guy’ll show up on the 4th, bringing his flamey flames with him and I can drunkenly order him to light all my fireworks for me. Have a good holiday, folks!
As for content, methinks this has something to do with an artwork I often stared at as a kid in California. It was in this book called The Mind my parents had in the living room. The artwork in question was a painting done by a schizophrenic depicting their skull split open lying in a grassy field and you could see different compartments inside. Each compartment showed scenes, memories, abuse, insecurities and the like from their life experiences. I remember being obsessed with that book and that painting in particular. As for my drawing, the head seems hollow with all the interesting stuff on the outside. Perhaps the inside was gutted by fire, as there are some small flames still burning.
Oh yeah, speaking of the Summer of ’89. I’ve already been posting shit from this period and just didn’t bother noting it. Check out the tag if you’re curious.
Three day weekend comin’ up for me! : D
Have a good new year. I plan to get drunk and burn shit.
That was 23 fucking years ago. My wife and I started having the hot, naked, sexors 21 years ago and if fate had taken a different turn we could have a child right now who’d be just about ready to graduate college. And then we’d have to kill them. Considering how college turned out less than successful for us without kids, it would have been an even bigger quagmire of despair, failure and disappointment if we had been raising a child.
Anyway, that’s enough about that. Thanks for your time, folks. I appreciate it.
Anyway, my dad got one of his eyes shot out with a bee-bee gun as a kid. He apparently had a glass eye for a while when he was younger but by the time I knew him he was sporting an eye patch. That combined with his dark, curly hair gave him a decidedly pirate look. Thinking about it now, he would’ve looked much more awesome if he’d had a semi-translucent plate riveted over his bad eye, as pictured above. Would’ve given him a much cooler, cyborg, road warrior look.
While the above drawing pales in comparison to Aquilus’ latest, it is nonetheless one of my favorites from high school. After taking a closer look at it while uploading it, I also just realized it was one of the drawings I digitally fiddled with in my 30’s. Also, no thumb. Eh, whatcha gonna do?
Seriously, I should really do a few more of these.
Honestly, though, it is a bit more complicated than that. I’ve always loved books about the human body, skulls and skeletons have always been symbols of hardcore coolness and rebellion to me and the best test score I ever got in Advanced Biology in high school was the human skeleton test. Feh, it’s never simple, is it?
Originally drawn in pencil in my teens and digitally fiddled with in my 30’s, this is one of a small group of images that represents my first attempts at computer editing/modification. At the time I first attempted this project my patience ran out, as it was taking more time than I wanted to put into it. I was going for quantity not quality. Now that I’m revisiting my past works I may end up doing more of these. I like the vivid effects you can get by messing with the number of colors and editing the image palette. I’m no expert at it but I do love fiddling with images on the computer.