Fuzzy Giveaway 2011!

     The Fuzzy Skeletonian Insane Mega-Giveaway is officially closed and the good news is all three of you who signed up and participated in this year’s Octoberween-Palooza-Ganza are GUARANTEED to receive your very own Fuzzy Skeletonian orginal artwork!

     The EVEN BETTER news is that you will have a little say in which of my fuzzy fellas you receive!  I know I originally stated that it would be a random giveaway but since there are a whole ten skellies up for adoption and only three of you signed up, I’ve decided give you all a chance to state your preference.

     So, what I need from each of you is to take one more look at all ten and then email me with the names of three (3) you wouldn’t mind receiving.  Please don’t tell me your favorite or list them in order of preference (I don’t need that kind of pressure, man!), just the three names in no particular order.  Also, don’t forget to include your current mailing address.  If you don’t happen to have a preference or would rather be surprised, please state that in your email.

     In the end, everyone will still receive only ONE original artwork but at least this way you will have some say in the matter.  So, let me know as soon as you have a moment.  I will, of course, wait for all three emails before I mail anything off.

     Thanks again for all your comments and taking the time to actually participate in my OPG!

march nightmare

     Well, I tried to save the best for last.  This post at least has the highest number of artworks I’ve ever included in one post before.  Anyway, here goes:

     Back in March the wife and I had a very good Saturday.  We slept late, went out to eat, futzed around town, running a couple of errands, generally having a good time.  It all culminated that evening with us having a blast at dinner (appetizer dinner, one of our favorites!), consuming more than the usual amount of wine and watching one of our favorite movies, Evil Dead II.  We enjoyed it almost as much as the first time we saw it.  However, I often found myself (as I realized later) taking it a little too seriously at times, saying things like, “You know, someone actually going through something this extremely supernatural and horrific might APPEAR to be acting in an absurd or comical way.  From my experience, the OUTWARD appearance of your actions is often out of step with what you’re actually feeling INSIDE.”  In my mind I thought I was just having fun with my conjecture and my ‘What if this was REALLY HAPPENING!?’ thought exercise.  What I didn’t know at the time is that I was planting the seeds of fear in my own impressionable, wine-marinated brain.  Not surprisingly, that night I had a nightmare.

     It opens in some strange house I’ve never been in before (as a lot of my unpleasant dreams do).  There’s a zombie somewhere and it’s all the fault of this douchebag son of some rich guy (apparently this is their house).  Not sure why I know all of this, it’s just the given facts of the dream.

      Anyway, next thing I know I’ve opened a closet door somewhere in the house and find myself standing face to face with the aforementioned zombie.  He’s not all, “Bleearrgh! Graaaarr! Brains!” or extremely gross looking or anything.  He’s a middle-aged, balding man in a suit.  He has a blank stare and is filthy (as zombies are wont to be) but the expressionless face looking back at me from the shadows of the freshly opened closet is particularly unsettling.


       Jump cut to a side view of the the closet.  From the top shelf of the closet, the zombie suddenly shoots out head first, arms at his sides, entire body parallel to the floor and stops at the waist.  The room is lit with a sickly, bright (yet also dark) orange and the top half of the zombie is sticking out of the closet, stiff as a board like the top drawer of a dresser.  Suddenly, his arms shoot out, doubling his visible length.


     Next thing I see (not that I actually recall seeing it, it’s more like my mind TOLD ME I was seeing it) is the zombie and the douchebag son wrestling on the floor in front of the closet.  The room is still lit in that sickly orange as they struggle, the zombie now in full, aggressive “Romero” mode.

     The scene changes again and I’m pretty sure I have the son safely behind me and the zombie is prone on the floor in front of me.  I’m jabbing at him with a transfer shovel trying to decapitate him.  We now seem to be in the living room.  Beyond the zombie I can see furniture, potted plants, windows and glass doors that lead outside to a back yard or patio.  It’s night time and the room is now a dark, moonlit environment and I can see streaks of blood running down the zombie’s face.  I jab again with the shovel, a little off target, and hit him in the face.  I don’t see it but I clearly feel a splash of warm liquid hit my left cheek and eye.

     Everything becomes a little unclear at this point, although in the next moment I somehow know that I’ve killed the zombie.  Then I look up at the ceiling and I see the shadow of a thin, unclothed, headless figure.  It’s arms are flailing wildly and shooting from it’s neck are what seems to be both short lengths of hair and what looks like small moths but they have no bodies, just a pair of fluttering wings, much like heart-shaped pieces of paper folded down the middle…


 …I’m terrified and I realize the ghost of the zombie is casting this shadow!  I panic and swing the shovel wildly at where I think the ghost is.  The force of the swing in my arm and shoulder as I hit nothing is the last thing I feel.

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     I woke up, hungover and so dry my eyelids were almost making scratching noises every time I blinked.  I was still pretty creeped out and, even though I keep a pretty much nocturnal schedule and there was plenty of daylight in the house, I was still seriously keeping a wary eye on the hallway for any shambling zombies that might be coming my way.  After some liquids, pain killers and a light snack I was finally able to get back to sleep.

Lastly, here’s another incarnation of the nightmare zombie:

     Well, I hope you enjoyed this.  I have to say this was the most vivid nightmare I’ve had in years.  My only regret is that I wish I could’ve done more artistic justice to it.  That’s not to say I didn’t produce a few decent images but I never really felt I completely captured the true vividness of the experience.  Oh well, I guess room for improvement is a good thing.

     Whew!  Has this been a crazy month or what?  I’m glad I took all the time off from work.  Three-day weekends all month has been SA-WEEET!  It’s gotten me rested up and ye olde creative juices flowing as well!  I look forward to the holidays and you should too, as I have a stockpile of new artworks just itching to be posted : D  Thanks for stopping by, you crazy kids are the best!

OPG participants, wave 2

     Coming in just under the wire, we have two more Octoberween-Palooza-Ganza participants!  Check it:

==>  Camille over at Corpse Cafe shows us that even skellies need quality snugglin’ time with their loved ones on Halloween.

==>  Hailing from KickinAssTakingNames, Katn gives us all some insight into how her brain works on the subject of horror through her list of films that have scared the holy bejeezus out of her in the past.

     Alrighty!  That makes for a total of three participants at present.  So, unless I get more than seven other people signed up with matching Horror/Halloween blog posts before midnight tonight, that means everyone is pretty much GUARANTEED to get their very own Fuzzy Skeletonian original artwork!

     Also also also, if the number of total participants remains low I may have some special changes to the giveaway rules so stay tuned campers!

bloody gore and insanity

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     Does this guy look insane or what?  Not as insane as Mr. Gable’s Countdown To Insanity this month but still pretty insane.  This painting was done earlier this year and I must say I’m rather proud of the brain matter on this dude.  I had initially painted blood vessels and was going to lay the red on top of them and allow them to bleed through.  I was working rather wet and they not only bled through but they simply became dark swirls amidst the red paint.  This ended up being a pretty happy accident, as I was able to manipulate the swirls into what you see now.  Makes for a pretty gory effect and I couldn’t be more pleased!  I’ll have to do this on purpose in the future when I want more bloody bloody gore gore.

     Well the month is winding to a close and so far I have only one person officially eligible for the giveaway.  I know it’s been a busy this month for everyone but you still have time to complete your entry into the giveaway.  As long as your blog post is dated no later than October 31st it qualifies, and I’m not going to be a Nazi about the quality of your content.  You can just post a picture of candy corn and type “Trick or Treat, smell my feet, give me a free Fuzzy Skeletonian and Vincent’s an asshole for making me do this!”  Seriously, folks.  It’s that easy.

     Tune in tomorrow and I will share a nightmare with you.

red mouth


     This past weekend I had myself the previously mentioned Paint-a-Palooza and, while I said I was going to sit on those paintings for a while and revisit them at a later date, I just couldn’t keep this one to myself!  This one (like most of the rest) started out as a random background I made with six sheets of paper and various paint slatherings all sandwiched together.  After they all dried I had the fun of deciding what to do with all the backgrounds.  I think this one came together pretty well, if I do say so myself.  Man, am I lovin’ the red and black lately : D

meat brain

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     This is the final piece I completed from this series of three.  While I think breakthrough was the most dramatic, I think this guy ended up the most interesting.  Even though I deliberately tried to be disgusting with hairy blood drip, I think this guy succeeded much more in that regard.  I think it’s his bloody vagina nose hole and the fuzzy, bloody attachments of the intruding bones into his cheeks.

     Wow, can you believe we’re on the final seven days of October!?  Where does the time go?  I guess this is a good time to remind anyone interested in the Fuzzy Skeletonian Insane Mega-Giveaway to get signed up and figure out what you’re going to post by the end of the month.

branchy skully

     As promised, here’s more of my recent brush work featuring more open, unconnected lines.  I’m really liking this style of painting.  It’s quick, fun and I don’t get bogged down with details.  Also, it’s a good way to practice technique.

     Last night I had myself a little Painta-Palooza and knocked out about six of these.  Those added to what I’ve already done this month add up to more than I can keep track of which is a very very good thing!  I love being able to just knock a bunch of shit out and come back to it all later to reflect and observe.  Hopefully that will mean some good blog posts in the not too distant future.

happy accidents and goofy skellies

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     These two ended up being an awkward pair of companion pieces when one of my wet/dry sandwiches went awry.  The face didn’t transfer over to the other side, as I had used up all of my first batch of chunky, Crayola slurry prior to starting on this venture.  While I think the face side turned out pretty well, the other side ended up being more of a background than a finished work so I took the hint and painted my goofy, bad-day skellie on top of it.  Ended up being a learning experience and the first time I created a background before the main subject of the work.

magma injection

     Some marker from earlier this year.  I like this guy ’cause he looks like he’s being injected with some sort of magma or liquid fire.  That’s all I’ve got I guess.  My interests are really trending more towards painting lately.  In fact, that’s what I’m itching to do right now.

     Oh yeah, I know this blog isn’t a big draw for bad movie lovers but if you happen to need something fun to do tonight, check this out!  I’ll be there, yucking it up with the rest of the crew.

red eyes

     If this guy looks familiar, there’s a reason.  He used to look like this before I Herman Munstered him up with all the green.  Also, that chunky looking red in the eyes is plain old Crayola watercolor.  Yes, the dry ovals of pigment that you can buy in the school supplies section of any grocery store.  I know, right?  They’ve become a staple for my paintings of late, as the chunkiness works really well for my wet/dry sandwich paintings, but I digress.

     At first I had reservations at the thought of changing the simple thick, dark lines of the original brush work but I just couldn’t resist the urge to fill in those eyes with red and pull some of the black around them into the center to create the effect you see now.  I really love manipulating the swirls in wet paint!  All in all, I think I developed this guy into something more than he was before.

branching out


     Here’s an example of what my brush work has been evolving into lately.  I’m really diggin’ on this tree branchy look and I find myself leaving more and more lines open and unconnected.  In fact, I just completed a couple of more simliar works just the other night that I’ll be posting later in the month.  Stay tuned.

taz face

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Actual size 5.5″ x 7.5″ on 90lb. watercolor paper and more detailed than what the scan shows.  Click for larger image.


     This guy’s face ended up reminding me of the Looney Tunes Tazmanian Devil, although it took me a few minutes to finally zero in on it.  This guy is also the tenth and final Fuzzy Skeletonian up for adoption in the giveaway!  Wooo!  (sign-up sheet here)

squinty eye

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Actual size 5.5″ x 7.5″ on 90lb. watercolor paper and more detailed than what the scan shows.  Click for larger image.


     This guy’s givin’ you the squinty stink eye ’cause he wants to eat your fucking liver and swallow your blood, all the while keeping you alive with his cheek apendage until you’re drained.  Dead blood is no good to him.  (sign-up sheet here)

blot faces 3 of 3, book of the dead

     Okay, folks.  Here’s the final blot faces from the initial run of the first three I ever completed.  As you may recall, I had a little trouble getting the right amount of paint transfer time correct with the first two.  It was either too little or too much, resulting in only one of the sides turning out decently.  I guess what they say about the third time being the charm has more than a little truth to it.  Check out the dry side:

     Not too bad, eh?  At first, I thought I had simply repeated what I had accomplished with this one but then I looked at the wet side:
     Dang!  Now doesn’t that remind you A LOT of ye olde Necronomicon!?  I know that’s the first thing that jumped to mind when I saw it.  A quick Google search revealed that mine looks a tad happier than most but you have to admit the resemblance is undeniable.  The blood vessel effect from the sandwiching worked particularly well with this color to achieve that nasty human skin/leather texture.  In short, I am just tickled to death about this one : D

     Okay, okay.  I’ll stop gushing over my own artwork and let you enjoy it for yourself.  If you’d like to see all of my blot faces together just follow the “wet/dry sandwich” tag below.  Thanks for stopping by.