Mr. Swampy and the end of OPG 2012


     Well here it is, my final post of the month!  I have Mr. Swampy here to greet you with his green, swampy goodness.  I had almost forgotten about this guy until I went through all my art-stuffs at the beginning of the month.  This guy kinda grows on you I think.  He’s got this cryptic ambiguity about him, all mossy and mysterious.

     This pretty much wraps things up for my 2nd Annual Octoberween-Palooza-Ganza.  I know this wasn’t the most exciting OPG I’ve ever done but I at least got new original artworks posted each and everyday for your viewing enjoyment.  ALSO ALSO ALSO, don’t forget:  If you participated you have the right to put me to work for you on a commission of your choosing.  Check out my original statement from the beginning of the month for full details.

     I hope you had a great Octoberween and I wish you the spookiest Halloween ever!  Thanks for stopping by : )

mutant stomach


     Boy, this month did NOT go as hoped.  I had hoped I would at least be well rested and fullo creative energy but the only new artwork I’ve produced so far is one half finished marker drawing which I started a couple of hours ago.  It’s a good thing I was so productive LAST October or this year’s OPG would’ve been almost nonexistent.

     Speaking of last October, please to enjoy my mutant stomach which shares a sandwich background with escape.  Wow, only two more days to go.  Meh.

cake walk


     Here’s the final version of this, complete with head added and allowed to dry.  You might recall the work in progress from the past.  I’d like to say this was part of my cave skellie idea development but I don’t think it is, it just looks similar.  Or maybe it is part of it and I just haven’t figured out how it all fits together yet.

drunken strokes (fnarrr)


     This is what I think is some interesting output from the previously mentioned epic night of painting.  The disjointed nature of this particular painting I think resulted from one too many brain cells dying from the aforementioned night of drinking.  It’s almost as if I painted those very same dying brain cells as they flew apart at the seams.  All the parts are present but they’re scattered and broken from my physical inability to keep up with the inspiration I was feeling at the moment, like someone feeling great and trying to dance but stumbling with every movement.  You know, I guess I could’ve been drunker because I realized all of this within moments of finishing this piece.

fuzzy fire wolf


     This guy turned out more than a little werewolfy.  I’m pretty sure I intended to create another red eye skull but the brush strokes just became more and more numerous until I ended up with the fuzzy guy you see now.

     Hey check out what a simple auto-adjust of the colors did to this:


Really enhanced the definition of the brush strokes and shit.  You can almost see how this image was built, stroke by stroke.

     Dang, this month is drawing to a close much sooner than I’d like, but October always does, doesn’t it?

OPG 2012 participants, wave 1


     Check out Katn’s OPG post over at KickinAssTakingNames, sharing her favorite things about October.  Enjoy her tales of winery debauchery and excellent photography of the great fall outdoors!

     With this entry she now has the right to put me to work for her this season on a commission of her choosing, as per my original statement at the beginning of the month.  And there’s still plenty of time for YOU to participate, so send me a link and join in on the fun!

development needed


     Here’s some brushwork from my recent portrait practice with Clint.  With this attempt I think I achieved something close to my original idea of an Unflattering Fuzzy Skeletonian Portrait.  Something in between a true face and a true skull.  Definitely need to do more of these to develop the idea to the level I want.

bug-eyed fear, a shallow examination

     Well, I finally got around to posting this.  As previously mentioned, this was the drawing that gave me the heebie-jeebies the very same evening that I completed it.  I attempted to approximate the lighting and point of view that creeped me out with this photo:


     I imagine this photo doesn’t do justice to what I was feeling that night.  I’m sure it was more my vulnerable state of mind more than the image itself that caused the fear reaction.  Or perhaps they got it right with the character of Mark Lewis in Peeping Tom (1960), “Do you know what the most frightening thing in the world is?  It’s fear.”


     And what is fear, exactly?  I guess that’s a big part of what makes it so frightening…  I don’t know.  I feel like I’m just tossing this off so I don’t have to think too much about it.  Maybe I’m just protecting myself.

     On the subject of creation trivia, this seems to be the second of my long-necked or rubber-necked fuzzy skeletonians of late, as you may recall.

     Last of all, don’t forget to check out this if you’re looking for something to do this coming Saturday.  I’ll be there yuckin’ it up with everybody else so stop on by and enjoy the fun!