Bourgeois House Party Funkadelicks

After listening to a lot of Kavinsky's Nightcall I decided I wanted to draw a European looking upper class mix-and-match at some Mediterranean villa, and this picture was born. I want to do more large, vistas with painterly construction attributes. And I want to listen to more music from Nicholas Winding Refn's 'Drive' Soundtrack.

Tinker, Tailor, Animator

After maybe more than a year of ill-correspondence, I slither back to the quivering womb of blogspot with meagre offerings and vaguely apologetic overtures. Here are some mad visions I had while tripping the light fantastic in the mountains. They both seem to have something to do with jawbones and lightning, two of my favourite things.




Next, we have some off sketches of a den of sin I resided within during my London trip, Limazulu, and a stylish poster for a short film I acted in years ago.


And finally, sketches of old people from the Frankfurt airport (where they'll sooner eat your face off than light your cigarette for you) from and a pub in Harringey, uttering my fave Brit tabloid catchphrase. Don't ever say you I ain't done nothin' nice for you.

Everything is Fanart Illuminated

The Order of Practical Occultists are gender-swapped variant of a friend's comic characters, the Useless Psychic Society, involving college-chum ecto-boobery. I've also thrown in a new character evolution of the two protagonists (you can interpret one as antagonist if you really need to) of my 'Vagina Dialogues' short that I should be boarding out real soon. Sketches to sweeten the deal, see you next month at the hearing.

It'll take forever to see what-I've-got

I love Tina Turner's Goldeneye! It's a real romp of a song and it sounds like someone is running kilojoules of honey through her neurons to get her to the appropriate volume of 'purr' to belt out "You'll never know, how Ah've watched you from the shadows as a chaaahhhhld..." it's almost inhumane. probably my favorite Bond song next to 'Nobody does it Better', and Johnny Cash's unused version of 'Thunderball'.
In any case- here's a nutty character duo, Mimschrift, and her vaudeville-themed Tim Curry-esque dad. I see them as either horror-hosts for Mim's ten year old classmates or bizarro bank-robbing supervillians:

next are two characters based on some voice recording work I did way back, and who I plan to use in a short character animation just once I get the designs down pat;

Then there's King Mayonnaise (tm) just saying 'what the fuck is this thing right here' (like he always does);

And some sketches left over from summer road trips; mostly down to the Noah's Ark water park in Wisconsin, and Hawkins, where I met up with my ex-roomie's musical kin;

Mel Savage and the Real-Life Downers String Quartet

First off, here's Melanie and Rex discussing what movie to rent before work. A nice little color study that I'm pretty proud of. I like Rex's half-applied sock.


Then we've got some sketches of people on the bus, as well as a self-portrait of the young artist, and some Mel Savage action poses; running! ranting! Body odor smelling! as well as her diminutive gay publishing agent, Fandogan Levi.






and for dessert, some restaurant/bar/public park sketches for lolcat imagining, youtube poop quoting friends.

Melanie Savage, and the Baroque Follies

I've been gestating new character ideas for some time now and they finally came to a head during my soul-crushing business classes in the form of Melanie Savage, a wannabe-children's book writer/health nut with a scruggy bike courier boyfriend, Rex. I'm sure she'll evolve bit by bit as time goes on, but I'm sort of happy with where she is now.

I've also got some test sketches from Renaissance portraiture for a comic I want to work on soon, and some sketches of people I made while shopping at the thrift-store.

'This Is Sex' and This isn't.

Finally! my first ever freelance animation work has finally come out of the editing end of the movie monster, and here it is! my task was to animate an accompaniment to the drunken rant from a fictional rapper, Phallik, which mostly involves half-baked theories about ejaculation and bad raps. It's real early professional work, but I'm pretty pleased about most of it. okay, please, thanks!



and also, here is a sketch of hannah blummenreich, anna bongiovanni, and erik krenz, enjoying each other's waaaaacky company

Distraction Squad

A bunch of funny looking young women joined a squad to fight corporate embezzlement and crime. They're Morna, the nerdy one, Callisto, the one with the muscle, Alizee, the contemplative storyteller, as well as Penny, Gertrude, Tai, Rachel, Yeller, Dell, MooMoo, Zerene, Kancy, with the occasional appearance of the Mim, Es, Toots, Yav, Pru, Des, Helia, Kim, Soo-Anne and Jacqueline. Or maybe these are just sketches of girls I did around town.






In addition here are some buildings I sketches when I was intoxicated.

Sketchbook Fancies

I've started drawing again much more recently, and here are the fruits of those feverish labors; a couple character sketches, the first, Li'l Bitch (the littlest rapper, seen here in the garb of Omar Little), Space Kelly, some fanart for 'Cassie' a bounty hunter character belonging to Andrew Chesworth (with a free Jebediah 'scuba creep power' figure with four fully opposable and disposable 'lewdness joints' free of charge) , and finally an inked sketch of the gay gangster-robbing legend himself, Omar Little.



Then to top it off I've included a few porn-inspired drawings from some of my favorite works, including Blake Mason stuff, Shine Louis Stevenson's Crash Pad. And the occasional blissfully oblivious old man in there too.