Category Archives: Sketchbook
I know another artist, Cody Hagman, that I am fortunate enough to have a long-time working relationship with. We’ve co-edited and published together, moved work each other’s way, and collaborated on some of the pieces I’m proudest of.
This is an amazing thing! I’ve you’ve ever had to work with an artist, you might be aware that we can be… odd, at times. Sometimes, we just don’t get along with others:
Anyway. I’m glad to have a friend like Cody to make cool artwork with.
Sometimes, like now, when all I feel like doing is drawing spacesuits, I get to the face of the lucky guy or gal inside and lose interest. That’s when I spice things up with a skull, or an alien, or… a robot!
There’s no good reason to put a robot in a spacesuit, except that it’s really fun.
I always try to get away from the building I work in for lunch. I work long days and am unbelievably busy just about every minute I’m there. So, it’s really essential that I am not thinking or talking about work for at least an hour around mid-day.
Sometimes I read. Often I watch something online, but once in a while I’ll draw.
Living in Oklahoma City is very different than living in San Francisco. The sight of a guy in business clothes with a sketchpad out is unusual here, and I get weird looks quite often. That didn’t stop me today, though!
I was supposed to be taking notes in a meeting, but this pathetic fella wasn’t having it.
Like a bolt out of the blue, the desire to create and produce new artwork just comes back. I've been wanting to draw for some time, but wanting to and feeling compelled to are different things. Life gets busy, priorities can change, and time becomes a thief. However, when that itch finds its way under your skin, there's nothing for it except to start scratching…
Yes, the days slip by, becoming weeks and months. There’s so many things I want to draw and stories I want to share, but my minutes of free time are few and I’m tired. Nevertheless, it’s impossible to ignore desire , as nagging and vicious as it can be, and once in a while I still manage to get a little something on paper.
Here’s my little friend. I thought he came out looking neat. Someone else told me he’s scary, and one other said he was cute.
The longer I go between drawings, the more it starts to really bug me.
2016 was the most-unproductive year, artistically-speaking, that I can remember. It had a lot to do with where I am in life, what’s going on, and a reevaluation of what I want to do with my art.
All you can do is keep working, though, right? Here’s to a new year, with new plans, ambitions, and new drawings. Gotta work out those demons before they eat you up from the inside…
I’m trying to wind myself up for a new project. It involves lots of spacesuits, robots, and ruined, industrial sci-fi settings. Really, everything I love in life… imaginary life.
One of the most-difficult ongoing struggles I face is finding enough time to draw. The last year has been so busy, I’m thinking about not taking on more freelance commissions for the near future, at least until I’ve finished drawing a few things that have been waiting for a while now and are pounding at the door on my conscience.
Enough of that, you came here for the drawing, right? So, here’s a little sketch I cleaned up to get the juices flowing. It’s going to be on the table for that upcoming project. More on that soon…
I’m sick. I hate being sick.
It’s nice to get a day off of work, but it sucks to not being able to do much with it. I have a comfy bed, though, and lots of books that need reading. So, I should be alright.
Drawing is not something I do well when I don’t feel well, but blogging doesn’t require much energy and I do have a little drawing from this weekend that I thought worth sharing.
This is for a friend who broke her arm recently. It’s based off a mascot that she cares a lot about, and I thought she might like a little cyber-zombie treatment to make the bull a little more interesting. I don’t think I can transfer this to a cast (on the arm), but it might make for some good nightmare-fuel while healing.
Living in San Francisco meant I was one of thousands of artists roaming the city, often subtly (or not at all) drawing their fellow citizens, especially on the BART. It’s a little bit harder to sneak in a drawing of someone sitting nearby in Oklahoma City. People tend to notice and get weirded out much faster here. I guess artists aren’t quite as accepted here as they are on the West Coast…
Anyway, this guy was actually dressed quite nicely for work when I made him a quick-study subject at lunch this week. I added the spacesuit because… well, because spacesuits are more-interesting than collared shirts.