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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’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.
It was a New Years goal of mine to draw more and post often. Life has a funny way of getting in the way of even the most honest intentions, though. Things change, circumstances are not always what they appeared to be at first, and new opportunities come about. So… let’s try it again. Here I am, promising myself more work forthcoming.
Here’s a cute little spacesuit to keep one from dying horribly in strange places.
Hey! Busy, busy, busy. I’m determined to get more posts out, though. Lately I’ve been working like a madman and sleeping very little. The weeks fly by and I find myself nearly into the second month of 2016 already, with no real recollection of what happened to the month of January. I still find myself thinking of what I’m going to accomplish in the new year, and then realizing I’m well into it. Accomplish I have, though! Most excitingly, the printing (finally) of issue #3 of Father Robot. I’ve been waiting for the publisher to put out the digital version, to no avail. I have no idea what’s going on there…
Anyway, in the spirit of all things FR, here’s a sketch from way-back in the development days of the series. I don’t know why he has no arm.
I’ve got to get back to work, but I hope you enjoy the drawing and please feel free to drop me a line here or at sam@samgarlandillustrations… especially if you’d like to acquire a copy of the new issue!
Sometimes I feel like I’ve been dosed. It’s been an unbelievably busy Fall for me. I rarely sleep enough. I feel like I’ve accomplished a lot and I’ve been productive. The above image is from a comic commission that’s been keeping me pretty busy. I prefer to be drawing robots and spaceships, and drawing panel after panel of emotional people in rather drab hospital environments has been a real challenge! I learned a lot, though, and made some headway in keeping character consistency, which is much easier to do with robots…
Anyway, the story for the above illustration can be a real downer at times, and it was made more emotional by talking to some of the actual people the story is written around. I was tempted to make an alternate ending where a giant mech bursts in and saves the day. Maybe later…
No, not the above, but sometimes I feel like it. I know, I know. I haven’t posted in a while. It’s been a fairly insane year for me. I’ve moved three times, started a new (day) job, and become truly single for the first time in 17 years… life is different now! I love it, though. I’ve found myself drawing more than I have since grad school, my freelance client base has increased, and dating in one’s late 30’s is a lot more fun than I would have thought… if kind of weird. Anyway, things are working out for the best.
I’m going to go ahead and promise to post more about more artwork from here on out. Thanks for checking out this blog, and stay tuned for more…
If you’re in the Seattle area, come out to Emerald City Comic Con and see me. I’m back in the Artist Alley, table E-08
The first movie and I ever saw was Star Wars, in the theater, in 1977. I was a newborn, it’s true, but there’s no denying that I have been fascinated with all-things-science-fiction ever since. It’s both exciting and soothing to me.
So, I thought I might deviate in this post from the normal my-art-sharing to share my thoughts about a recent sci-fi encounter I’ve had. I don’t think of myself as a reviewer (there’s plenty of great sites, blogs, podcasts, and so on, for that already), but this one really struck a chord with me.
Recently I picked up the first issue of the new Star Trek/Planet of the Apes series from IDW and Boom:
I’ve been disappointed by such crossovers in the past, but this one is really good! The art is perfect and the story engaging and consistent with both franchises. It doesn’t feel rushed or forced at all. Go read it… now. Anyway, as I was thinking about how much I liked it, I realized it was partly because I was feeling nostalgic. So, I went rummaging through my bloated archive library of back issues until I found this gem:
This was the original run-in that Starfleet had with a planet full of malicious apes, and I remember it shocking me as a kid. In the issue, the crew of a starship are stranded on this world full of blood-thirty primates, waiting for rescue. There’s a lot of blood and death, and it really engaged my imagination as an impressionable youth. I grew up in in Arkansas in the 1980’s, and there was a real lack of out-of-state culture then. My only access to comics was at sparse racks of an occasional roadside 7-Eleven. I felt very lucky to get this, and have held on to it for almost 30 years…
I like that comics redoes things. Relaunches, ret-con’s, and re-imaginings continue the things that I love and usually put a creative spin on them. With static art, you can study all those images for as long as you want, and each artist puts their own unique passion into the work. The artwork in this issue does feel dated. I love it, but that may be the nostalgia:
It’s fun, creative, and tells a fascinating story. It says something about science fiction from that time, too, and how that genre really never has any limits.