Cody Hagman and I are working on a new project. You’ve seen a few things I’ve been working on for it, but I thought folks might enjoy seeing the steps it takes for us working together.
Some people complain because they work in a cubicle. I feel like my desk, which sits in the middle of an intersection of busy hallways and has absolutely no privacy, is like working in a fishbowl. That being said, I’d gladly don a big round fishbowl-like helmet if it attached to a spacesuit for work. There’s just something about a techno suit that has everything you need to stay alive that I love.
I’m feeling spacesuits that are too heavy. Remember that movie Deadman? These cowboy-types are out in the wild, being cold, and one guy says, “don’t worry about your arms, they’ll take care of themselves. Keep you body warm.” I’ve always felt that way about spacesuits. The armor has gotta be on top.
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.
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…
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!
That’s it, pretty much. The title kind of says it all. I’ve sort of settled in Oklahoma City now. I have a day job that takes pretty much all of my waking hours during the week and the freelance work takes up the rest of it. From too little work to too much. Ugh. I miss rainy days and mellow liberals. Does Seattle miss me?
Throughout the 80’s, Hayao Miyazaki created a comic called Nausicaä. I didn’t discover the series until about 10 years ago, but I was blown away by the style it was done in. There was a lot of hashing instead of solid blacks (for shading) and everything was done in a kind of loose, organic line work. It created such a unique feel for everything, and really even created a mood for the whole world. I feel like these 3-value drawings of Father Robot I’ve done in the past couple of days remind me of how Nausicaä made me feel back when I first read it. Not that it’s in the same style or anywhere near as well-rendered, but I do like how this has come out.
Again, this was done with Copic technical pens and sketch markers. I got a little more variation in value by blending the markers together when I could.