Blog Archives

Fat man in a little suit…

I don’t know what happened to this one. Chalk it up to just getting some practice in, or maybe to being a little rusty.

I was just watching Alien Covenant and thinking that I didn’t like the spacesuits they used to repair their “solar sail,” but the more that time went on, the more I felt inspired by them. They look like modified, hardshell, deep sea diving suits.

This was my swing at that inspiration. I think it was a swing and a miss…

Sad robots need love too.

I was supposed to be taking notes in a meeting, but this pathetic fella wasn’t having it.

Getting ready… for action!

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…

Time is a thief and my passion is a monster.

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.

monster

Dress for success.

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…

spacesuit_13

load

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.

Enjoy!

techobull

 

What are you, some kind of half-assed astronaut?

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.

lunchtime_astronaut

I lied

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.

2016-05-01 09.30.15

The new year.

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.

FR_sketch_04

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!

Shades of gray.

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.

FRx6

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.