I hope this blog will work as part portfolio part sketchbook and a good motivation to keep drawing too! Any comments, crits and help is so very much appreciated.
Thursday, 15 December 2011
Saturday, 10 December 2011
"I have a friend, he's mostly made of pain. He wakes up, drives to work,
and then straight back home again. He once cut one of my nightmares out of paper.
I thought it was beautiful, I put it on a record cover.
And I tried to tell him he had a sense of color and composition so magnificent.
And he said 'Thank you, please but your flattery is truly not becoming me.
Your eyes are poor. You are blind. You see, no beauty could have come from me.
I am a waste of breath, of space, of time.' "
and then straight back home again. He once cut one of my nightmares out of paper.
I thought it was beautiful, I put it on a record cover.
And I tried to tell him he had a sense of color and composition so magnificent.
And he said 'Thank you, please but your flattery is truly not becoming me.
Your eyes are poor. You are blind. You see, no beauty could have come from me.
I am a waste of breath, of space, of time.' "
Wednesday, 2 November 2011
2 new pieces for the portfolio.
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Also extremely pleased to say that the developing team some
friends and I put together has released its first little project! So far I’ve
been in charge of all the art for these little games and apps, and it’s been
great fun!
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Friday, 21 October 2011
But then, my knees give under me. My head feels weak and
suddenly it is clear to see that it is not them but me, who has lost my self-identity.
As I hide behind these books I read, while scribbling my poetry,
like art could save a wretch like me, with some ideal ideology that no one can hope to achieve.
And I am never real; it is just a sketch of me.
And everything I made is trite and cheap and a waste of paint, of tape, of time.
suddenly it is clear to see that it is not them but me, who has lost my self-identity.
As I hide behind these books I read, while scribbling my poetry,
like art could save a wretch like me, with some ideal ideology that no one can hope to achieve.
And I am never real; it is just a sketch of me.
And everything I made is trite and cheap and a waste of paint, of tape, of time.
Saturday, 10 September 2011
Thursday, 1 September 2011
Saturday, 20 August 2011
Cripple: Style variations
Thursday, 11 August 2011
Tarot cards
At a bit of a low point, but decided to work on my Tarot deck. A few years ago I entered the Team Chow challenge over on ConceptArt.org, the topic was to create a Tarot deck. Unfortunately I couldn't finish, but I did a heap of research for it, and so pulled out the old sketches and had a play:) So here's my The Fool, The Princess Of Sword's, and #10 of Swords. King of cups coming up:)
Thursday, 4 August 2011
Saturday, 30 July 2011
Studio Ghibli "fan Art"
Wednesday, 20 July 2011
Monday, 18 July 2011
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