Sunday, June 30, 2019
Saturday, June 29, 2019
Friday, June 28, 2019
Thursday, June 27, 2019
Wednesday, June 26, 2019
Tuesday, June 25, 2019
Monday, June 24, 2019
Sunday, June 23, 2019
Saturday, June 22, 2019
Mom's Red Eye
Annie believed her Mom's 'Red Eyed Monster' in a drain pip, a concept dating back to the Ojo mini series.
Later Nola has the same confusion with red eyes and mother issues that Annie had,
Only Nola's mother is still alive, and the Eye is more complex and less of a monster.
Likewise, my illustration of the Mom's Red Eye . . . changed over the years about became more abstract too.
Friday, June 21, 2019
Wednesday, June 19, 2019
Tuesday, June 18, 2019
Watercolor Tree, Phase Four
I hope I don't sound too pretentious in these posts.
Tons of folks do watercolors, and many are way more talented and skilled than I am.
Despite my artistic limitations, I'd like to think i might inspire other potential self-taught artists to try new stuff.
If a wonky artists like me can get this far, then imagine what even *more* awesome stuff other artists' will do!
Monday, June 17, 2019
Watercolor Tree, Phase Three
You know, an argument could be made that this tree couldn't be finished - right here - at this stage.
Could have been more gutsy to do that. But that's not what happened.
Instead, I pressed on, adding more texture as I went. This pic too, too, could have been a junction to quit - but such was not to be.
Only one more post to see what the final *finished* Tree looks like.
Sunday, June 16, 2019
Saturday, June 15, 2019
Thursday, June 13, 2019
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
Monday, June 10, 2019
Sunday, June 9, 2019
Saturday, June 8, 2019
Friday, June 7, 2019
Looking Back . .
Digging through some of my moldy old art . . .
. . I cancel myself, trying to find a mainstream style . .
but also reverting to my Distorted/Underground/Abstract pre-super hero roots.
I kept gravitating towards a few basic shapes . .
. . looking to pour all the detail into those simple geometric shapes.
floundering, struggling, hoping one day . .
. . . to Break Through,
. . and find a style of my own.
. . I cancel myself, trying to find a mainstream style . .
but also reverting to my Distorted/Underground/Abstract pre-super hero roots.
I kept gravitating towards a few basic shapes . .
. . looking to pour all the detail into those simple geometric shapes.
floundering, struggling, hoping one day . .
. . . to Break Through,
. . and find a style of my own.