Way to go procrastination!…..ugh.
Way to go procrastination!…..ugh.
Aside from drawing like a weirdo psycho I’ve been developing this silly youtube channel Hobbo Sad Clown with my buddy Robert Early Ray. It’s a small part of a bigger plan. This is the first of a series. Aside from Rory there will be other characters in this world showing some of their skills.
This past weekend I’ve began redrawing for an art book I’m putting together as well. It will be a refined collection of a sketch book I filled called My Emo Vortex. I’m having some friends of mine help out with digital colors. This image is an original sketch of mine from the book my buddy David Aimerito colored for me. This will not be in the book because it’s not from the redrawn collection I’m doing. David wanted to just experiment with my original sloppy sketch to get a visual. I think he did a pretty good job!
Here are more Permo: Circa 1942 entries. I’m a little sick of myself for this grey alien obsession I’ve developed as of late. It’s a phantom thought I try to avoid because of the rabbit hole that follows. At any rate the curiosity of evolution compels me…
Laying out a Punisher sketch cover featuring a grey as Marvel comic’s Punisher The sketch came out okay. We’ll see how it translates.
A feeling during the act of procrastination.
This is how I imagine animals perceive modern society. I’ll never understand animal domestication. It seems antisocial and vein to me. No offense intended. I like animals. I just don’t believe they are people.
I don’t have this dream often, but it is a reoccurring one. One of those things you can’t unseen, but kinda wish you did.
Sometimes to distract my brain from drawing I draw. I have understood my brain to draw on two types of roads. One is creative drawing. Developing, fleshing out ideas and shapes.
Two is less creative. Drawing to learn to draw better using existing templates or concepts. Teaching myself to refine and define for sake of the craft and not the idea. This brings me to sketch covers!
A sketch cover is typically a blank comic cover with the title only. Comic companies have made these for goof balls like me to take it upon myself to draw the featured character in MY image. Any one can attain these special covers. They are called “Blank Sketch Variants” They are sold at comic specialty stores. If there is not one close simply go on ebay type the key word I mentioned and BAM!
I have to admit I am a bit compulsive with these. I have little time to sell them as I complete them, so I just put them aside. I have a little over 40 completed now. I have decided to list a few on ebay this week (here is a link)
Here are a few I have completed sprinkled throughout the weeks:
Here are some more Permo: Circa 1942 sketch book entries…
This drawing is my ideal of the separation of body and mind. As one attempts to help the other in somewhat of an awkward way.
As worm hole theories are being discovered this scientist is in the beginning experimental stages. Since one of his limbs are gone he devised a small worm hole generator fixed to cup the rounded stub attached to his shoulder. He is also experimenting with a larger version behind him. He has tuned in to a very specific controlled dimension. The creatures that attempt to come through have trouble acclimating to the scientist gravity which leaves them controlled and harmless to the scientist.
The fellow in the center refers to himself as the king. He has no concept of what a king is or does. Only how a king dresses. Approximately one year ago the creature hiding to the right discovered the ability to witness other worlds through an object it found in a watery cave. The object is the size of a frisbee and looks very similar to a mirror. Only it show other worlds as opposed to a reflection. They have named it an Uglaghc (at least thats’ what it sounds like). They are all obsessed with this discovery. They often reenact the things they see for entertainment. They are funny to watch.
Page 1. describes me (the idea of me) realizing the present reality. The world has grown to be so familiar it is sometimes difficult to remember where I am. In what I presume to be the “Waking” world and this dream world. The first sign is I am never there when the sun is out. I don’t know if there even is one. The second is there is 2 moons. I usually know for certain by the moon which reality I’m in. The last (and sometimes the most confusing) is the I only have 3 fingers and a thumb. I don’t know if I have a neck because I have instant 360 sight. I don’t believe I am human, but I only see myself as one for reference to my presumed identity.
Page 2. I have grown to be friends with this creature. It is somewhat of an outcast like myself. It’s appearance is holochrome similar to a chinese beetle only with more reflection (imagine the shifting color of a bubble before it bursts). It’s species is hyper evolving. Every offspring significantly evolves to adapt to the environment. It’s mother is recognized as something of a pet. It’s grandmother and insect, great grand mother a worm maggot and so on. The majority of the civilization in this area does not realize or understand this creature’s intelligence. It is seen as a giant unwanted nuisance.
Many of the species on this world have connected to what we might call telepathy. Speech is not only unused. It is so primitive, it is literally unheard. You could scream and never be noticed. They do not understand what we call sound. I am also still unable to “connect” with the majority. I communicate with this creature through body language. It is very witty, but lost and lonely.
I have a guide that helps me navigate and understand this world. It is in my head. I have never seen it. When I watch everyday life in the world the guide explains what is taking place and shows me examples so I can better interpret. It uses my memories to explain…well not “my” memories, but collected memories from what I would calls humans.