Art man. A therapeutic outlet, yet the obsession to achieve the better is a constant battle of sanity for me. This image has been complete for some time now thanks to the digital color work of Norman Wong.
I have quite a collection of completed works. Waiting to be printed. So many personal and financial tropes that I need to learn to overcome. The first is failure. Failure is inevitable. It is necessary to grow and learn from. So difficult to accept failure before an action.
Example: I self publish a comic no one will purchase. lt sits at my place. I produce and artbook that goes nowhere. I create art no one cares about, or do they? I don’t know. In the honest truth it’s not my place to care. It’s only my purpose to create.
Conventions. To me conventions are a scam for artists/creators. Artists designed to sell other properties for money is troublesome to me. I don’t judge if you enjoy it. It’s just important to explore our own ideas. Why though, If no one buys them right? Hence McFarlane’s Spider Man fan art for sale (which I am guilty of but enjoyed it).
The convention costs exceed the average sales for an independent creator artist not selling fan art. It is a promotion cost that is necessary to acquire interest in our work. However anything over 300 dollars in total convention cost seems a little steep for me. There has got to be a better form of promotion. If there isn’t there should be. This is why I avoid conventions. It just is not financially practical (say the guy who is unpractical)
I understand the idea of sacrifice for ones dreams. I just don’t think paying a large fee to be drowned out is the way to go. I can be drowned out for nothing via web. I propose no answers only obstacles. So I guess this a rant.
I hope you enjoyed the visual anguish..I am the beast.
I scored a few of these oversized 13×19″ mid 1980’s paper samples from a friend of mine. The larger format allows me to practice my brush work. The pages I got are all random types of textures and colors. This one is from the “Select” series. Sunset mauve is the color from Levenger/Circa paper company (because I like the specifics). Used white acrylic paint for the highlights which actually works a lot better than the whiteout I used previously.
This drawing is titled “Harpie”
In the evening hours when most people prefer to sleep I draw. A ritual, perhaps even a compulsion. I do my best to create a topic before my imagination gets ahead of me. I often fail. These are some of the many illustrations that have no focused direction for an audience. These have become an encrypted diary. When I look back at past illustrations, I remember how I felt or what I was thinking about (irrelevant to the actual illustration) while working on a specific section. Like an old letter, but substituting the alphabet with line intersections. To be honest, I hate looking back at old drawings. It’s like looking into a mirror (which I dislike also). These are reflections of what I once was, even a second is “once was” ago. I have changed, evolved since the time it took to look. The time it takes to interpret and decipher the image I am looking at it has already changed. Never an accurate depiction. The speed of thought is far more quick than the speed of sight.
Or maybe I just think to fucking much.
Yeah, that more likely.
The Mobilist is a one page illustration I originally did for fun. I was referencing Stagecoach/buggy vehicles. It kind of took a life of it’s own. I gave it to Ibrahim to color. He did an amazing job! The more I stare at it, the more I’d like to contribe a story. We’ll see how it turns out. I have a few stories written down. Some have quite a few pages. I’ve been strongly looking into creating pulp style novel with a few illustrations in it as well as a cover. I don’t expect it to be a hot seller, so the print run will be very short. I’ll keep the site posted as it progresses.
The Battling Goblin Queen. This is the prideful look she gives before going into the bloody, dismembering battle.
The creature that beckons nightly. It promises the comfort of home, before I became lost and forgotten.
The sarcastic phantom that pretends to be a motivation light. FYI it’s a creep.
These are some loose pencil sketches I decided to tighten up, ink and recently color. So far they are just images that haunt me, but I reckon these will soon become stickers. One of these drawings are for sale in store along with some others previously shown. Once I finally pull the print trigger I will not sell the drawings for the price shown. Just saying.
Thanks for peeping my creeps for show!
For about two weeks, I’m selling this page. It’s a one page comic. It’s from a series of one pagers I’m putting together into a comic called Sassafrass. If there are no takers in a couple of weeks, I’ll feature another original to replace it!
Thanks for looking!
Easter is over, spring is official. Big whoop, here is a one page monster comic to add to the Monday horrors. I have scheduled one page comics for Monday. I could use them. I hope these help you also. Thanks to Shuiez for flatting this up!
Good luck out there!