I had a moment between jobs to quickly try out some of the brushes I had downloaded from Kyle T Webster since he jumped over to Adobe. They're pretty damn impressive. For complex stuff as well as basic stuff like this (above).
A ridiculous little selection of sketches and warm-up tests for the morning.
I did a quick job for MAD Magazine today that I decided to do 'the ooooold-fashioned way', for no other reason than to check that I can still do it.
I draw by hand a lot these days, but I've been working predominantly digitally for the last 15 years and it's a good habit to make sure you can still get your deadlines in on time if your computer gets drowned in water because you were racing out the door to dinner and forgot to screw the lid of your water bottle on tightly... on Christmas Day.
Anyway, here are some of the 'in progress' shots. To see how it all turned out, visit MAD Magazine, and be sure to stay and look at all the other work by their crop of talented cartoonists and writers.
I awake daily with excruciating plantar fasciitis because I was born an old man and my body hates me.
So I went to my unusually funny podiatrist who took one look at my foot, said "Oof." then wrapped my entire right foot in gauze and athletic tape. She said "Keep that on for four days," then she narrowed her eyes and growled, "and whatever you do... do not get it wet."
That night I attempted to shower.
It was a nightmare.
I don't have the core strength, nor the flexibility to hang my foot out of the shower and balance on my other foot while trying to bathe. I danced around on my soapy toes like a drunken chimp until I slipped over and bruised my arm. Water dripped down my leg and onto the floor, flooding the bathroom and saturating my bandages.
Shakespeare wrote, in King Henry IV, Part 1: "Before the game is afoot, thou still let'st slip"
I don't know what it means, but I'm pretty sure he's making fun o' me.
Bruised and battered, but not defeated, I gave up on showering. For the rest of the week, every day was...
I had my laptop taken by accident at LaGuardia airport when I was going through the TSA checkpoint. Thanks to planned obsolescence, everyone seems to have roughly the same model of Apple laptop at any given point in time. For that reason, I always draw on my laptop to make sure that if you’re stealing it, you know you’re stealing it.
That's three Ms.
My dear friend, theatre director, voice-actor, and dialect coach extraordinaire Leith McPherson, started a brilliant rant on Twitter against the increasing spate of phlegm-based interruptions to theatre shows in Melbourne of late.
It made me laugh, and it tickled my onomatopoeia-o-meter®.
The rant is preceded by:
To all my cartoony friends at San Diego Comic Con this week - good luck! Hope you have a fantastic time. I wish I were there with you. This is the first SDCC I've missed since moving to the States. I'll see you all at New York Comic Con in October!
Here's my sketchbook from last year's SDCC...