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I have watched Skyfall more than once and probably plan to do so again. It is so dreamlike and id-tastic and surreal. There are a lot of great faces to draw in that movie, Bond’s notwithstanding (Daniel Craggy-as-hell-who-carved-your-face-out-of-the-platonic-form-of-godlike-mountains-sir-but-I-digress). I really enjoy Q’s/Ben Whishaw’s face and the way he carries himself throughout that movie.

I am always fascinated by how actors/characters are filmed/portrayed in reaction to whatever perceived archetype they may be. Obviously men and women tend to be treated differently (visually) in this respect.

How many desolate fields of yellowing wheat will manly men stare into while wearing grey suits, GQ/Details/all fashion magazines/that last segment of Skyfall?

Which is why I love this photoshoot here. It’s very non-traditional—much more common for an actress to be shot this way than an actor.

Basically, Ben Whishaw is an enigmatic water nymph. Count me a fan.

Migratory Accessorizing 2012

To Mix:

1 pt Prairie Home Companion

2 pts survival stories

1 pt errant freckles

1 pt cyborgian aptitude

1 ice cube stolen from the top of a mountain in Norway

Stir, be baffled, enjoy.

It was going to be a strange morning.

I did a series of tiny sketches/illustrations for an abandoned card game a while back. Maybe I’ll bring some of these to finish if they stick long enough.

Your Concerns Will Be Noted

2012

I think I just want everyone to wear poofypants and great boots and horns. That last part I am still waiting to come into vogue so I can finally can start wearing big stupid horns in public, but sometimes fashion is a little late.

Some freeform sketching.

This is the first drawing I’ve made for myself in weeks. My injury is still pretty bad so I have to be very quick with these. This was just freeform pencil-forms-to-brush-pen-on-spare-printer-paper in a couple of minutes. But it felt good.

Hey internet….It’s been a while.

I injured my hand about a month ago, which is why updates have been scarce. Being an artist with a hand that doesn’t work? Not the best situation. I am slowly recovering but it seems that my body has started to try to destroy itself, so there is a lot less art being made than I’d like.

Here’s a very quick sketch I was able to bang out before my hand started seizing up. It’s dedicated to/loosely based on a friend who has a really fantastic tattoo.

(The actual tattoo in question is fairly different. I am hoping that when I heal a bit more I can make a finished piece that captures what it feels like to look at, rather than necessarily an actual likeness of it. I had a whole series of these planned out before the injury, which is killing me)

Hay gurl where’d you git that dress.

Abomination   2012

A thing sits in the corner of a room, abandoned. He is the result of a failed human-animal hybrid experiment. His mouth grins and twitches uselessly, his snarl curling from human lips to a distended muzzle. He lies gangrenous, his arms bloodied stumps and his skin riddled with infections. He babbles nonsense and stares without focus.

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Before I injured my hand (hence the complete lack of posting lately) I did some drawing of a DnD game that one of my best friends was running. It was a good and surprisingly sad story arc.