SO I got back from San Diego on the 21st, bit behind on reporting on that. I didn't draw nearly enough, but I got lots of exercise running around and exploring as much as I could. If only I could do more! But while San Diego was a LOT nicer than I was expecting, it was still...Partially what I was expecting. No, I am not going to elaborate on that ( Read more... )

( Read more... )

I found a folded piece of paper in my notebook and was all "oh yeah, I was gonna post some doodles of my new character thingy on my elgay ober dar".


( Read more... )

So the other day I was just digging around in the basement for no reason, and I dug up a tattered old bright green sketchbook that had lost a little weight and had some makeup on (Read: melted gray...Crayons? Grease? ???) and then I was all "ohh! I can use this!" So I took it to my room, opened it up...And laughed ( Read more... )

Oh hey so drawing became something I actually enjoy again.


( Read more... )

GEE IT SURE IS DISNEY AROUND HERE


( Read more... )

Yesterday I forced myself through a nasty slump again. I learned that writing/drawing/whatevering is like digging for gems in a gargantuan mountain of dirt. You get lots of dirt, and that sucks, but sometimes you hit a gem and you go "well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to dig some more ( Read more... )

( Read more... )

So two days ago I was thinking about what the end result would be if I made like a really fat notebook with 210 sheets (In 21 signatures) that was in the 3x4" size. Measures in at 3x4x1.5", and that's with 24# inkjet paper.

( I can't shove this thing in my pocket! )