Get up, get up.
A quick look at my calendar tells me I last updated about a month ago. Let me assure you that I'm very much alive and more or less well (if you don't count that one time where I thought my teeth were in danger of falling off in mid may--long story, my teeth are actually okay) and getting ready for the insanity I know my life is going to become in the next few months.
On the work front:
1. Con time is upon me again and I'm going to be at Florida Supercon's artist alley this upcoming Friday and weekend! Is anybody else going? I hear Bruce Campbell and that dude who plays Viktor Krum will be there :)
2. Time to get this train under control again. Commissions are closed until August 2009, so I can finish all previous projects, make people happy and move on to the next thing.
The last commission I finished was a rush order completed in March, for koudelka's wedding. Her fiance made the super sikrit order, plied me with pictures and I prayed I wouldn't screw it up. Thus:
A watercolor commish this time.
They had it sitting with the cake. :3
teilea, I have absolutely not forgotten about you.
3. On a sadder note...Lipstick Lingerie had to close its doors on May 24th. I know--I'm sure the store would have made it through the recession if it hadn't been so young--it certainly had the necessary appeal and a growing clientele. However, the decision was made. While it left a little hole in my heart, I'm better for the experience, since I got to meet, play and work with Naydi.
ILU, Naydi Santana. This is far from the end.
Life and other things:
1. I'm about to do something a little nuts. More on that later.
2. In anticipation of said nutty something, Jeff had me over for a couple of days at his place in Miami, so I could regroup, breathe a little, and draw on top of a building listening to awesome DJs while gazing at the South Beach night skyline. If I hadn't made this fact obvious before, I must say it again: I have, like, the best coworkers in the history of ever.
The streets don't look too mean here but as always...
..we fight crime.
The Batcave is above ground so technically not a cave and I know there aren't any palm trees in Gotham, but just go with it, okay? Gods, Jeff, you must suffer so living here, I don't know how you do it.
In the unlikely event that the super hero gig fails, we'll open a restaurant.
Oh, EMO.
You know you wanna sit with us.
This is where Jeff DJs whenever he has the time. Yeah, I know. It actually does look that amazing--you're sitting all the way on top of a building overlooking Lincoln Road, Miami sprawling beneath you. My camera's kind of dying too so I'm really happy with how this pic turned out.
They sometimes have parties here, and the place gets packed. That night, however, we were all of 6 or 7 people. Feeling like a VIP's niiice.
Laura and Cool-Dude-whose-name-I-don't-remember at the helm. I sat there for hours, listening to them playing dubstep, drowning in bass sounds and feeling the breeze on my face. Most relaxing thing I've done in a long time.
My table against the pillar.
Hmm. Doodledoodle.
I've no idea what he was trying to do. It's a common occurrence.
But I'll tell you what I know he did: give me the break I couldn't give myself at the time.
3. I saw the new Star Trek movie twice. Yeah. It was that good. I hadn't seen such a concentration of hot and badass in a movie in a long time, and I might as well come out and say that I've become a Spock/Uhura shipper overnight. OH NOES, like I even have time to draw fanart about cool aliens and their headstrong human women these days. Not fair. Stop being hot and chemistry laden, you GQ mofos. That goes for you too, Captain Kirk. Argh.
4. This. On repeat, in my ipod. I bought the studio version, and it's a piece of art.
And I think we've more or less covered the past month. I gotta get my show ready now. :D Aaah, the days where I'd freak over a three hour art walk gig are long gone.
On the work front:
1. Con time is upon me again and I'm going to be at Florida Supercon's artist alley this upcoming Friday and weekend! Is anybody else going? I hear Bruce Campbell and that dude who plays Viktor Krum will be there :)
2. Time to get this train under control again. Commissions are closed until August 2009, so I can finish all previous projects, make people happy and move on to the next thing.
The last commission I finished was a rush order completed in March, for koudelka's wedding. Her fiance made the super sikrit order, plied me with pictures and I prayed I wouldn't screw it up. Thus:
A watercolor commish this time.
They had it sitting with the cake. :3
teilea, I have absolutely not forgotten about you.
3. On a sadder note...Lipstick Lingerie had to close its doors on May 24th. I know--I'm sure the store would have made it through the recession if it hadn't been so young--it certainly had the necessary appeal and a growing clientele. However, the decision was made. While it left a little hole in my heart, I'm better for the experience, since I got to meet, play and work with Naydi.
ILU, Naydi Santana. This is far from the end.
Life and other things:
1. I'm about to do something a little nuts. More on that later.
2. In anticipation of said nutty something, Jeff had me over for a couple of days at his place in Miami, so I could regroup, breathe a little, and draw on top of a building listening to awesome DJs while gazing at the South Beach night skyline. If I hadn't made this fact obvious before, I must say it again: I have, like, the best coworkers in the history of ever.
The streets don't look too mean here but as always...
..we fight crime.
The Batcave is above ground so technically not a cave and I know there aren't any palm trees in Gotham, but just go with it, okay? Gods, Jeff, you must suffer so living here, I don't know how you do it.
In the unlikely event that the super hero gig fails, we'll open a restaurant.
Oh, EMO.
You know you wanna sit with us.
This is where Jeff DJs whenever he has the time. Yeah, I know. It actually does look that amazing--you're sitting all the way on top of a building overlooking Lincoln Road, Miami sprawling beneath you. My camera's kind of dying too so I'm really happy with how this pic turned out.
They sometimes have parties here, and the place gets packed. That night, however, we were all of 6 or 7 people. Feeling like a VIP's niiice.
Laura and Cool-Dude-whose-name-I-don't-remember at the helm. I sat there for hours, listening to them playing dubstep, drowning in bass sounds and feeling the breeze on my face. Most relaxing thing I've done in a long time.
My table against the pillar.
Hmm. Doodledoodle.
I've no idea what he was trying to do. It's a common occurrence.
But I'll tell you what I know he did: give me the break I couldn't give myself at the time.
3. I saw the new Star Trek movie twice. Yeah. It was that good. I hadn't seen such a concentration of hot and badass in a movie in a long time, and I might as well come out and say that I've become a Spock/Uhura shipper overnight. OH NOES, like I even have time to draw fanart about cool aliens and their headstrong human women these days. Not fair. Stop being hot and chemistry laden, you GQ mofos. That goes for you too, Captain Kirk. Argh.
4. This. On repeat, in my ipod. I bought the studio version, and it's a piece of art.
And I think we've more or less covered the past month. I gotta get my show ready now. :D Aaah, the days where I'd freak over a three hour art walk gig are long gone.