Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Friday, February 24, 2006
Thursday, February 23, 2006
So, one of our board artists dodged a meeting today because he was "sick". This was, and will continue to be, a painful meeting that is responsible for much suffering and woe. So we called him at home and figured out he was painting his new shed, and while he was describing the job, another guy on the crew was drawing this picture. Made me laugh. I know this is an inside joke, but what the hell. I only wish I had the brains to stay home and a shack to paint.
I take no credit for this drawing, but thought it was worth a post. To my sickly friend, I think your shed needs one more coat. Maybe you should stay home tomorrow too.
Cough, cough...ohhhh I feel an ailment coming on.
What a shitty day. I had to spend my lunch hour in this stupid meeting about Harrasment and Discrimination, and then had to spend an interminable hour in a useless unproductive meeting.
Oh well. At least I have drawings to show for it. These are the drawings from the Harrassment thingie. The sketch from the evil 4:00 meeting is over on Phloo!.
I drew Howard Stern because his name came up. His name always comes up in meetings like this!
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Howdy all. I've been posting these over at my other blog (the night job) as they get done. I don't want to clog this site up with stupid comics, so I'll throw them up here in batches until my Comrades tell me to get the fuck out.
I wanted to shift things a bit on two of the posts and make Doubt the good guy for a change. I'm also starting to play Confidence as this over optimistic, unflappable idiot. I'm having more fun with this than I've had with drawing in a long time...and I'm working through my personal issued at the same time. Multi-tasking! I'm so 80's.
To the Count...one of these three was drawn just for you. An explanation of why I get messed up and pull my rants from time to time. I'm going to hell for that one.
Monday, February 20, 2006
It's President's Day. For our international visitors, it's basically a holiday that gives us another three day weekend. Yeah! So for President's Day I present..
Todd Blankenship! President of the North Platte Nebraska's Official Star Wars Fanclub! (He's the one in the middle.)
With him are the rest of the club, Chad Gornecki and Randy Henderson. Chad is the treasurer of the club. Randy couldn't get the votes to get on the Jedi Council, but he's running again next year. He lost out because he couldn't host meetings at his Mom's house because she has cats and Todd is allergic.
Chad's bummed you couldn't see the rest of his Chewbacca suit, but can't put it on for another week and a half because he shot himself in the foot with his crossbow.
They go by "Yoda's Foot" because as Todd says "We kick butt."
Sunday, February 19, 2006
I keep a stack of animation under my storypad to act as a desk blotter as I work. This usually becomes a repository for phone numbers, notes, and phone doodles. Many of these sketches are better than anything I produce while I'm working.
As you can see, I still have superheroes on the brain. I was looking at a lot of Shane Glines stuff at the time and so the drawing reflects his influence. I
I also like the kitty drawn in blue.
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Enough is enough. I have started a new blog.
It is http://kartoonkagematch.blogspot.com.
Storyboredom is supposed to be a fun place. I am going to be blowing out the anger in the new venue. All storyboredom bloggers who want to contribute are welcome. You will have the invites in your inboxes shortly. I will continue to contribute to storyboredom. This will be the home of my pirates and meeting doodles. the more inflammatory political stuff will now live on the kagematch. So if you're in the mood for green penises and political debate, come on over! Step into the thunderdome!
Friday, February 17, 2006
Ha! I figured out my posting problems...files were too big. So we're back in business.
Here's a design from a project that no longer needs this character. And what is this blog for? To catch those drawings that never see the light of day. Imagine if a sheep could talk, what would it say? How about, "Stop looking at me you hairless, pink monkey...Go sheer yourself and cut your own dang tail off...Nice tie." What's funnier than a cantankerous sheep, I ask you? Well, in a family film....Lots....I can see why they cut it.
More comics to come this weekend I hope (If those darn needy kids will leave me the heck alone..."Boo hoo...I'm hungry...I'm thirsty...I'm poopy...I'm on fire..." Dammmit! Get a job! Its been what, five years. Grow up already!
Sigh...Anyway....I like sheep. But only for their hooves.
Ps. For all those who doubt...90% of what I say, I say in jest. I really do love my kids, and have no known affliction towards sheep of any kind. Any rumours to the contrary are completely false and probably not worth repeating. What happened on the farm, stays on the farm.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Based on his BRILLIANT comments from the last post, I HAD to do this for you Walleye. You crack me up, man.
So here he is...Superbush! He has supersized ears for listening in on American citizens, huge balls, for doing what he does to the country on a daily basis, and best of all, he's bulletproof! This comes in handy when you have a VP as trigger happy as he has! Kablam!
Maybe a Lex Luthor Cheney next? Hmmm....
Monday, February 13, 2006
So , I didn't think I would be putting up anything political again so soon, but I don't have any more pirates ready yet. I threw this up mostly because poor Robo's monkey has been the newest thing on here for days now. Also, I know I said a while back I said I was gonna start a new blog for the political stuff. After talking to Robo, Walleye and skribbl, they talked me into leaving them here. So I will. I noticed after the last post I received fewer comments from our visitors. I don't mean to make anyone uncomfortable, but people who know me know I feel strongly about our political situation here in the good ol' US of A. Anyway, this one was on my desk blotter, so I scanned it in and threw the color on in Photoshop.
Thursday, February 09, 2006
This was drawn at about 5:45 pm at the end of an excruciatingly long meeting. I hate afternoon meetings. Producers put them on the schedule because they think that productive work will actually get done. I've never actually been to a meeting that began after 4:00 where anything productive actually happened. Everyone is tired, brain dead and hungry. Maybe the workday should end at 4:00, because for all intents and purposes, it kind of already does.
Anyway, it's inspired by this hilarious short on the internet where a chimpanzee bar patron tells a joke to a chimpanzee bar tender(genius!).
I know, I'm getting soft here. Well, sometimes, I swell up, all emotional and gooey inside, and I can't help but spread love. This comic has drawn me to a part of myself I didn't know existed (fade up the wind instruments) a side I'm afraid to show
(soft focus on the lens) I side I cannot show in this cold sterile male dominated world of professional animation (cut in to close up on tear rolling down the cheek). And yet, this nougaty center is the real me, the magnetic pull of my character that grounds me as the winds of life buffet against my wide, powerful, ass (music swells). Sure, I'm soft, but so is a toxic death bubble, and like the bubble, all I need from time to time....is a little pop (tilt camera up to the tree tops and push in on the sun blowing out the lens as a choir sings "Fuuuuuuckkkkk YYYYoooooooouuuuuuuu"....)
Just had to get back to the pirates. The Statue of Liberty thing was exhausting. Could have put a bit more time in this one, but wanted to cleanse the palette, as it were. Also, didn't want to go to color on this one. Wanted a simpler look on this one. Poor Barnabas, stuck between a rock and a hard place. Think I'll try to figure out what got him in dutch with the crew so bad.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
This is an attempt at a caricature I was doing today of Ricky Gervais. I've been listening to his podcasts (of course loved "The Office") and thought of doing a caricature of him. I wanted to try one without the goatee and see if it still worked. Damn this is hard. I'm not sure. Almost there but not. I dunno. I'll post a better one when I get a closer. Suggestions??
Okay, here's another one based on the David Brent character. I think it works better. Still not happy though. Waaa waaa waaah!
Ok, so this is really cheesy, but....
My oldest daughter is going through this phase where anytime that we sit together and there's a piece of paper nearby she insists that I draw her. She mugs and everything. Now I try really hard to be a gruff and hardened steel toed type of macho manly man, but when she twists up into that kiddie type of smile of hers, I can't help but fold. Its weird how we've got this connection through drawings (she loves to draw aswell), and I know that with so many other things in life, moments of time are gone in the blink of an eye, and before you know it, things are turned on their head. While this lasts, I think I'm going to try and make the most of it. Why am I posting this? I dunno...I was drawing them tonight in the tub, and it got me thinking about an old painting I'd been ignoring for a year or so. I dragged it out after they went to bed and decided to play with it. It's not really finished, and I'm not a painter by any means, but I enjoy putting brush to canvas every now and then. I figured since its all fresh in my head, and this blog is set up to catch those drawings that fall through the cracks, why not toss it up and see what happens. The ink drawing of the gals in the tub was being worked on when the younger one splashed, blotting the ink. So I decided to go with it and using tub water, we blotted and smeared the ink around. Once again, its a pretty shitty drawing, but I like the idea of it. The last portrait was done with a ball point penish thing and crayola markers (while she ate her peas). Nothing like pure colour saturation.
I'll get back to the comics in a day or so. Man, I hope that if my kid stops drawing, she picks up my twisted sense of humour and hangs onto that...Life is vulgar...laughing at it is survival.
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Taking a short break from the pirates. Reason is, the other day one of our posters, Walleye, made a comment on skribbl's post about the fat angel. He felt he had gone too far in his ramblings. He then proceeded to delete his own comment. Now if you have read some of Walleye's rants, you know he is hilarious, insightful and says a lot of dark stuff we can all relate to. I chided him about his self-censorship. Getting up on my soap box, I was all "Shame on you, bla bla bla, this is a free space to draw and speak, bla bla bla...that shirt doesn't go with those pants, bla bla bla..." Shortly after that, Nagi posted the beautiful piece of Bush as one of the four Horsemen of the Apocolypse. This all got me in a fired up mood to do a drawing about censorship and art and our blog. Although I am not one for drawing dirty pictures just because, I also realized that if I wanted to do something off color, I should be able to. Hate speech not included (for myself anyway). So here is my offering. This was also a lot of fun. I did the line drawing on paper with the Faber Castell Pitt artist brush pen. Scanned it in to Painter, using various watercolor brushes, then imported it into Photoshop to add the text layers. Bobopoly noted that I am getting a 70's look to my stuff. Thank you, Bob! This was also fun, because you won't see me putting any panels in my day job with green guys with giant schlongs! Let freedom schwing!
Addendum: If you hate this piece or think I've gone too far, I want to hear your opinion too.
Addendum #2 Just for fun I thought I would post the original uncolored line art. I kind of like it too.
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
I drew this guy during a mandatory "Unlawful Discrimination and Harassment" meeting (thank you Arnold Schwartzenegger). I don't know why but that's what came out of my head. I love drawing at boring meetings because your hand has a mind of it's own and crazy stuff flows out of it. Does anybody share this same affliction??