Category Archives: art

Ginger means Red

I have a LOT of red haired female friends. Some are natural, some not. Most are green eyed, a couple are blue. It’s become a challenge to draw them all.

Of particular interest is their hair. A wild combination of orange, yellow tan and brown. It’s always fun to get the mixture right.

This time though, I specifically decided to try to create a more cartoonish look.

I’m sure that I could have gone more over the top, but she was very happy with the end result. In the end, that’s what matters. And since I finished in one sitting, I recorded it! Enjoy and have a nice week!😊

Add a Little

Hey guys! The holiday is over and we can all go back to not feeling guilty about not having a postcard life. I didn’t call anyone; there’s no one to call anymore.

Anyway, I’m working at creating new art, so here’s a video of a previous piece that I worked on. Like most, Chadwick Boseman played a lot of characters, but it was his role as Tchalla, the Black Panther, that made me happy.

When he passed it felt so unfair! I had to do something with that energy. So like many of my fellow artists I did a picture of him.

This is the video of that process. Enjoy.

Placid

Well, the year is almost over. Have I learned anything this year that can be applied in the next?

No.

I’ve had lessons reaffirmed, but I guess I’m at that point where I get more refrains than anything else. All of my new adventures are old ones… except now I go left instead of right.

For example; I recorded almost this entire piece being made. It was fun work and I let my subject see the clips, which made her even more excited for the end result.

However, she posted them and let her fans and clients see the process as well. I woke up to a very large uptick in friend request and people had liked past images accordingly. I could actually chart pieces by popularity!

I’m a videographer by trade; you would think that I would have always done these, lol. So now I’m going to try to, with the caveat that it will take a while to produce. We’ll see. Also those tattoos were hand drawn as opposed to being a selection tool manipulation.

But definitely worth it 😊

Make it Real

I had a dream that I came face to face with a Great White. It wanted to eat me, or at least have a taste, both of which would have been fatal. I told it no and I had to convince it to not kill me. It’s answer would be to either destroy me or swim away. So did I survive?

I don’t know. I woke up first.

But I definitely had the sensation of something very old and powerful deciding my fate. I was scared, just staring into black eyes that felt like stars. I was in water but it didn’t feel like anything else lived there. I couldn’t feel anything but water. It felt deep, like being in the mouth of an uncaring whale.

So I had to draw it, but I lost some of the details in waking. And that feeling of unease is still with me, even now.

It hasn’t decided. Yet.

ALL the Stars

It’s been… interesting watching the responses to Chadwick Boseman’s passing. He was important to some people and overrated to others. But to me, he reinforced the idea that I can leave on my own terms.

It has a certain appeal.

In the last few years, I’ve had a classmate and a friend in the cosplay community die unexpectedly. By unexpectedly, I mean one I hoped would be okay, but knew she was battling illness; the other I had NO clue.

It sounds weird, but having a terminal diagnosis, at least to me, allows you to grieve you. You get to determine what your loved ones deal with, get yourself in order. It gives your remaining time clarity.

So yeah; I can see him not wanting the pity awards. Ledger did an awesome job as the Joker, but you always have to wonder how much of that was a lifetime achievement award. We were applauding a young talent, not knowing how briefly he would hear the praise and appreciation. He was our first REAL leading man superhero, who’s origins weren’t a gang or a ghetto. He’ll always be that for me.

Sorry no beginning. My capture software crashed! Not bad from memory, though…

Dancing Pants

Well, I finished! After several trips and lots of stress I can relax a little. So I spent the night finishing my painting and making a clip of my work 😊

I try to be positive as much as possible, but sometimes it’s a difficult task. But I’m starting to separate my grief from my daily life.

I’m already starting on a project that would have been timely a week ago. With video! Should be fun.

Type

It’s a good thing that I have a high stress tolerance! I’m working on a podcast right now (not my own) and there were a lot of mistakes made. I’ll fix them after I post this 😉

I love doing these preview shots. When I first started, they were a pain to remember. Now it’s almost second nature.

I got my start as a kid doing comic style art. I still defer to it sometimes. Like here, to keep separation between the character and the background. But it’s hard to fight the urge to do realism.

Honestly, I’m getting better at working around my job as a videographer. I was so used to doing images in one sitting, so learning to pace myself has been very helpful.

As for digital…here I turned off the color for most of the background. I’m not happy with it and need to make changes to create depth. Working slower helps me avoid some of the mistakes that tend to sleep into a speed painting.

So next week, you’ll see a finished project and a video as well! In the meantime, enjoy your week.

UPload

This week I learned that putting a house 1100 miles away that you inherited on the market is hard. I ended up driving to Alabama. I’ve had very little sleep, lol.

But enough of that. I’m doing another female bodybuilder, yay! I get asked if that’s all I draw or is it a fetish or something. The answer is no. But I have been a powerlifter since I was 16. So I have traveled in the same circles.

Plus, women in general tend to be more receptive to being drawn. It’s a little flattering and you get to see yourself the way that the artist does. Most women I’ve met who lift weights tend to be a bit more confident and self assured. They aren’t manly at all; most are so girly and giggly that it’s kinda sweet.

Also, a few haven’t had a lot of self esteem. Changing yourself, your body through an act of will is very empowering. Once you conquer you, you feel as though you can conquer anything!

So I end up trying to capture this for them. They get a lot of flak and unjustly so. Hopefully my art makes them feel appreciated.

Life goes on

My mom passed away.

It was Coronavirus. She fought for as long as she could. Over a month. All we could do was hope. We couldn’t visit, couldn’t console. We couldn’t stay in her home, our home. She passed away on the 4th of July.

So I haven’t been able to draw. We’ve been making arrangements, trying to settle things. It’s a surprisingly difficult thing.

I’ve been angry with her church. More specifically, with the arrogance and stupidity that lead to my 71 year old mother being infected during a pandemic.

I finally got back to drawing. Time never stands still. And no one is as isolated as they think.

I know…it seems inappropriate. I had to start with the last project I was given. It’s probably why it took me so long.

Anyway… thanks for being patient while I worked through my grief. You guys are the best, thank you.