I get asked alot about the type of women that I draw. People think that you’re attracted to what you create. Only a few ask why.
I’m a big fan of confidence. Vulnerability isn’t my thing. Whether in body or mind, I m intrigued by the way certain people express it.
As far as female bodybuilders are concerned, they are girly in a geeky way. They’ve learned how to modify themselves as an act of willpower. There is a certain amount of confidence gained from the endeavor.
I like showing them in that light, happy and self assured in their physical accomplishments.
I’m trying to draw away a dark cloud that is trying to settle over me. I might succeed; it’s worked in the past.
There’s no guarantee that it will though. But motivation is motivation,and even though I try not to tap into negative emotions for my art anymore, sometimes it helps.
But you can’t stay there. It’s a loop and the only real way to break it is to do the things that you don’t feel like doing. Upbeat music. Time spent outside. Go online and listen to jokes or comedy clips…
Hope you guys had a great weekend! They’re always so short, huh? Anyway here’s an hour of my Saturday…
I’ve been asked before about why I don’t do more complicated pieces. Mostly it’s because I tend to draw for my personal enjoyment. Recently though, I’ve had a few things pop into my head; I just don’t know what format that I would want to use.
Oh well…I suppose that I could go back to digital. It’s just that I spend all day working on projects that way. And I have about 48 motorcycles that I may have to draw!
Welcome to the current iteration of my former life. I know, it’s been awhile. A lot has changed for me; I no longer work for the government and for awhile I worked in New York city. I’ve had several setbacks. Things could be much worse, lol.
I have kept up my art this time. I’ll do it until there’s no me to do it. And if that sounds morbid, rest assured it’s meant in a very funny way.
This poster was more about breaking me out of a funk I’d been in. Taking a chance on yourself can be scary, especially when it seems as though you aren’t going to be able to succeed!
Of course it wasn’t true; I just REALLY sucked at business. But as I kept going I got a little commission work for character development on a couple of books. I took a few classes. I’m not rich, but I’m getting there.
That painted look is getting easier to achieve with my work. Of course there is no paint involved; it’s just markers and pencils. But I’ve gotten better at it.
You can see the depth in detail. It’s taken a while to get to this level. I love doing superheroes and bodybuilders so this was fun for me.
I guess dealing with life has helped my art.
Sorry I was gone guys. Thanks for supporting me and coming back for more.
So…I bore easily. Really, REALLY easily and art has always been the way I daydream. It allowed me to create whole worlds and explore trains of thought otherwise denied to me. I couldn’t imagine NOT having the ability; it is my mutant power after all.
But I did lose it. Which should have been a sign that I’d lost myself as well, but I didn’t notice in the mess that my sanity was becoming. In the end I lost everything I cared about and did some inpatient time in a mental care facility.
Yeah, not my best moment. But it doesn’t even make the top ten list, so no worries.
One of the things that they offered me, besides a lot of pills, was a chance to draw. They were stunned at what I could do; so was I, having almost completely forgotten. By degrees, I rebuilt me. By hand.
You could say art saved me. I regained my sense of self. Accepted a new role with my family. Got a new job. I turned it around.
Art was there when I was down and out. Now I draw everyday. I have customers, which I still find weird, hahaha. I’m content.
No happy ending. But my happy place is only a thought away.
I decided to see if I could duplicate a watercolor type style with my markers. This wasn’t a task I’ve attempted before; I’m a control freak when it comes to mediums. My watercolors aren’t very loose and flowing.
Once I penciled everything in and started coloring, it went relatively quickly. I’m getting good at breaking images into high, medium and low values. Plus I was going for speed.
When I was done, I felt pretty good about my completed project. Maybe a little too good. I posted it in a forum and asked for critiques. Everyone was very helpful. Then I got this question:
It seems weird to see people stealing art to me. By stealing I don’t mean theft in the traditional way. I’m talking about claiming someone else’s credit and pieces.
I once had an experience that showed me how awful a practice this was, where someone in high school took one of my original pieces, traced it and begin to claim credit. Then he sold mine!
Needless to say I was very shocked and angry when I found out about this. I confronted my art teacher. You know what she said? “You shouldn’t get so attached to it”. That’s it. I laughed in her face and said “Of course. You steal kids art all the time, why should I expect a sham artists to get it?”
Then I went out and beat the crap out of that kid. Yeah, yeah…life isn’t always about positive lessons. And I felt much better afterward.
I am a lot older now, but the lesson of that moment, over time, has only been reinforced. Just as there are fake soldiers claiming to be warriors, there’s always going to be faux artists.
If you are one of them STOP IT! Work at your craft! When I hear people put down hardworking artists who’ve paid their dues in thousands of hours of practice. It usually because seeing that level of talent makes them feel inferior. But everyone had to learn and get better. Hell, I still have a LONG way to go! But step by step I’m on the journey.