June 25, 2017

Signs of Summer...

...or at least one sign: I just had to give the marina (that asked me to do something in front) a little surprise. Something simple and summery on the back...

...with a sun in gold, goes well with the ornament around it, I think. The other colours are really meant for giving life to models, scale this and that (Ford Model T! A Spitfire! The Titanic!) (iceberg not included) -- so I hope that they'll stick for a while, being outdoors and all. There happened to be a lot after years of, well, model building. Mostly by father.

The letters on the other side were something of a nuisance but I didn't feel like covering them up. Too much effort. Otherwise everything went swiftly. I am constantly amazed that, for instance, a grey horizontal stroke hoovering above some thick vertical dash becomes a sailor when seen from a distance. (I hope that you can unsee the trickery now...) In a way, that's surreal too.

Finally, from the front. (Yes, it says "Welcome".) Father, the model builder, helped me getting the front done on time and it looks too well for further additions. One wants to enjoy summer instead. Sailing or so.

June 18, 2017

Shameless Advertising and Sketchwork

Dear readers, I'd very much like to have you taking a look at Etsy, where I have print-it-yourself posters for sale. (Yes, this was a link to the place where they're sold; just a few weeks remaining.)

Yours sinc. has been doing some work for money that sadly can't be shown to you; copyright and all that jazz. And while the work of the previous week isn't forgotten there has been little energy left for it. So I'll have to show you something else...

I don't know if there's any term in English for movies that merely move slightly; mostly stills but also some movement at times? It started out as a full novella that I never got around to illustrating completely, which I very much wanted to do (remnants might be found throughout this blog). Then I tried to make an animated movie -- took too much time. Presently I am heading for a slightly animated comic strip, something that looks good but isn't too demanding to draw. If possible. There would be music too.

Here we saw an artist dragging a portfolio. Sort of me but still not.

And well, this would be another scene. Working title: Selling Paintings, a surreal tale based on a few harrowing days when this naïve Whoever-I-was-back-then tried to do that. All over the town... And well, the weird things that happened then more or less made me a surrealist. I got to see the Shrinking Gallery, the Gallery With the Perpetual Waiting List, the Somewhere Else Gallery... You get the point. They were all hopeless. In a very interesting way. I might exaggerate a little. But not very much.

June 11, 2017

Odd Couple Engaged in Some Mysterious Activity

From a work in progress.

I've been informed that the creature riding on top is a Gnork and the other one is a Myrf. They are up to something, and they aren't alone. There seems to be several... -- You may take a nap to ponder this while I add a few technical notes. -- We are emulating fading ink on tinted paper, or perhaps the red chalks that were popular during the Renaissance (da Vinci and Michelangelo did some beautiful things with it). The filling colours had to be mild and not too far from those hues so that they didn't disturb the mellow lines playing (they don't want to be square and straight, they want to have fun.) -- You may wake up now. --

'Ere we go round the... well, there's no mulberry bush yet. Or anything. The other couples will become as absurd as the first one, I'm sure. Perhaps they're busy doing some kind of ritual. Or... they are manufacturing something pointless-that-must-not-be-questioned --- so many people do. I am sure there's some grave punishment, cruel and unusual, if indeed you would get going counter-clockwise into your head. Speaking of which...

Some day it would be interesting to see how 9 to 5 alters the brain in the long run; in what ways our synapses have been deformed, how our neural paths must entangle and how seriously the signal substances have decayed due to this unnatural behaviour. But I digress.

June 04, 2017

Trump Leaving Paris (Visual Sarcasm)

I can think of one objection and one objection only for not portraying, or rather, caricaturing Trump. It’s too easy. Huge buffoons are already caricatures in themselves, and there are little that drawing people can do to improve them -- only Hitler has been easier. A certain Miss thinks that he looks legoish now, I thought rather Sponge Bobish, but it doesn't matter: Add a yellow wig on orange idiosyncrasy, and you're there.

We see this misplaced president leaving Paris after terminating the agreement to save our planet, how sweet. I've had bitter fun with the details; poison, oil leakage and how we're all kept hostage as Earth has a madman at the helm.

Would you like a copy? Not that it feels as important right now, but I'll let you download one at Etsy (it's not very dear, follow this link) for printing. Could be used as a decorative piece of reminder or so. Voilà.