I too shall have a drawing blog and will fill it with every ounce of mediocrity I can muster. I promise to do my best to update this thing often with stuff that I am not proud of and shall earn me no admirers. Wow, that’s like the last ten years of my life crammed into one crappy place. Ciao!

I’ve changed the text on this post noticeably as I was getting a lot of feedback that I was being extremely negative with myself and apparently I am pissing people off by doing so. So lets just say this background that I painted up in Photoshop in 30 sec. is really crappy. However, the little dood getting some pooh gas in his face is extremely funny.

I had a friend named Chris who was a few years older than me when I was in my preteen years. He introduced me to two very important things before I ever hit high school: punk rock and Conan the Barbarian. He took me to what was at the time called a “hall show” in downtown Flint. It was an all day event that took place on Labor Day weekend, 1988. Over 20 bands played. None of them famous, they were all local, but at that time most of them blew me away because I’d never heard anything like it. When we weren’t listening to bands, we were skateboarding around downtown Flint (which hadn’t completely fallen into decay yet, but it was close). I wound up staying the night at one of Chris’s friend’s house with a bunch of other kids and I had a blast. We didn’t do drugs or drink or anything like that. It was totally innocent and very mind-expanding.

What’s this have to do with Conan? A week or so later, Chris gave me two entire boxes filled with Mad Magazine and Conan comic magazines. At the time I ate up every comic book I could find, but Conan was amazing. The art was way better than anything else I had been collecting at the time. Plus the covers always had some woman with Conan whose cleavage was going to fall out of what was passing for a top. So here I am, drawing Conan about as well as I can.

I won’t be posting for a while as I shall be in Michigan with mi famille for the holidays. So to keep with the holiday cheer, here’s a tribute to Hammer horror movies. I’m basically just trying to keep the mood of the movies without referencing any particular one.

Here are some more preliminary drawings I have been working on for my next comic project (that hopefully won’t fall on its face). Its a Victorian-era horror story that I’ve pretty much written out in its entirety. I want to try and make the images more like 1920’s style cartooning, but still make it macabre.

So here are two test pages I’ve worked on this weekend. Its half of a 4 page short story before I get the ball rolling on a bigger project. I’m pretty satisfied overall. Some things need some tweeking, but this is a test and a fun one at that. Please leave comments and let me know what you think or if you have any suggestions (beside chopping off my hand).

Final two pages. These are not final. I’m still working out issues with coloring. I got some good advice on what was wrong with my colors and I’m trying to figure all of that stuff out. Until then, here are the final pages of the fungus storyline. I’ve got more stories to come and I’m surprised by how fast they are popping into my head. I just hope my hands and limited abilities can keep up with my imagination.

So I decided to try a funky walk cycle. It’s like learning to walk all over again (no pun intended seriously). I think I got the weight right, but I’m going to work on those arms so they don’t look so much like he is fanning someone. Its so easy to overdue and embellish movement and this boy needs to lose some of his swish. For those of you who know this stuff and read this, please feel free to leave a comment or crit.