"Oh Fuck, ZOMBIES!!!!!!!"

The Zombie invasion is upon us. Gentlemen, start your shotsguns.

This guy is a swimmer. See.

What I Been Up To (...the thrilling conclusion)

For Danielle. Cause she's cool, and junk.

What I Been Up To (Pt.2)

Another good friend, and wife to one of my best, asked me to do up a couple logos for this really cool line of 'All things Baby' she's trying to launch. It's called LANES BABY BOUTIQUE, and this is where it lives http://www.lanesbabyboutique.com/. Mostly what she does are these really colorful, one-of-a-kind quilts and blankets. These are a few of the sketches I did and a couple finished(more or less) 'logos'. A little too busy for my tastes in logos, but I can only play with the clubs I was given.

What I Been Up To (Pt.1)

Just got back from a really great trip home to Halifax this last week. The occasion was a couple of my friends, Alex and Heather just got hitched, so I flew back for the stag party the weekend before, and just hung out all week until the wedding the following Saturday. Great time. Halifax? It's on the east coast. North East of Maine. Never been, huh? I suggest going. Trust me. Except don't go between the months of Febuary-April. Trust me.

Anyways, here's the design I did for Alex's bachelor party t-shirt, and the cover I did for Heather for the sweet mix-CD they made up for everyone who attended the wedding.

White Queen

Did this up for Comicon.

Last night, Emma...was...the man...

Why you Fen-sucked Dewberry. Stay right where you are, I'm going to find something to strike you with.

Recap

A few of the speedpaints from this week...

Inquisitor

David VS Goliath

Pin-Up

Friday...Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Summore SPEEDPAINTS (45mins-1hr)

The topic today was 'Vikings'. This image depicts Clan Greggors felling of the Ogre of Morne Cragilic Noor. It was Jorg that delivered the final blow and brought the terrible monster down, but the victory was not had without the great sacrifice of the archer Durins' brother Balo, who saved his younger brother from the axeblow aimed at him. It was Durin's rage filled arrow-work after his brothers death that created the hand holds all up the monsters body that Jorg used to climb to head and cut its throat.

The topic was 'My Pet Monster'. This little fella crushes babies dreams. Just kidding, he just eats them. The babies that is.

The topic was 'Classic Monster in Modern Day' I picked Wolf-Man.

The topic was 'Circus Freak'. This is not gonna be one of those stories where hidden under a hideous exterior lies the heart of a poet and it will take a courageous woman with the ability to able to see past the deformity to discover the truly incredible human being inside. This guy likes to spit at people, and wishes he had 3 more mouths and more spit so he could do it, like, 4 times as much.

SPEEDPAINT

We (meaning me and the other 2D dinosaurs here at ES) decided to get in a speedpaint over lunch today. The topic...Desert Environment/Creature. That which I present to you is the result of work done in the euphoric, almost halucinogenic 45 minutes I experience directly following having consumed a burrito from Chipotle. They are like eating one of Gods pillows. The one stuffed with rice and beans an meat. No, not that one. The one under the purple throw. There you go.

Okay, so it was three weeks! Sue me already

Seriously, have more of a cow. I swear you get hotter and hotter the more you nitpick and complain and gripe. HOT.

Anyways, heres a picture of a cat and her pals playing in the snow.



The story is its the year 3000. A nuclear war a millenia ago brought about a new ice age, as well as the near total annihilation of the human race. Now, the world is a startlingly different place. Cats are the size of horses, but have remainded a friend of humanity. Ironically, dogs are now mortal enemies of man, as well as now being the size of elephants. They hunt in packs of 20 or more and are feared above no other of this worlds terrifying array of new predators. Krill has mutated to become an airborn spore, and so followed the number one consumer of their pink, microscopic deliciousness. That's right, Whales. Or should I say Sky-Whales.

No...I shouldn't.

Anyways, this is a picture of Krontos, Breela and Mr.Scrunchymuffinkins (the third) out on a hunt for more Sky-Whale meat for the tribe.

Holy Jesus! Where the eff have I been?

Hey, what's happening mah blizzog? Been a while, I know...What? What's with the look? So what, I go away without talking to you or calling you or even giving you a second though for 2 whole weeks and now I'M the bad guy who deserves the cold-shoulder silent treatment? Well thats fucking just great. What are you, like 3? Oh, now you want to talk..Uh no, I really DON'T have to expalin myself to you, but I'm going to anyways, but not cause you threatened me. First off, I went to New-Found-Land (and hold up/brake screech/sidenote, lemme tell ya I just LOVE people who pronounce it this way...LOVE, fuckers) to see one of my bestest pals get all hitched up. To a lady. Forever. I also seemed to have been entered in some fucked up reverse triathalon where you're forced to drink like 20 beers, spin around till dizzy, sleep for 20 minutes and then snowshoe up a mountain. I'm not totally sure though, its all kind of a blur.

Then I came back from that winter wonderland of cool Canadian ice, (and the cool Canadian beer thats been chilling in said ice since we got back to the motel for the after hours party like 5 hours ago. I had really better go check on those, cause if you aren't careful, those'll freeze up on you and just explo...Ah, for fucks sakes! The beers've frozen up and exploded!) to hot as fuck Dallas, bird flu in tow. Lemme tell ya, this last week has been wicked. High five air guitar solo but the opposite of that.

Anyways, heres a drawlin' I did. It symbolizes my struggle to open up emotionally to the people in my life. The soul of a man encased in a metal body that is unable to give, or recieve, love in any form. And the chain-arm ball-mace weapon thingy symbolizes mans inhumanity to man.

Watercolorz

Started messing around in this feckless, unforgiving medium this weekend. Then I use photoshop to cover up the 'hideous' parts, like my pants do.

Mythology (Done like Dinner Son!)

And that it....Gonna have to be calling this beast done....for now. Theres still a ton of stuff not quite right yet (no background anyone?), but I'm gonna flip out if I keep looking at this peice. Its kinda like that scene at the end of 'The Never Ending Story", where Atreyu's horse gets all sad and then goes to sleep in the mud. You're kinda sad for a sec, but then you realize it's his freaking fault. He went to sleep in a fucking swamp.

Also, what the hell is up with the ending of that movie? All dude has to do is yell out a name, and boom, the little hottie (at the time. No need to set up the pedo-sting cameras just yet jackasses) princess and all her little pals get to keep on breathing. MEGAN! KENDAL! JENNIFER! How fucking hard was that retard?

Mythology (Day...k..k..k..k.kill...m..m..m.eee...)

Good Lord. Make it fucking end. Just make it end Lord.

Mythology (Day 3)

Lots of big changes. Added more to the bottom to show a little more of Medusas' tail. Also, Perseus/Conan has gone from the frying pan to the fire. Still struggling with the face. I want it to look like he's not only getting constricted by the tail, but he's trying as hard as he can to keep his eyes shut. I might give him a sword so he still has a chance.

Captains log...Day 3...Should have gotten into port yesterday, but a strange mist has rolled in. Compass is spinning. I fear this night holds a terrible end for me and my intrepid crew....so just me. I'm intrepid.

Cots

Mythology (Prequel)

Just thought I'd post the sketch this thing started out as. It seems I've lost a lot of the sexy evil I had in the face originally. I'll have to cobble that back in...somehow.