“I wanna draw something”, I said to myself. “But I don’t want to work on anything that actually matters to anyone.”
So I looked at @SketchDailies for a subject. The latest one was Yosemite Sam. I googled up a model sheet and this happened. Probably somewhat influenced by the Duck Dodgers stuff at the Chuck Jones exhibit I went to last week. 1h, Illustrator.
Yesterday morning I decided to ask Google if there was any Rule 63 of Dr. Robotnik. There is some but not very much of it, and most of it looks more like a skinny sexy anime babe cosplaying Robotnik. This one is still probably too damn skinny but there’s actually SOME weight to her, damnit.
I am sick of writing my return addresses on the packages I send out. And I am also sick of printing return labels with my own printer. So I am making some spiffy stickers to use instead. I’m getting them printed at Moo, who’s having a sale on stickers right now; the circular images on the left are going into their circular stickers, and will be mixed and matched with the rectangular stickers with the actual address text on the right.
One of these days I should really make some image stickers to sell at cons/slip into late packages/hand to fans who bring a friend to my table/etc. But not today. Today I’m gonna shower, then putter out to a cafe in Cap Hill, work on Rita, then go to pole dance class.
I drew this yesterday when someone asked for tips on drawing action. There are lots more things I could have said, lots more rules of thumb I could have mentioned. But these are the ones I thought of before I decided I was done drawing and went back to trying to kill the Shadow of Yharnham so I can progress in Bloodborne’s story. Which I still have not done.
I like to draw my dragon self around my birthday. Since I have ended up starting pole dance again, I ended up drawing her doing the kind of split I will probably never be able to do in reality.
Also I found this [NSFW: latex catsuit dragon]in my working directory in like a 90% complete state last night and finished it so I could use it as a non sequitur image with a Tumblr ask.
Something I whipped up for my ex-with-benefits’ birthday. Which is today. And maybe for mine. Which is the day after tomorrow.
Illustrator, maybe like 45min.
Also I drew a sequel. Or rather my pornmonger alt drew a sequel. It is NSFW. You have been warned.
And then she drew another sequel. It’s even more NSFW. Or for opening in front of relatives, if you’re checking your feeds at your July 4 festivities.
A while back – I think something like a year ago, maybe longer – I got pointed to a call for submissions for an academic journal. The “Transgender Studies Quarterly” was doing an issue called “Tranimalities”, themed around, well, honestly, teh furreh. And even teh postfurreh.
So on a whim I submitted a short B&W comic Nick and I had done a while back for the Anthrocon conbook. I gave it a pseudo-academic title. They accepted it.
And I got my contributor copy today.
I briefly flipped through it after opening the package. Holy cow is it full of academia. I will need to sit down with a stiff drink before trying to actually read most of the articles in this thing.
If you want a physical copy of this sucker, you can order one here.
If you’re just interested in my comic, it’s right here on my site.
I got a comic about a catgirl turning into a robot spider into a serious academic journal. I can’t help but feel like this means I am winning at life.
I’m still working on this adaptation of ‘Ozymandias’ as a dry run for ‘Drowning City’. The script font may need to be a little larger to be legible, and I’m not as sold on the sans-serif font for less floridly-delivered dialogue as I was in my initial doodles. That’s why I’m experimenting!
The painterly tricks, however, are definitely holding up. This takes a lot less time to draw than you think it does.
Who’s a pretty girl? Who’s a good girl? Ball! Get the ball!
…I’ve been playing a lot of Bloodborne lately. Illustrator, 1:30.
Also finishing this made me miss the bus for tumbling class. Feh. Need to make more alarms I guess.
