Subway people again

Leftover subway images from... who knows??


12th St Church

Church on E 12th Street near Union Square:

Off topic:
Since second grade, or thereabout, I have this unfortunate habit of mixing up "union" and "onion" while reading.  Just something I need to double check myself on because "Union of Guerrilla Fighters" is very different from "Onion of Guerrilla Fighters." (oh, Redwall, you are my childhood...)


Q to Coney Subway People

Some people on the way to the beach a few weekends ago:


Lobster Burn and Stupid Gulls

Despite the fact that this is my second summer not completely landlocked, I have only gone to the beach a handful of times (like, twice?).  Got a fantastic lobster burn on my legs (naptime on the skillet), but my shoulders have been burned enough that at this point it just starts browning (hurrah -- no longer quite the pasty blue person).  Got some locals (the best part was the umbrella in the top left corner):

There was a fellow sitting somewhere behind us who kept feeding the gulls, so even when he stopped they would prowl around behind us every so often looking for more handouts:


Gallery Night BBQ

Finally made it to gallery night with EC.  (I know, kinda bad that I've been in the city for almost three months and haven't bothered to go out on Thursdays.)  Afterwards we went out for dinner at Texas BBQ (very much like the midwest's Damon's): their brisket sandwich is really good, and they have giant frozen cocktails (which are also very good, but unless you're very thirsty, you should go halvsies with whomever you're out with).

I can't remember the artists and galleries we saw because I left all my postcards at the restaurant table when we left.  That and EC and I were rather tipsy from complimentary wine and champagne


St Mark's Lion

The Lion in front of St. Mark's Church on 12th St, early July

This image was the first in a long time that people came up to compliment me on (last time I got that was early last June).  I ended up adding color when I returned, but it was gratifying in a sense that at least the black and white could hold its own as well, even in its incomplete state.

There was one fellow who came up specifically and started chatting.  He apparently works the night shift... somewhere, and was meeting a friend of his in the square to plan a walking tour of the area.  He wished to compliment me on my sketch, and he showed me a tattoo on his upper right arm of a lion (rampant?): a big-cat enthusiast.  We discussed briefly the nature of lion statues, and if you keep your eyes out while you walk, lions are everywhere: over portals, guarding the steps of residential buildings, in front of official buildings, portrayed in reliefs that pan across second and third story levels of older buildings...


Chicago 2: Frankenstein

Frankenstein with Cumberbatch and Miller!  (Somehow I missed the showings in June and hadn't found a venue since to go see the darn thing... still hitting myself over the head for that).  Finally got to see it in Chicago with Marz and a Friend (who is an absolutely Lovely Person -- thank you so much for being friends with me too)!  The entire car-trip back to Marz's was partially in-depth analysis and mostly unadulterated fan-girling.

Sketches afterwards:

July 21-25th, 2012


The Bean Cafe

When I go to cafes or otherwise, I always order something like a coffee or pastry to avoid being evicted before my drawing is finished.  Although, sometimes it really is a close call sitting at a table and the waitress walks by every few minutes with a decidedly irritated glint in her eye.

The Bean, 9th St. x 2nd Ave (or 3rd?)

At the rate I now visit coffee shops I'll become both addicted to caffeine (like most of the world) and increase in pants size.


Egg Cream?

SG came to visit (two weeks ago, now).  She had an interview for a couple jobs (which seemed to go relatively well: I will be very surprised if she doesn't get hired by both companies).  One interview was in Brooklyn, and, being both ahead of schedule and angry that the bookstore we wanted to wait in did not exist, we stepped into the nearby diner.  I ordered a Cappuccino (still not as good as the Italian's), and SG got an Egg Cream.

What in the world is an egg cream?

According to Wikipedia: "An egg cream is a beverage consisting of chocolate syrup, milk, and soda water, probably dating from the late 19th century, and is especially associated with Brooklyn, home of its alleged inventor, candy store owner Louis Auster. Modern versions of the drink contain neither eggs nor cream, although earlier versions did include eggs in the ingredients."

It was one of the least appealing things I have had the misfortune to consume at table (including my mother's Blue Cauliflower Casserole, circa July 2009)


Donny Darko

Thursdays are free movie night in Tompkins Sq Park:  a couple of weeks ago they were showing Donny Darko.  I've never seen it and EC really likes it, so we made an evening of it.  They opened the event with this brass jazz band (they were good, but I never caught their name...)

The green was really crowded and we had trouble finding a spot that wasn't behind a tree or next to pot-heads, etc.  We set up camp behind a couple of girls who spent the entire time not watching the film on their iphones.


Chicago 1: Marina and Not Being in NYC

So, I went to Chicago to visit a friend.  It happened while all my roommates had gone on family business for the next few days.  Being unemployed and hunting, I spend all my time inside the apartment.  All day, everyday.  Waiting for the heat to go away.  For four weeks.  Needless to say, I had a bad case of Stir Crazy.

So Thursday, all alone, drinking my roommate's beer, checking Facebook (because what else are you going to do in NYC?).  Oh HEY! A message: "Why aren't you here to see Marina and the Diamonds with me? -- <3 Marz"

Long message short, I bought a plane ticket to Chicago.

MSMR who opened for Marina:

Travel doodles (honestly, we didn't give ourselves enough time to just sit around: concerts, plays, renaissance fairs, art museums, beach, dinners, meeting people, walking-outdoors-and-getting-sunburned...):

July 21-25th, 2012


Another trip to the Cloisters

Went back sometime in July.  It's really a beautiful place, especially along the when it's not sweltering.

Hudson (from memory, truthfully):

One of my college roommates (SG) was visiting, so a bunch of us decided to meet up to go (EC, MB, and myself).  It was frustratingly hectic: she came in at 34th and we were going to meet underground on the A Line at a certain time (to prevent us from waiting forever for someone forever only to find out they were on the other end of the platform, we would just meet at the Cloisters after that particular time).  EC and I left MB behind at the L Line (my fault), and then she didn't think we were meeting below ground at 34th, so we had to go up and fetch her.  Then we waited for SG, hoping she would find us before the departure time: she was wandering up and down the opposite side of the track and we called across to get her attention.  The last bit of misadventure was forty minutes down the drain spent waiting for the right train to arrive.  We got there eventually.


ICON7 in Providence

ICON is the big Illustration Conference that happens every two years (if you didn't know that, it's ok: I didn't know what it was until after I turned in my volunteer application).  Everyone who is Anyone is usually there.  People like Linda Barry, Matt Groening, Jillian Tamaki, Yuko Shimizu, Sam Webber, the people from Etsy, Victio Ngai, Soojin Buzelli, etc... BIG NAMES I HOPE THIS WILL BE MY FUTURE FAINT WITH NO DECORUM.

I was a volunteer (which means I didn't get to hear most of the talks because we were worked like the cheap-and-willing-student-slave-labor that we happen to desperately be).  But I did help with Fred Lynch's sketching workshop, and got to listen to a few other lectures (while I wasn't cutting out giant letters and posters, moving boxes, manning tables, and other things I can't remember).

Jillian Tamaki:

Sam Webber, Irene Gallo, Greg Manchess, Jon Foster:

P.S. I had no idea that Jon Foster was a RISD graduate...


Killer Project

In my final semester at RISD I took Mary Jane Begin's Portfolio class: it focused on the creation of a homogenous portfolio geared towards your industry of interest (gaming, publishing, licensing, editorial, design, etc...).  I'm interested in publishing, and I chose to illustrate a favorite young adult book: Sabriel by Garth Nix.  I planned on making black and white spot illustrations for all the chapters and wrap it all up by illustrating a cover (NOT that I don't love Leo and Diane Dillon's illustrations, it's just with any publications you do both inside and outside art... good practice and yada yada ya).

I didn't realize how long it would take to do over THIRTY 4x6" illustrations... it nearly killed me, AND I didn't even finish.  I think I got about half-way through.  Thumbnail sketches:

If I find the time (which will probably be within the next few weeks), I would like to finish them. You can find the finished spots on my Weebly.


Gone over to the Dark Side

I did it. I got a Tumblr... watch my life go down the drain.

It's supposed to be a supplemental sort of thing to this blog... more people, less places, etc...

Seriously, if it becomes totally overblown crap, you're welcome to send me a scathing message or two: "where the hell is your art, numbskull!?" "shameless" "integrity = zilch" "mouthwash has better taste than you do"

I won't talk as much over there... good thing/bad thing?



Oh, hey, it's been a while.  School was really rough after that last post -- EVERYTHING happened: Anime Boston, portfolio reviews, senior show... I only just started picking up the pieces of myself by the middle of May.

And then Graduation happened just as things started rolling again.

I've had a lot of free time lately as I search for employment, so I should be able to update a little more often.

Sketch: Vin from Mistborn

I reacquainted myself with Mistborn (Brian Sanderson) and have been making my way through the rest of the trilogy.  The first volume is really good and I recommend it to anyone interested in scifi-stuff.  I'm only half-way through the third installment.  The world is fully encompassed in the first volume: you can stop there, or you can see what happens to everyone AFTER the big showdown, which is what I'm doing now.

I was introduced to Brian Sanderson's writing with Elantris (also really good): what really hooked me (besides his excellent and informal grasp on the English language) is the way he is able to create a fully-functional, believable world and environment.  He also makes supernatural elements logical with rules and guidelines to their applications while still being magical and mysterious and everything you love about things not normal.


88 Apples

For class one week we had to make 88 Apples (any media, any concept).  Here are some that I liked (and some other people liked too):


The Artist of Skye

My good friend Sam Garvey has been making little figures out of cut paper and as an art trade I drew a couple of her original characters posing and acting all fierce and pretty.  I think by her overall expression of thanks via enthusiasm she must have liked it.

It started out with a couple of character studies:

And progress to the final:

For the hell of it, I finished by getting the image printed on good cardstock from Alphagraphics.


Thursday, February 16

Here's a view on the Providence River at an industrial building: the city recently tore down a highway overpass that bridged the river at S. Main and Wickenden.  It's nice because there's more green space and you can see these old factory buildings (with arched windows... I have a terrible weakness for arched windows...).

I've been wanting to go sketch like I did in NYC, but as Providence is much less exotic and it also being February... predictably, I'm rather uninspired to go out.


BMV 2010

Some images from the air port (going home for the winter break) and from the BMV in Licking County (I had to renew my driver's license).

Featuring the T.F. Green shoe shiner and airport patrons:


I was lucky and only had to stick around the BMV for bout two hours.  About half an hour in this larger fellow in an OSU sweatshirt came in.  He was one of those people who hate silences: oh, I was here for four hours yesterday and when I go to the counter I didn't have the specific document with me so I had to come back today.  Anyone want to trade numbers?  Hey, are you sketching me? How's this?

Y' know.  At least it wasn't a boring two hours.  He kept harping me and made me laugh when I was getting the ID photo taken (that's why me license sports an image of a tomato instead of my face).



Happy Valentine's Day
Howl's Moving Castle


The Cat Returns

Baron Humbert von Gikkingen from The Cat Returns.

Lino-block print.


I got accustomed to using oil-based ink during the semester.  Now in my spare time I'm using the Speedball water-soluble ink... it's different, that's for certain. 

I've been printing on Ingres ZERK paper, which holds up very well to all media.  The only thing I don't like is how the Speedball ink sits on the paper's surface.  When I sit down to do this again I'm going to choose a rice or similar Japanese paper and see what happens.