Showing posts with label brother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label brother. Show all posts

June 06, 2011

Brothers Unite, Streak Squid


So my most excellent brother has the sweetest job: he researches Vibrio Fischeri, a bacterium that colonizes the light organ of the hyper-cute Hawaiian Bobtail Squid.  His lab runs an impressive squid-breeding program that pumps out innumerable itty-bitty squidlets for research purposes.  I spent an afternoon helping him sample them out, and it's no easy task:


His lab also hosts a yearly Squid Pow-Wow where their colleagues come from afar to bask in the collective bioluminescence of their research.  And this year's pamphlet features the first collaboration between the Miyashiro brothers since like, forever.  Naturally, he turned a scientific gag into a comic strip and then commissioned me to dress it up as a painting. 

It's actually an evolutionary joke that rifts off the bacteria's life cycle: see, the adult squid pump out most of their bacteria every morning, then the bactera reproduce and colonize the light organs of brand new little squidlets.  And some day, the joke goes, the bacteria will be the host, expelling its colonies of squid every morning, the better to colonize little baby bacteria.  

If you're not laughing, yet, just relax and enjoy the painting.  It's very green, isn't it?

I really don't do much drawing with brushes on photoshop; the results always feel too mechanical.  Instead, I sample really, really huge brushes from dried swatches of india ink and then build up the penciled image with a succession of stamps.  It feels more like a monoprint than a painting, but those distinctions always felt a little foggy to me. 



One thing's clear, though: I love love love drawing squid!  How could I not?  They're so malleable.  My sketchbook is peppered with the little guys, along with an occasional chicken or chick, for variety's sake:

May 08, 2011

Sons and More Sons

A watercolor of me, my nephew, and my brother for the moms on this, the greatest Mother's Day yet seen.  Oh man, that last trip to see them in Wisconsin was sweet! 


January 26, 2010

Her Hormones Are Straining The Oxen



That was the worst, wasn't it? Everything'd be going along fairly well, you'd get to Ash Hallow or something, then somebody'd get cholera and suddenly it's quittin' time: Nebraska never looked so good. Yes yes yes, restart game already.

Incidentally, I really enjoy the word 'cholera.' Like cholesterol, but deadlier. And sexier.


Except for the rampant diarrhea.

December 28, 2009

Holiday Journals From Wisconsin





I have a sloppy Journal, and I prefer it that way.

I slept 2 hours on the plane and 2 hours in the condo that first day of traveling. I'm reading my nephew 3 of Kipling's Just So Stories, and killed a bajillion zombies with my brother. Good stuff. Same thing next year, please.

September 15, 2007

It's Been a Week And It's Still In China


Unfortunately, I did pay my brother, so I'm sorta a loss here. Where's my new laptop? Hong Kong? Xandu? Jersey? Is saving two-hundred dollars worth the uncertainties of delivery? A couple of weeks ago it was. The second I tear it outta the box, I'll be sure of it.

Till then, who knows.

I like how the blogging spell editor doesn't bug me about an abbreviated form of 'till' without an apostrophe. Because 'till' is still a word. We used it all the time on the farm. With the Brits. Fah-ming. Gahd-ning.

I want to draw now.



I have officially resumed the 'late to bed, early to rise' stupidity of my college years. Because night time's so nice and quiet and not full of distractions and blank that it suits my monastically austere activities. How ironic! My life becomes a goofy parody of the nocturnal frat boys-- truly, they be my soul weights, the little rubber triangle stopper wedged beneath the door to my fulfillment.

I raise my empty water bottle in their honor.