Homebrew Bath

Just doofing around on the wacom a bit.  I really, really enjoy working with solid shapes; it's a nice change from the chickenscratch pencils that keep filling up my sketchbook.

Give You Anything (Again)

 

I finished this poster right after New Year's, but the show was postponed; the Fire Marshal had deemed the original venue's sprinklers perfectly inadequate and brought his hydrant-headed gavel down hard.  The original design was all over the place, anyway, so I pretty much redrew the entire piece and separated everything properly in Photoshop and dulled down the furious lipstick red of the first piece (shudder).  I'm much happier with this recommission, and am looking forward to seeing it taped up all over this city in high gloss print.  

Oh, and the show!  Go see Party Girl already, they're the best Costello cover band out there, way better than Oliver's Army.  Honestly, if you've ever seen Andre five beers in singing Marvin Gaye, you'd be lining up outside Public House right now in your little sleeping bag and long undies. 

Cicka Clicka Claw

Have you met my new secretary? Runs on ram and honey, breaks a new keyboard in with one blow. Smotey th' Griz.

On the Blob Braining Session

WUP WUP WUP! We's back, homesies! Finally obtained the crucial software to make images pretty and color pulled sweet. Same programs, different laptop. Very different laptop. Zoom-in smooth grooving action on this intel-packed puppy. Oh, tis beautiful, this born again wrist train, smite the keys into unexplored oblviousness--but do it softly.


Spaking thus of new combos, check out my collaboration with manga-crazed youth Kiami:



She's a rather extraordinary twelve-year old hip enough for a sue doe nimm, but too young to officially volunteer. Still, she could guess all of our ages within a year, excluding Kathy, who, I'm sure, got tagged with an additional ten years.

Still, stay tuned for more collaborations and sketchy güdness from this new wireless metallic apple avatar.