Little midweek stream of consciousness failures. (too freaked out by the Pietà one to take it any further sorry)

Deirdre looks progressively more angry and/or beset by indigestion every time I draw her…

so young, so full of rage.

and rainbows.

lostmercenary:

Fan art done by my lovely wife. :D

…bad post by my weird husband

I figured my life might be improved, maybe even radically, if I was a vegetarian or conscientious omnivore. 

Aaaand just a few days into the latest serious attempt at that, meat withdrawal is annoyingly real and hitting hard and probably evident in my inability to finish even a sketch… not that Thresher was ever easy to draw to begin with. When he actually has a head, he pulls off some serious Nemesis the Warlock vibes. Fun. 

My holy grail right now is a style that’s fast enough to let me get a panel’s worth of art done a day, which is easier said than done since it’s impossible for me to resist overworking everything…

One more of Albatross Boy. Aaaand there goes the weekend.

Have been really frustrated these past couple of months at how slow progress on the book is going.

On the upside, the challenge of balancing work, writing, concept art, relearning how to draw because my concept art sucks, and staying healthy has forced me to become incredibly disciplined when it comes to time management and avoiding distractions. Now I’m able to carve out 2-3 hours each day to spend on this thing, whereas before I had no time at all.

Recently I heard an interview with a prestigious author on NPR who said that everyone who’s waiting until they “have time” to write a book will never get around to it, because you’re never going to have the time. I’d been trying to tell myself that all throughout the process, but it wasn’t any comfort until I heard it coming from someone else.

I mean, if the rent wasn’t too damn high I might consider saving up and then taking a break from full-time employment altogether. Might. I dunno. I do actually really enjoy the demanding environment of a busy studio and being around other humans and having responsibilities and stuff. I also only seem to get this motivated when I’m under pressure. Go figure!

But it is ostentatious enough? 

Was inspired tonight by the little plastic Cerberus I got in my stocking last Christmas…

and suddenly, rainbows?

…I’m not sorry.

Finally getting around to ironing out this stuff. I was hoping to get to a few more members of the jerk circus before doing chores tonight, but ah well. 

Something g requested last month for one of his ten thousand projects.

saturday doodlin’ 

(revisiting this three years later)

update 03.14.13: changed some things, giving up now