Tuesday, December 28, 2010
This is my first fully digital piece. It is very interesting to transition from doing pencil to ink to pencil/ink/digital to now, fully digital art. I will say that it is much better to not have to worry about tearing the paper when I want to completely erase something.
Monday, December 27, 2010
I'm finally figuring out this whole layers business on Photoshop. Plus, the above drawing is a reference to a Jotto piece:
I'm obviously putting my own spin on it, but I haven't figured out what the background might be. That's my next task, I suppose, but I probably will wind up doing some other drawings.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
I swear, I must be afflicted with ADHD or something. In the last few days, I've gotten fixated on Asian bodybuilders, so I sketched up this guy. Now, who is he? I think of this guy as a Hawaiian surfer/bodybuilder of Japanese descent. That's all I got right now...
Friday, July 2, 2010
It's funny; sometimes, what I draw winds up being "in the middle"of a story. With this drawing, I've gone back and thought about what brought our bodybuilder to this point; I can't wait to get around to drawing the previous scenes...and then following up with what happens when the monster returns for more. Let's just say it isn't good news for Evan.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
I was digging around the computer and found this drawing. I remembered that I went through a phase where I was drawing scenes based on bodybuilder Evan Centopani. He's a super-heavyweight bodybuilder and the idea of a gigantic beast beating him was irresistible. This one is titled "Back For More"--there would have been other drawings where the beast on the left abuses Evan (as evidenced by the bruises and blood), leaves...and then, comes back for more. I never did another drawing here--perhaps I'll return to this.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
The assailant "tested" the captive apeman's strength with a "light" punch. The force of the blow, however, knocked the apeman's breath from him...and severely bruised his taut slab-like six-pack. The pain of the gutpunch was nearly as unbearable as the pain from the thorny, steel-like vine that dug into his tortured genitals...
...however, the next blows were far worse than that first, probing strike. He wasn't testing the apeman anymore. He aimed his strikes to do maximum damage to the apeman's muscular body. Each strike came faster and with more fury--despite having his hands free, the apeman did not have any time to try to shield his body from the vicious attacks.
The only sound that could be heard was the awful crunch of the granite fists on muscle and bone...and the apeman's anguished and blood-choked cries.
Eventually, the murderous beast had tired of playing with his prey. In one final, brutal attack, the assailant slammed his giant fist into the apeman's face. It was as though the beast channeled all his rage into this one, final punch, the fury of which the apeman had never before experienced. The apeman might as well have been a rag doll. His head snapped back at a sickening angle, his jaw and nose shattered. As conscious thought ebbed away, the apeman in his final moments knew that he had been finally broken.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
You are not sick of Tarzan in serious trouble, are you?
This original sketch was going to be one in a series (probably the one I posted about a year ago) of drawings in which Tarzan is mercilessly pummeled. As you can see, I never finished it.
I've been pondering what to do with this sketch. I first decided to invert the sketch and have Tarzan fish-hooked and used as shark-bait; the sketch just didn't look right, even though revisiting the drowning them was interesting. I then thought about revisiting a theme that I love: a muscular man hanging in peril. I thought about drawing sharp rocks and crashing waves below him, or having him hanging above a shark-infested pool.
*Update: I finally was able to, through much hooking and crooking and fussing with various programs to upload the more finished sketch of Tarzan hanging by his sausage. FINALLY!