Whoa.
Last month, in a brightly lit corner of saa’s Fine Art Club, some recent grad decided to start doing figure sketches from Renaissance paintings. This… is number 38.
(referenced from “The Last Judgment” by Michelangelo)
I think I can safely say that the world would be better off if we had more pens with punk rock zombies atop them.
My sister likes to call me Chlobug. It never really occurred to me that I should illustrate this in some form until yesterday, at the suggestion of various family members. Apparently my insect form is that of a grasshopper.
This was rather fun. Looked up a tutorial on stab binding, took a stab (ha!) at doing it myself with various papers and tools lying around.
I think it’s kinda funny that I spent about twenty or so Friday afternoons taking photos of friendly soccer games at Tom Cloud, and never really thought to post something (except that one of the cheesy poofs) here. This is from the last week I took photos, about two weeks ago. It may not be a super nifty action shot or have any particular story to it, but it does serve as a snapshot of what I saw this summer and into the fall: People having fun and kicking balls around the park.
Hunter, frowning. She’s not a smiler to begin with, but still…
Came from a scribble drawing that I particularly liked. He turned out a lot more… frowny than I envisioned, but that’s all right. Done mostly with markers, with a touch of brush pen.
No violence in the library!