Some Where Between the Floor and the Celling

Consider this the next time you think about fish........

Close your eyes and think about where you are positioned in the room. Focus mind on your body, and its position, now imagine if you were able to float around as if there were no gravity. Would you not attempt to explore every angle you were able to position your body in, everywhere in your room? Become so fascinated with it you might not ever want to leave your room. I would! Or should I say that I did until I reconsidered what I am, where I was, and what I should have been doing besides daydreaming about my fish in my fish tank. Plus I was hungry and proceeded to find something to eat.

The back story of this sketch comes from my friends at the New Life Tattoo shop on Green Street in campustown, they do their share of sketching to say the least, and their tool of choice for a period of time was a Prismacolor erasable pencil. I personally have a long history with ink, which is why I went back over this sketch with a black ink roller ball pen, but I think in the end you are left with the best of both worlds. Also the light pencil markings allow you to rough out a picture unlike ink.
Last thing I want to make mention of...my favorite part in this image is the fish to the top right of the drawing, not orginally placed there in the orginal drawing, but after I scaned in the image, I had to include it somewhere right?
That is all for now, I hope you liked my story, and reconsider what life would be like if you were afish....

Graffiti Style Meet Liquid Highlighters

What to say??

I think my new favorite medium is liquid highlighters, also not that it matters but, the colors of this are actually a ton more vivid, if real life as opposed to cyber-reality...I am gonna try and work on scanning it again to do it justice....
That is how it can go sometime, you sacrifice your quality of content for quantity. This is also how local news goes everyday...but that is a different story for a different time.
I would like to see more of this style of work around town, I am not advocating vandalism, more like trying to be an activist in the city beautification act. Although there are a great many lessons to be learn from graffiti writers...composition, color scheme, and content is only the tip of the iceberg...This form of art should be studied, but also practiced, because with out practice how can you grow better at anything???
As a student of the "Arts" I say that the college I attend takes a more active interest in the local art scene, because there is more than ample display space....do not tell me there isn't....now if the subject matter is vulgar or offensive then that brings about a different argument...another time and another place.

"Update"
As it turns out I need a new scanner, mine sucks for two reasons,

(a.) it does not have the capability to scan an image at more than 72 d.p.i wtf? this is 2009 right
(b.) the color is gaudy-awful-hideous-insert swear word here-straight up ugly.
(c.) i have to either be at school or at work to scan something, which i guess is not really that bad because i spend a lot of time at both....that is it for the update y'hall
Have a Nice Day

Ode to and Old Sketch Book

Community Contribution Sketches

I learned at an early age in my doodling career that it takes other people to keep your ideas fresh and flowing. This sketch is one in a series of quite a few where someone would draw until they felt they couldn't draw anymore and then they passes the sketchy pad to the left-hand side.

Some of the time we as a group set guidelines to follow, themes if you will. Other times it was because we made no mention of what the end product would look like. A couple of times the only rule was that what you drew had to touch what the last person drew. My personal favorite was setting a two minuet window with the sketch pad, and the person that hands you the sketch book, well they have to think of a word or idea, and then 120 seconds later you had to pass.

Some times alcohol would play a role in what I like to call, "greasing the wheels of creativity." This is more the case with people who don't actively draw, and sometimes their approach and presentation can be the prefect addition to people who do constantly draw but feel as though they are stuck in a rut. This concept is also similar to the types of drawings that small children create, such an innocent observation a child has, so simple! yet so important.

Organic Tree Drawing

Monday January 12 @ The Blind Pig on $1 Pabst Blue Ribbon Night

It was a long day after the first day of classes at Parkland college starting up again for the spring semester. I was in a cheery state of mind, but believe me when I say that it was a long day. I had just recently gotten out of the t.v. station after directing the ten o'clock newscast and had met up with my friend Justin and John. We were just sitting around and BS-ing when I pulled from my backpack my silly sketch book. I say silly because although it is a good source for new ideas, this book in particular has seen it's fair share of road rash...I digress...getting back to how this crazy tree grew it's roots. It started with the organic eyes. My friend John noticed what was missing or what would later become the noise, should be a shape resembling a pear would compliment the fruit-esk looking eyes. Three trips back to the bar for refills and $7 dollars later, this organic image was born. My personal favorite is the rough and crude drawing of the bark on the tree. Another thing to make mention is the more than oblivious guitar embedded into the bark. YES!!! John we all see it, and what is plainly visible cannot be a CIA, FBI or Homeland Security top level dirty secret.
As the evening progressed and the hours until I had to be sober and back on the time clock grew closer, the time effort dedicated to this sketch were blown away in the Illinois winter wind. Brrrrrr! Maybe when I get board and I have some time on my hands I will revisit this page and add little trees as friends, start my own make believe magical forest. So I guess that is the story of the conception of this crude sketch. I hoped you liked it, and if not...I understand.