Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Return of the Ice Cream Man


In high school I painted a mural on the cafeteria wall of a nefarious ice cream man.  It was requested that I made him into a butcher.  He now graces the wall of my brother's apartment.

Monday, June 18, 2012

The Overmoyer League



Meet my Brother.
This is him stuck in a hole labeled "HELL" the day that we decided to explore my sketchy basement.
  He is a musician, a science fiction writer and one of my over-all favorite people.  We join creative forces often. (Here is one of our previous joint ventures.)

  The other day he came to me and asked if I would mind doing some concept sketches for a few of his newer characters.  I usually prefer to work in a more gestural, fantastical style, but practice is practice.  Here are some early results:


The Train Man
Kris



Ember, keeper of the daytime sky; Foggy, keeper of the ground; Luna, keeper of the night sky.






Friday, June 1, 2012

The Dancing Partner

A piece of classical literature with contemporary illustrations
By Jerome K. Jerome




How I Almost Lost Mr. Thumb (Making of "The Dancing Partner" Part 3)

 I was finally in the last last leg of the project, and I was in need of supplies.  So, I decided to pay a visit to my new favorite supply store.



After hastily grabbing some semi-clean foam core and various other materials I ran into Professor. 


Little did I know, on one side of my new semi-clean foam core was some sort of crummy (and slightly terrifying) advertisement which I was obliviously promoting all the way back to my apartment. 
 

 Once there, the adventure continued.
I had found some blue foam which I intended to carve into landscape-y shapes.  I couldn't find my real knife so I had to settle for my box cutter.

 It was insufficient (apparently I can't spell ^).

I informed my roommates of my plight.  Mind you, I had to do so very confidently because they usually don't trust me with things like pointy objects or technology.

Clearly, I was convincing enough.

I got to work.




 And that's how I almost lost Mr. Thumb
 
He eventually stopped bleeding and is now on the mend, but I will have a B.A. sadface-shaped scar on my thumb for years to come.