azula.

whilst working on a project of mine (will post about that soon enough. should all be done by the end of the month. hopefully...), i had avatar: the last airbender running marathon style. i dont know how i forgot, but azula is one of my all time favorite villains. SHE SO CRAZY. so i doodled her in her mental meltdown mode. not perfect, but i really shouldnt be doodling random things right now. so busy omg.

moar skyrim.

i feel guilt for making these as there are many other more important things i should be doing. strangely, i dont feel guilt when im playing the game itself. maybe because i forget i have things to do.

Skyrim...

MY it has been a long time. And it's only going to get longer. That's what she said.

Anyway, I'm in the depths of Skyrim right now and the game has my soul. Here is a comic I drew of one of my many stupid adventures in the world of Skyrim. I would elaborate, but... I want to play Skyrim. Maybe later.


I name many of my characters Pancakes. PS. You'll probably need to open the image in a new window to read it properly, what with the new fancy picture viewer blogger has now.

Slimes.

They have slime meat buns in Japan. I must eat them.

You mad bro?

After the thought.

Ever have an idea that, as you think about it, sounds like the most amazing idea you have ever had? Then, have you ever had that great idea feeling backfire when you get to the actual execution of said idea? I ask because that's pretty much what happened with this drawing. It SEEMED like a good idea, an angel seeing her demon reflection through a puddle sounds... well it sounds cliched, but also visually appealing. And to be honest, the idea itself might not be at fault, but this drawing... after the hours I spent on it, seems disappointing. I had finished half of the drawing and was already not liking it, but it would have been a waste to just leave it. So I finished it to the best of my ability and patience. It's a something. It's a finished something. And I suppose that's still infinitely better than an unfinished something. Now I can finally doodle something else.

Random Noun Generator: Stairs.

Kind of a WTF moment.

Couldn't decide on what to doodle today, so I found a random noun generator to do the hard work for me. It gave me stairs. I suppose that is pretty random. I was rather expecting a word I didn't recognize, but I guess there are only so many nouns in the world.

My recent style is borrowing heavily from my friend, mister Rad Sechrist. And a little bit from another artist, a Bill Otomo. Ok maybe not so much Bill. More like I WISH I could draw something even NEARLY as nice as he does. I don't know what it is, but there's something very comfortable about sketching in this style. It's like I'm still drawing, but it feels relaxed like doodling. I'll keep working on a way to make it more of my own, but right now, yeah, I can't deny how much it looks like copying.

To take up the blade.

Watched a lot of samurai related anime recently. Thanks to the convenience of Netflix. Doodled this during my lunch break but didn't have time to post it.

I've been working on a project recently. I've noticed that any time I work on something bigger than some doodles, I spend more time thinking about what to draw than I actually spend drawing things. So doodles it is! Not that I'm done with my hypothetical project. I sure have a lot of hypothetical projects...

Deadstronaut.

Don't really know what is up with this doodle.

Bloop.

Dunno what happened. I just sorta stopped doodling for a bit. Decided to get back into it. I think I'll try to draw something at the end of every work day. It's not like I'm rushing to get home or anything.

Requiescat in pace.

As absurd as it all is, the plot to Assassin's Creed is still very engaging, especially the story of Ezio. Sure it has it's crazy conspiracy plot line, it's highly implausible assassination practices, as well as some crazy scifi nonsense to boot, but I'd be some kind of cynic if I didn't find it interesting. And not in the same way that Michael Bay Transformers can be "interesting", but in one of those ways where... where you see a man jump off the tip of a high tower, landing into a stack of fresh hay, then popping right out like nothing happened, and you think to yourself how highly impossible that is, but for some reason you are willing to let it slide. Sure, I'll believe that. Like I'll believe modern society is under the influence of the Templars, or that there's some sort of DNA strand or something that can be accessed to relive your ancestor's life, or that dressing flamboyantly is ok for an assassin as long as he or she is wearing a hood. It's THAT engaging. No one is going to tell me Leonardo Da Vinci isn't an awkward and silly man, who happens to be buddies with an Italian assassin! Not on my watch! Because I'm clearly watching... something... Didn't know where I was going with that. Clearly I was going nowhere.