Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Its abstract as shit. the howling woman warrior symbolizes my hatred for everyone in the world named Jared, the red is pasta sauce showing my distain for italian Ristainos and Lucas everywhere. The green ogre is Tony's grinch. The snowy setting depicts the heartless, chilling Carter-esque philosophy.
Can you guess the medium? ITS DIGITAL YOU IDIOT!
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Thursday, December 24, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
"This is the end of you anxious one, and little loss to the universe"
One Hormu-style kick for them to recognize. The questioner lay dead on the ground.
This is from the Dune series written by Frank Herbert which I think is genius. Its a book and I know that most of you can't read, so this might be considered bragging. Anyways, its a cool part in the books and I thought I would share. Happy Holidays!
Thursday, December 10, 2009
This is the Hyper Pug. If you bother a pig-pug incessantly enough, he'll eventually tap into his stored genetic memories of ancient times, when his kind was a fierce and noble race. Ages ago, when mankind was young, Pig-Pugs ruled mightily over indo-china. Entire swarms of the little buggers would sweep majestically across the emerald fjords of some part of China. engulfing the landscape in fluff and snot. Snorts and schnuffles could be heard as thunderous as the sea from many miles away. And these mighty beasts lived free, noble lives. Until the climates began to change. Pug and Man soon came to fight over resources. land and noms grew scarce for the mighty PigPug race. And they resolved that their only way to survive, was to submit into a life of servitude. Man utilized the pig pug, for many thousands of years the Chinese used them as beasts of burden. PigPugs plowed their fields, carried grain, provided Pug-milk (Pilk). Slowly over the ages, the pig-pug race diminished in stature, and nobility. They came to be kept as pets. performing tricks for their masters. Entertaining them with their sputtered, punctuated snorts, a feigned blissful stupidity, and yipping. But the once noble pigpug never truly forgot its hist'ry. In brief momentary bursts of playful romping such as depicted here: the PigPug feels the glorious touch wind on his face and wrinkles once more. Carrying away the oppressive, purulent odor of his spittle and snot, the ghibli relieves his mind to recall the age when his ilk was immense, and powerful. Ruler of China. Wild. Brazen. Fearless. PigPug.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
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Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Nobody down here either for that matter.
This groundbreaking work of art took me about five months to complete. I executed several studies of Vermeer beforehand, the Dutch master was fundamental in order to get the shading the way I wanted it. I also spent a couple of months in Florence coping Botticelli so that I could get that round shape in the balloon just right.
I`m very proud of you buddy, don`t get mad!!