Today is not opposite day

Josh needed some last-minute help for a project, so he came to me. I told him I would not help him, but little did I realize it was opposite day. Bound by the ancient playground covenant, I did indeed end up helping him. The title of the project is “The Life and Death of My First and Last Pack of Cigs,” cover art provided by yours truly:

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I closely followed the layout and composition Josh provided for me, which basically made my job easy. The background color was his choice too, and that really set the tone for the colors–again, making my job easy. The perfect crime!

Bruce Lite

It’s the Street Fighter franchise’s ersatz stand-in for Bruce Lee, Fei Long:

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I’m continuing my attempts to pepper in some more actiony pieces in my series of Street Fighter drawings. I was pretty pleased with this when I came up with it… but as often happens, I’m not sure how I feel about it after the fact. Hmmm…

Mascot Mania!!! Winter 2010 Edition!!!

It is no secret that I am in favor of well-designed Olympic mascots, even though I have no interest in sports. Mascot design = character design, and that’s definitely something I’m interested in.

The 2010 Winter Olympics (which close shop this weekend) feature a great quartet of mascots designed by the very talented artists of Meomi. Naturally, I wanted to try my hand at drawing these mascots:

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From bottom left to top right, we have Mukmuk the marmot, Quatchi the sasquatch, Sumi the animal spirit (orca headdress, thunderbird wings, bear legs), and Miga the sea bear (part orca, part kermode bear). Yeah, I’m pretty sure Sumi and Miga are FUZORS in disguise.

Note to self: start drawing picture of Sumi and Miga as Fuzors.

Where was I? Oh yeah, mascots are rad. In the midst of researching the 2010 mascots, I also stumbled across these characters:

Their names are Lyo and Merly, and they’re the mascots for the first ever 2010 Summer Youth Olympics (taking place in Singapore). Lyo is a lion cub, and Merly is a merlion cub–ANOTHER FUZOR!!! Don’t be surprised if I end up drawing these two when the Youth Games roll around.

For More on Olympic Mascots:

[TIGER PUN OR STRIPE PUN HERE]

Changing it up a bit today–step into the third dimension with me, won’t you?

Knowing in advance that I would be watching over my seven-year-old niece on the day of of Chinese New Year’s Eve, I planned a little art project for the two of us. All it took was some Sculpey (colors: terra cotta, white, and black), thin wooden dowels (to internally support the connection between the head and body), some beads (for the eyes), two wooden plaques, and some high-strength adhesive (to glue the beads in, and to glue the finished tiger to the wooden plaque):

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The top two rows are photos of the tiger that I sculpted, the third row is my niece’s excellent work, and the fourth row is the partially finished prototype that I sculpted a few days prior to project-day.

To break it down quickly–I sketched out the rough geometric shapes that would be necessary to build the tiger, and then built a partial prototype to make sure that it would be do-able, and made some basic notes about how much Sculpey would be necessary for each part. I planned out the project so that I would sculpt along with my niece, showing her along the way how to make each component.

On project-day, the first components that I sculpted with my niece were the claws, teeth, nose, and inner ear. We baked those pieces first, so that they could be easily inserted into the un-baked components. After that we sculpted all the white parts, then the orange (terra cotta) parts. Next, we assembled the components, and lastly sculpted the black parts and added those last. It was important to move from the lightest colors to the darkest, because Sculpey leaves just enough residue on your hands to stain the other colors. It was inevitable that some of the white would get stained, but the results would have been a lot messier if we had started with black.

My niece did a great job–she really didn’t need much help creating the components, except for the stripes, which were all cut by me. I think you can tell in the application of the stripes that she and I were both starting to feel fatigue, and I sort of rushed us through that part because I just wanted to finish the project while I still had her attention.

After the sculpting and assembling, we made indentations in the head with “decoy” beads in the spots where we wanted the eyes to be. We removed the beads, and then baked our almost-finished sculptures. I didn’t want to bake the beads, because I didn’t know how the heat would affect the plastic. And I threw away the “decoy” beads, because they now had residue from the black sculpy on them.

After the sculptures baked, we let them cool, and we each picked out eye colors from the bag of multi-colored beads. My niece chose a lighter sky-blue, while I opted for a mid-range blue/cyan. I don’t trust seven-year-olds with high-strength adhesive, plus at this point her attention was fully absorbed by Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets playing on TV, so I attached the eyes for both sculptures, and then fixed each tiger to its wooden base.

If you compare the finished pieces to the prototype, you can see that the prototype actually has a better, more defined torso. I can only attribute this to the fact that I didn’t have the time to fine tune each piece on project-day, but overall I think things turned out well, and it was a lot of fun. I’m a so-so sculptor at age thirty-decrepit, but my niece is advanced at age seven!

Robotech Tuesdays: Roy Fokker

Before I get to today’s post, I want to comment on a very good question brought up in the comments section. My old crony Gavin (no link available) writes:

“How come you did the women of Robotech without [Miriya]?”

Fret not, Dear Readers, although the first three entries of Robotech Tuesdays were all women, and I have switched over to posting drawings of the male characters for the moment, I have every intention of getting back to the ladies of Robotech. Miriya, Azonia, Vannessa, Kim, and Sammy–all of them are in the pipeline. And I intend for my Robotech coverage to be comprehensive–I’m not just focussing on the Macross Saga by any means. Characters from Southern Cross, Invid Invasion, and even the Sentinels and Shadow Chronicles are all going to be covered in due time!

But for now… from the Robotech saga, here’s Roy Fokker, big brother figure, ace pilot, and ladies man!

The Lady Or The Tiger?

Chinese New Year falls on Valentine’s Day this year. However, like non-Chinese New Year, the festivities take place on New Year’s Eve (in this case, Saturday the 13th), so please plan your celebrations accordingly. Incidentally, it’s the year of the Tiger:

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This piece was a lot of fun to draw and color. I wanted to do something less direct than my typical “here’s a picture of this year’s Chinese Zodiac animal” schtick, and I’m happy with the results.

Gong Xi Fa Cai!

Things That Should Not Be: Meow?

A few months ago, I finally saw the Watchmen movie on DVD, which was also the first time I had revisited the story in a number of years–the last time I read the comic was maybe… ’98 or ’99? Anyways, it occurred to me that it would be really funny if Bubastis somehow was able to reconstitute himself the way Doctor Manhattan had. Okay, I guess it’s not really funny, but it was funny enough that I thought I should draw it.

I came up with the name Doctor Manxhattan, and Sherri suggested Doctor Mankattan. I decided optimal funny-badness would be achieved by combining the two names. Thus was Doctor Manxkattan born.

The idea really makes more sense (insofar as such an idea can make any sense at all) in the context of the movie, wherein Bubastis is colored similarly to Doctor Manhattan. However, research into the comic corrected and reminded me that Bubastis was actually magenta colored, not blue. Here, for your enjoyment, are both comic and movie versions of the good Doctor:


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The pose, composition, and colors are all executed in imitation of chapter IV, page 20, panel 1 of the Watchmen comic. HILARIOUS, right? Right? No? Okay, that’s enough of that.

In case you missed my previous Watchmen goof, please check it out.

And here are some superior Watchmen goofs, from sources superior to me–enjoy:


Things That Should Not Be: Hurm.

I think today’s post manages to top the dumbness and nerdiness of my previous record holder. Here’s Rorschach of the Watchmen, resurrected as a Black Lantern, presumably planning to extract vengeance from Dr. Manhattan and Ozymandias:

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This one turned out a little better than I expected. As I was drawing it, I had no idea how I was going to approach the coloring, but things ended up working out. Occasionally that happens. Occasionally.

For those who missed this particular detail–the ink blots on his mask are in the midst of forming the Black Lantern symbol–you can thank Josh for suggesting that! And the ring construct grapple gun is fairly accurately derived from Rorschach’s device in Watchmen.

My apologies to Alan Moore. I love the man’s work, but I can’t resist the lure of stupidly awesome nerd crossovers! I’ve got another Watchmen-related post in the “Things That Should Not Be” category… I think I might have it ready for next week. Stay tuned, it’ll be hi-larious!

STORMWATCH 20xx!!!

When you live within the greater Los Angeles area (as I do), any time there’s any kind of rain, every local news station assaults you with STORMWATCH 20xx!!! Literally, it could be an hour of light drizzling, and you have to listen to STORMWATCH 20xx!!! for a week. It’s basically retarded.

You see, Los Angeles is usually sunny and 70 degrees, so if it even rains a little, every moron out there freaks out, following the lead of our famously awful local news institutions. Car accidents skyrocket, even though the driving conditions aren’t significantly more dangerous, thus turning the streets and freeways into a gridlocked mess. Frankly, people are big, nervous babies about the whole affair. For the record, I enjoy the rain, and I do not lose my mind while driving in it (*knock on wood*).

Well, this past week we finally got an amount of rainfall that might actually qualify as a real storm–flooding, hail, the whole deal.

The rain has even given me a reason to wear a coat and a scarf. Unheard of! However, that is not the reason for today’s post. The real reason is that I have been metaphorically underwater with work (at the day job), and so a quick self-involved post is all that I have time for:

Post Script to my fellow California-ites: Apparently we’re in for more of this rain, possibly on an epic, legitimately dangerous scale? They call it… FRANKENSTORM!!! I wish I was joking.

Dream A Little Darkdream

Today’s post is for a re-design challenge at the He-Man.org fan-art forums. The thread is here, my post is here. The character is the villain Darkdream from the episode Eternal Darkness:

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In Eternal Darkness, Darkdream cannot survive under sunlight, and is shown to have some kind of connection with Evil-lyn–she is his ally and it is implied that Darkdream has power over her magic wand.

My take on the character depicts Darkdream having returned after his most recent defeat/banishment. The elements that I added to his costume are colored to emphasise his connection to Evil-Lyn. Here’s just a bit of background info:

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With the help of unseen forces of evil, DARKDREAM stalks Eternia once more! He maintains the ability to put his foes to sleep and control their dreams, but now he has manifested a powerful corporeal body as well, possessing strength to rival He-Man’s! Darkdream can no longer be banished by sunlight–though he is still weakened by it. The Master of Nightmares seeks revenge against He-Man, and against his niece Evil-Lyn, who deserted him during his final battle. It remains to be seen whether the Faceless One will choose to intervene in the conflict between his brother Darkdream and his daughter Evil-Lyn.

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So there you go, I just decided that Darkdream is The Faceless One‘s brother. Makes sense, right?

Blahblahblah, Skeletor Again…

Today I’ve got Laser Light Skeletor for you, re-imagined as (surprise) a new character. His weapon is a Havoc Staff topped with a humanoid skull as per one of the prototypes. I went with this weapon, and changed his cape from purple to black to distinguish him from Skeletor. His name comes from the Spanish version of Laser Light Skeletor, Ojos de Fuego:

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In terms of color and design, Laser Light Skeletor seems like a mess, if you ask me. He’s got a great head sculpt, but his body has all kinds of noodly details that seem very un-Masters of the Universe to me. I streamlined the details, but did my best to keep the general flavor, so that he’s be recognizable. I’m pretty happy with the colors on this one… I think the warm oranges and reds play off nicely against the cold blues and blacks. But really, it’s the super nerdy background info that makes it all worthwhile…

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PROFILE: His true name and identity lost to the ages, he is addressed only by his rank, SUPREME INQUISITOR, and spoken of in hushed tones by his official sobriquet, THE EYES OF FIRE, a name bequeathed to him by the High Priests of Infinita. Dispatched by the Elder High Priest, the Supreme Inquisitor seeks out and punishes the enemies of Infinita, burning them with arcane fire, and cursing them with ancient spells.

HISTORY: The Supreme Inquisitor gazed out from the observation deck of the Infinitan flagship. The glow of his red eyes was dull and smouldering. Trance-like, he seemed to peer deep into space, a vision drawing him in.

Many millenia ago, in the cold, empty halls of the Central Infinitan Temple, a man stands over two glass coffins. The coffins are the same size–one occupied by a woman, the other occupied by a mere child. The child looks peaceful, but so small in the full-sized coffin. The woman looks sad, but resigned. It is night, and the moons of Infinita shed cold white light into the temple halls, through towering windows and arches. The blue skin of the man, and the two bodies, almost looks silver under the moonlight. Who is this man, and who are these corpses, the Inquisitor wonders absently.

The man’s eyes are in a trance, emotionless. Looking at the two bodies, but somehow not seeing them–instead staring past them. He is wounded. His right arm and chest are badly burned and bandaged. He does not move; his heart barely beats beneath his bandaged, charred chest.

Footsteps echo through the halls. Another man, draped in a black hood and cape, approaches from behind. The Inquisitor does not know who this man is either. The wounded man speaks, as if to interupt the other, though the other is silent. “This was my fault.”

The hooded man’s chalk-white skeletal jaw and exposed teeth glint in the moonlight, his voice is tight with rage… or anticipation? “No. This is the fault of Eternian scum.”

The wounded man knows this is not true. But he does not care what is true anymore. “Will it make me strong?” He asks.

“Yes.”

“Will it make me forget?”

“Yes.”

The wounded man stares past the bodies. What is he seeing, the Inquisitor wonders idly.

The wounded man is tired. That’s the closest thing to an emotion that he has betrayed in days. “So be it.” Questions float through the Inquisitor’s consciousness. What will happen to the wounded man? What will happen to the bodies?

The hooded man walks away, his footsteps seem forceful… or gleeful?

The wounded man follows the hooded man down the hallway. It seems to stretch on endlessly. The Supreme Inquisitor now gazes absently not into the distant past, but at his own dark reflection in the glass, superimposed over black starlit space. In one hand he holds a Havoc staff, topped with a humanoid skull. A smaller humanoid skull is mounted on his belt buckle, flanked by black slabs of stone, carved with Infinitan runes. These artifacts have been with him for as long as he can remember, but he cannot remember where they came from. He touches his belt buckle lightly with his robotic right arm. He cannot remember where he came from.

Forceful footsteps in the observation deck. The Supreme Inquisitor does not move. Reflected in the glass, a hooded man draped in black appears behind the Inquisitor. His chalk white mandible catches the light. All else is darkness. The Inquisitor knows who this man is–his mortal master, the Elder High Priest of Infinita, second only to the God-King himself.

The clarity of the vision dissipates, and the Supreme Inquisitor finds himself swallowed up once more by the present, and by madness. He no longer wonders about the vision, not even idly–it is forgotten.

“What do the Eyes of Fire see?” Asks the hooded man.

“I see the future. I see war… I see Eternia burning.”

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As should be apparent, I wanted to create very Vaderian mythos for this guy. Hopefully I pulled it off without being too obvious or too corny. A little obvious and corny is okay though.

Also posted on the He-Man.org fan-art forums in my variants thread. The thread is here and my post is here.

Keep Cool My Babies!

(Posting early while the topic is still somewhat topical…)

I’m usually too slow and apathetic to take on internet memes or trends, but this time, it’s serious bidniz. That Conan O’Brien (AKA Cone-Zone AKA Cone Bone AKA CoCo AKA Conando) isn’t just funny, he’s also shrewd and classy.

Here’s some Pro-CoCo propaganda, please spread the word!

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EDIT: I submitted this to Gawker.TV‘s Pro-Conan fan-art gallery, and they were kind enough to include it! Check it out HERE.