Sketches from th...
» Written on July 13, 2008 at 9:55 PM «
Fresh, raw, and unedited. Well, unless you count the necessary cropping and slight contrast adjustments, all done in the name of increased visibility. Surely such actions can be suffered!
I’m halfway through my Army-mandated driving course, which so far has involved more sleeping and mulling over the vagaries of life rather than actual driving, which its name would otherwise imply. Yes, I may not have had previous real-life driving experience, but after my early days in Daytona USA, and more recently, spending time with the likes of GRID and GTA IV, you’d think I’d have learned something about how to skillfully maneuver a 25-tonne tracked vehicle around a hairpin at 320 km/h.
Actually, the maximum speed of a ATTC APC (which is what I’m driving) is 50 km/h. Which, assuming you didn’t ram into a wall first, would probably cause the engine to overheat anyway if you managed to achieve that sort of speed.
Of belts and gis
» Written on July 6, 2008 at 5:52 PM «
Some would say that I perhaps have an unhealthy fascination with such apparel. It is apparent, especially if you look at my various doodles (and doodads) around my hard drive, my desktop, my tabletop and even my sketchbook.
I say, though, that the gi, though overused, is absolutely perfect for people who have little to no knowledge of how to best portray the human body, and instead opt to hide it beneath swaths of cotton fibre. All while making your character automatically look badass.
All this, of course, at the cost of making your masterpiece look like yet another of those Ryu-inspired deviations.
Vrooooom
» Written on May 25, 2008 at 9:50 PM «
Yes, the month of May has sadly been spent on beer and booze. Which are actually more or less sort of the same thing, come to think of it.
I’ve been working on something over the past month, and instead of hiding it behind veiled curtains until it inevitably dies off like I always do, today, I’ve decided to throw in something that should abate my singeing conscience for now. You should, in fact, be looking at it right now: it’s the post thumbnail of the day!
It’s my first time actually attempting to completely vector-ize something I’ve inked in pixels, and I’m finding that the effort required definitely isn’t as minor as I’ve once thought. Oh no.
The title of my post then, seems misleading, though. Vrooom, an onomatopoeia, is not generally associated with inks or vectors, is it?
Inking under fir...
» Written on April 29, 2008 at 11:36 PM «
Is not a situation that most artists would imagine, let alone dream of even experiencing. As I type these mere strings of text, know that such a situation has transpired, of sorts. More importantly, it is actually survivable, proof of which now resides to the left of this post.
Unless, of course, you’re actually reading the RSS feed, in which case I kindly suggest you read the unabated version instead.
The obvious content of this post, therefore, outlines my adventures with traditional inking techniques, all done while under the watchful eyes of prowling sarges, warrant officers and even left-enants.
Santa
» Written on December 25, 2007 at 9:31 PM «
Is a lie.
There. I said it. And you if even so much as beg to differ, I’ll have you turned into nothing more than a smoked ham faster than you can even think about candy canes.
Speaking of food, honestly speaking, there’s nothing better than a good turkey with the right kind of sauce to go along with it when it comes to fulfilling hunger pangs. It’s too bad then, that my aunt chose to go on a trip to China this year; our family usually heads over to her home, along with my extended relatives during Christmas on the pretext of enjoying each other’s company and reminiscing aud lang syne. In reality, all we want is that turkey.
And ham. Smoked, no less.
Concept art
» Written on December 14, 2007 at 3:25 AM «
Is getting harder and harder to actually visualize these days, let alone actually execute. I mean, I used to be able to at least churn out a piece of crap in about an hour or so; it’s hard to stomach the fact that I actually spent about 3 hours working on this current piece of work.
And I’m not even sure what I want to do with it in the first place. Honestly, right now it’s just yet another of those generic forest-slash-stream paintings that could be done by a monkey with a Wacom and a couple of custom brushes in a couple of minutes. I did use only the default Photoshop brush sets, and mostly limited myself to making each individual stroke, which was especially a pain in the ass when working on the ground texture. Behold!