Leverage

Just got done with a another entry for the t-shirt gig. This one ended up looking like the cover for a magazine aimed at veteran louts (so I just had to go ahead and embellish).

The Blue Wazzo

Kids, I have procured a little animation I did last year. While this was just a test to see if I could get to grips with all the meticulous aspects of 3d animation, it slowly developed into a little story (I got so excited that I modeled the villain in 15 minutes). I dunno what kept me from finishing it, but YOU DON'T CUT A MAN OFF WHEN HE'S DODGING FIREBALLS!! I doubt that I'd be able to finish it now as I've forgotten everything I learned during those couple of days.

Enjoy!

VOTE TIME

For the past couple of days I've been dabbling with some t-shirt designs for this competition. Actually, it's rather disheartening and very annoying to see how much plagiarism goes on. People really seem to want the grand prize and they'll go to the far reaches of a stock illustration site to get it. When you confront these punks, they tell you that "not everyone's an illustrator", and that "it's the idea that counts". Oh well, then. I've wasted my life trying to be something that's hardly necessary. Ass chomping, afghan hound walking silverspoon suckers, the lot of them.
Anyway, here are my entries so far. Vote me a little fortuitousness.

Update: Added a couple more designs. Make note: you can find links to all the images I've submitted when you arrive at the site on the lower right hand corner.

link: http://tasarti.com/tshirt/tasarim/3495/NoodleYS.aspxhttp://tasarti.com/tshirt/tasarim/3505/Kamuflaj.aspx

http://tasarti.com/tshirt/tasarim/3544/For_Women.aspx

http://tasarti.com/tshirt/tasarim/3707/Salon_Sepeti.aspxhttp://tasarti.com/tshirt/tasarim/3657/Retro_Sepet.aspx
http://tasarti.com/tshirt/tasarim/3587/An%C4%B1nda_Hizmet.aspx

Big shout goin' out

I can watch the facebook feed roll by for hours. Things show up that would generally make any blundering cosmic passerby tick off "intelligent life" and go back to wallowing in their evolutionary puddle. Nowadays, though, an unlikely group of people are gunning for humanity (is that like fucking for virginity, again?). They are the let's adoptos (Copyright: fifty bucks). Notice, congratulate, donate, that kinda thing. Any whoo, seeing as how I see their posts everyday, I thought I'd do a little drawing for them. It's nowhere near finished, I'm just blocking in some values etc., but I like the idea. Tagline (the conversation you never have to have - I'm also very pro-population-control).

Shit in the Sea

She tugged at his arm and asked of him too much. They'd only just been blackout-matrimony'd. (and there'd be repercussions for that). This was familiarity out of thin air, with no basis, no purchase; mere ramblings that come with precocious histrionics.

"Not now. I'm absorbing these flipflops", he muttered. He'd appropriated a pair of them where the boisterous elderly expats had left them. Those were some loud folk. You know the type. They bonk each others' children while just about everyone looks the other way. These were vile and unthinkable flipflops from people who held vile and unthinkable mores. The touch of its thong to the bisection of his foot into two toes was now all he could think about. It burned and grated with the agony of a thousand shirleys, julies, janes, jennifers, allisons, phillippas, and sues.

He thought, 'screw it!'. I'll shit in the sea with my "betrothed to be annulled"... in the mean time I'll ditch these flipflops'.