I'm trying to paint better, as I have two paintings that I'd like to finish as gifts for people before the end of time. So as the paintings simply were not working out, I went ahead and started two others to learn how to think more like a painter might. Two different approaches. But some of the way I like to paint is starting to make sense. The first was far superior halfway through. It had a lot less bullshit going on and was by far a stronger painting... I reached that point of "Oh. It looks good. I'll just make one more dab at it..." really rather quickly with it... and after that final dab all I was doing was trying to bring it back. I really need to learn how to move forward rather than simply trying to save what I've already done. The second one was created, mostly, out of color leftover on my palette.

Here are a couple drawings; some recent and most quite a bit older.
Freddy drew a caricature of me recently that influenced this one a little bit I think. I like the drawing, if even I look beefier than normal.


I did this at Sunday Subway Sketchgroup a little while ago. I liked her posture and the shapes just seemed to flow and fit together wonderfully. I truly enjoyed drawing it and I think it shows.


I'm working on a poster at the moment with a pretty epic description. And this is just a failed study as the structure is all sorts of messed up. Sharks have gotten a lot harder to draw since I was 12.


One of those self portraits I did a long while ago. I still like the other one better.


A drawing of a girl that I had a crush on and wanted to see romantically. It didn't work out at all. But, she's still a pretty cool girl. Was going to write a depressing, none-too-specifically-about-her autobiographical comic about how we met, hit it off, how it made me feel all tingly inside and then how things quickly escalated into too much drama land. But I have a few screws loose myself, to be honest. If you haven't already noticed. I may end up doing it, in fact I'd really like too... It's just I'm not the best at writing comics... I end up being far too ambitious with my shot selection, and I give up midway through roughing things out as I have the compositions figured out in my head but can never translate them as I'd like to see them.


Another drawing I did of myself... I really enjoy drawing myself... I guess in a variety of different styles. It is honestly tons of fun.


I was at the zoo with Andrea and Catherine and I drew a kitty. One of the few drawings I did that day that didn't turn into a gigantic pile of flat mud milkshake. I ought to color it.


A Dr. Sketchy's drawing. I won a cupcake. It was a pretty tasty cupcake. Granted of course... everyone won a cupcake that night. But still.


A caricature I did of someone on the drawing board at the beginning of the summer.



You ought to see the gigantic pile of recycling I have after sorting through my drawings.

I forgot I wanted to draw every day. I think I remembered how much fun it is.