Life Without Taffy

It’s been a while, but the series continues.

I found this great Olan Mills family portrait at a thrift store. 40 cents later and it was mine. I wasn’t a big fan of the frame so I was going to move the picture into another one and I found these other two photos behind it. I’m guessing this one is for a high school yearbook photo or something:

And this one, this one is the best. Of ever.

Another mask from the Gas book.

Fisticuffs. An old font based on an older font I found in some thrift store type book years ago. Capitals only on this one. It works best at big sizes.

A much cartoonier version of H.I. from my comick No Outlet

I found this homework assignment walking around by a railroad track. Not too sure what to think about the teacher’s choice of words.

A look at a recent commisioned piece that I’ve been working on for a while:

The idea was to do a medical illustration type thing. The pencils:

The inking probably took the longest out of any of it:

A picture of me with the artwork to give an idea of the size of the piece:

Throw some lettering and some watercolors on it. And blood. Some of my actual blood, and this is what you get. From the start to finish it was a little over 1o hours of work and I think it turned out pretty dang good.

Another thrift store find from the other day was this book on gas warfare from 1975:

I haven’t gotten around to reading it yet, but I pretty much got it for the pictures anyways. Like this guy in an early French gas mask. It was pretty much just 32 layers of the finely woven cotton fabric muslin.