Three robots drawn on index cards in ‘04. I think I have an unhealthy robot, uh, thing. Robots and zombies. Hmm. I think I have to draw a robot zombie.
As I was posting this I scribbled out a little robot zombie on an index card. Check it out in all of its lame glory:
So I pulled an overnight shift at work Monday/Tuesday. I got all my work done, but I had to hang around with the floor cleaning crew. I’m glad I brought my sketchbook:
And then my boss showed up to relieve me. I wouldn’t say that me being super-tired made my drawings worse per se, but they definitely got weirder. I did get to sleep about 7-ish this morning. I feel a lot better after sleeping all day.
An old picture unearthed in a box of art I’m scanning and digitizing for the website. I did this one in 1999 I think.
For some more robot love check out Suicide Bots.
A seriously damaged Mega Man. I was way into Mega Man when I was younger. Mega Man 2 being a personal favorite. It had the best soundtrack of ever.
There are several music groups that cover Mega Man and other video game tunes. Two of the best are the Minibosses and The Advantage. Check them out if you haven’t already.
This weeks Illustration Friday is Robot. More like an android this is.It started out kinda like Megaman. It started sucking, so I cyborged him a little bit. (Cyborged?) I’ll probably do another one if I have the time.
See another robot here.
See previous Illustration Fridays here.
When me and k.t. first decided to work on a comick together, I knew I had to get a robot in there somewhere. This is a little sketch I did way back in the planning period for issue two. Issue one is just about done now.
Some other comicks posts here.
Several years ago I worked at a book publisher that specialized in books for psychologists and psychiatrists and the like. Given that there was only three or four hours of actual work for me to do on any given day, I have a crapload of drawings I did during this time. I remember having this picture left on the pad on my desk overnight. The next day, the bosses’ wife had a post-it attached to it that said ‘No you don’t’. I thought that was kind of funny. The boss was a retired psychologist and sometimes he’d give me these knowing looks. It was great.
One of the stupid little things I like to do on my lunchbreak at my soul-crushing retail supervisor job, is deface company property. Usually reserved to brochures and various paper propoganda. I drew this little picture on a page of a safety awareness packet that was more or less common sense stuff anyway. No grab-ass while on a ladder. Duh.
After a day or two of me not adding anything in particular to it I noticed a portion added by someone else. That person, not even able to draw a convincing asian stereotype on the first try, I think ruined the picture. I wrote a message and left it in the breakroom.
I figured out who drew this. It was this stocker kid who’s a fairly recent hire. I have no good things to say about him at all. Anyhow, he formed a rebuttal.
So this douche mistakes my self-deprecating humor as an admission of my inferiority as an artist. I draw better than him in my sleep with a matchstick and that doesn’t even make sense. I’m not the best artist of ever or anything but here’s an example of this fool’s artisitic ability.
So there you have it. The asian guy. Goku (I think that’s his name) from Dragon Ball Z and the worst renditions of Homer and Bart Simpson I have ever seen. This isn’t even bad in a good way like that god-awful thrift-store painting. It’s just bad.