Elf Bomb
Here’s a couple of images for the CTT activity at U16. The first one is after Audzilla’s sketch and I’m not sure if it makes any sense without it. The second one is of course the image for the next in line.
Here’s a couple of images for the CTT activity at U16. The first one is after Audzilla’s sketch and I’m not sure if it makes any sense without it. The second one is of course the image for the next in line.
Here are some doodles that I’ve done over a few nights of drinking and drawing. Pretty much all typical motifs for those nights are represented: Superheroes, rockers, barbarians, women and general bad taste… For many of these I picked a theme and stuck with it until the next paper.
Jeez, the site sure is slow today.
Here’s someone I’ve been meaning to do for quite some time and who seems to fascinate me to no end: Glenn Danzig.
A bit of eerie synchronicity going on as well: Going through some biographies I just realized that I finished the image – truly unbeknownst to myself – on his damn birthday, June 23rd. So happy birthday, Glenn…
Fucking metal. Serious business.
Here’s a few sketches that I drew awhile back when we were doing a bit of drinking and drawing before heading out to see some bands. Consider this a little insight into the kind of music that was played that night…
This is what we were listening to first…
… and this is what we listened after that. I was having some trouble drawing the pentagram by that time. The last sketch of the night, heh.
And finally a sketch anticipating the live stuff…
This music business is serious stuff, you know.
This is my take on Scott Vanden Bosch’s singer character for U16’s CTT again. It appears that the woes of this fictional band aren’t completely unlike those of another, more famous one.
Couple of images for U16’s CTT activity again. The first is based on Shakes’ sketch and the second one is my character for the next in line.
Alright, I’ll be off for a few days eating sausage and drinking beer. I’ll be back next week. Hyvää juhannusta!
While I normally frown at all obnoxiously loud, aggressive and rude lowbrow music like "rock", "metal" or – heaven help me – "punk", I’ve found myself fascinated by the gentle rhythms and touching lyrics of the psycho punkabilly band Mad Sin’s latest album "Dead Moon’s Calling." So much in fact that I felt like doing some obnoxious rock ‘n’ roll art of my own.
So I came up with my own Psychobilly Guitar Slinger that plays faster than Lee Van Cleef draws his Colt – and louder than six Motörheads put together. He doesn’t need a name; he’s so cool that even hell freezes over him – and when he strikes a chord, even fucking angels fall off their clouds and in love with him.
And as a bonus image, here’s a quickie I did long ago. She’s not someone to fuck around with either.