for PCAD lecture

heres a little something ive been working on for next weeks texturing tutorial.
in honor of my brother (currently working in Plymouth and releasing his first tune this week on itunes.)

me and bill bailey

not overly pleased with this one but practice is practice. :)

small tweak on second painting

ooooo 10 mins from midnight. thats officially my 3rd this week!

second painting for this week. late night now.

definately definately final version.

final image. dont want to over work this

i like b&w

lifedrawing

The king and the artist a la henry

"Once upon a time, there was a king who ruled a great and glorious nation. Favourite amongst his subjects was the court painter of whom he was very proud. Everybody agreed this wizzened old man pianted the greatest pictures in the whole kingdom and the king would spend hours each day gazing at them in wonder. However, one day a dirty and dishevelled stranger presented himself at the court claiming that in fact he was the greatest painter in the land. The indignant king decreed a competition would be held between the two artists, confident it would teach the vagabond an embarrassing lesson. Within a month they were both to produce a masterpiece that would out do the other. After thirty days of working feverishly day and night, both artists were ready. They placed their paintings, each hidden by a cloth, on easels in the great hall of the castle. As a large crowd gathered, the king ordered the cloth be pulled first from the court artist’s easel. Everyone gasped as before them was revealed a wonderful oil painting of a table set with a feast. At its centre was an ornate bowl full of exotic fruits glistening moistly in the dawn light. As the crowd gazed admiringly, a sparrow perched high up on the rafters of the hall swooped down and hungrily tried to snatch one of the grapes from the painted bowl only to hit the canvas and fall down dead with shock at the feet of the king. ’Aha!’ exclaimed the king. ’My artist has produced a painting so wonderful it has fooled nature herself, surely you must agree that he is the greatest painter who ever lived!’ But the vagabond said nothing and stared solemnly at his feet. ’Now, pull the blanket from your painting and let us see what you have for us,’ cried the king. But the tramp remained motionless and said nothing. Growing impatient, the king stepped forward and reached out to grab the blanket only to freeze in horror at the last moment. ’You see,’ said the tramp quietly, ’there is no blanket covering the painting. This is actually just a painting of a cloth covering a painting. And whereas your famous artist is content to fool nature, I’ve made the king of the whole country look like a clueless twat.

RIP frank frazetta

think i probably owe that guy at least a drink.

decided to start filling pages now.

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booty

having problems with this pose, not sure if shes running or using a computer.
and just realised that her big toe is on the wrong side of her foot. im saying shes a mutant.

ITS BUG MAN!! i have no idea were this came from.

recently lost a full sketchbook so i thought i better start documenting my train sketches. its a whole lotta nothing much with the occasional turning point.

an ashley wood inspired sketch for today

Sketches

FIRST POST

of 2010 that is. im not sure if i have anyone checking this shizz out anymore but i vow to blog and post more. my work will grow. my sketching has become obsessive again which can only be a good thing. anyway. just to say this is only the beggining my prettys...DUM DUM DUMMMMM