I didn’t realize it until very recently, but I’ve been a closeted lover of sci-fi all my life. My brother convinced me to start watching Doctor Who, and now I’m on to Star Trek: The Next Generation. What’s next? Battlestar Galactica? Dune? Frankenstein? Only time travelling will tell.
Of course the reason I didn’t know I liked science fiction is because I only watched animated shows until the age of 27. And the animated Star Trek show just didn’t do the trick.
Here are a couple of sketchbook pages from my backlog of sketchbook pages. I was drawing Super Mario while watching Purple Rain with some friends, and I’ll be damned if Prince didn’t sneak his abusive ass into the page.
If you haven’t seen Purple Rain,I wasn’t really paying attention, but it’s about Prince not compromising his artistic integrity by slapping women or something.
I’d recommend the Mad Magazine parody, “Purple Acid Rain” instead.
Until very recently, I worked in an office. A doodle friendly office.
I think I liked meetings more than anything else. It took me back to the heady days of third grade, where one was allowed to draw while the teacher talked as long as one was listening.
These are the last six sketches I found as I was packing up my things on my last day of work:
Click to make them bigger. Like you do on the internet.
A couple of months ago, my wife and I visited Canmore with a friend.
I sketched the mountains during this time, but worked on the comics during coffee breaks the week after we returned to Regina. The dog poop story is true, and the bunny love comic is probably true, knowing bunnies and their penchant for intercourse.
Here is a collection of tiny paneled strips from my sketchbook:
In case it isn’t obvious the second last panel of Facial Profile Adventures is a guy offering drugs under a trench coat. Law enforcement officers will never think to look there!
The first page was drawn while visiting my friend Graeme Zirk, a stand-up comic and cartoonist; a comic who draws comics. The second page was done while hanging with some of Regina’s local comics guys on Free Comic Book Day.
The tuff guys were an attempt to break my habit of drawing the same three male characters: guy with glasses, bald guy with glasses, and fat bald guy.
Your hands are like dogs, going to the same places they’ve been. You have to be careful when playing is no longer in the mind but in the fingers, going to happy places. You have to break them of their habits or you don’t explore; you only play what is confident and pleasing.
- Tom Waits
When drawing in my sketchbook I always struggle with this. It becomes too easy to just draw the same things over and over again– the things that worked once or twice.
So to shake things up a little, I’ve taken to drawing spontaneous and quick comic strips. Usually they start with a title or an image, and then I have to quickly complete them for good or bad.
Sometimes it works, and sometimes it doesn’t.
Other times I draw characters from Zelda instead of Mario.
A couple more sketchbook pages…
I observed the dude in the kilt and fishnet hose in a coffee shop. Then he got into the most beat-up farm truck I’ve ever seen.
Also, I found out that Velociraptors probably had pretty feathers.
It was also moustache time apparently.