First Gen Starters
(Tim Burton Inspired Pokémon Re-Designs)
First generation starters are done! Whew!
I can’t believe the response this little side-project has gotten though. Crazy! Thanks a lot guys!
And yes, I was planning to finish the 151 at the very least. But I’m pretty busy most of the time so I can’t post these regularly. But I will update when I can. :)
Also, I’ll be responding to the messages some of you have sent… eventually.
Fire Exclamation Mark
This was one of the best comedies ever. Too bad season 5 was cancelled. Bleghh…
Space Cube and Tomato: Sammich
I’ve been feeling mighty depressed and annoyingly emotional recently. And I thought I might as well just scream out in agony through comics. If that’s alright with you guys…
Warm up sketch of the day. This illo doesn’t mean anything again. It’s just me going crazy in Photoshop and finding some footing and direction.
Currently, I’m organizing my thoughts for a few paintings though. This is my problem when I do set out to make art, my brain first becomes a shriveled walnut of jumbled thoughts. At the moment I’m struggling. Ask me to make art that reflects me or what I like, than I shall work on that and think on that longer than if I have to design for someone or something else. That’s how I was trained in uni, but during that process I was choking my own aesthetic voice to death. I apparently am taking a degree that kills your soul, but I guess this is only for when you’ve truly forgotten your passion to create art.
Recently, I’ve been trying to revive and rediscover my voice as an artist. And it’s a hard and slow journey. But I’m up for the challenge. Because I’ve made the impractical decision to be an artist. And I shall die like every other average artist, unknown, unappreciated, and broken. Blegh…
Don’t go to art school, kids.
3 Things I Try To Remember When I Set Out To Make Art
So yeah, this is a quick list of things I’ve been telling myself lately when I decide I want to make Art. Art as in high art though. Or at least the highest I can go. I of course do not make Fine Art, but I try ever so often. I dreamed to be a painter once and now I just dream to be an artist.
1. REALISM is not as important as INTERESTING
Let’s face it, photo-realism is not one of my strengths when it comes to rendering. Although, I’m still working to try to get as close as I can to mimicing reality. But I’m just not getting it. But I have observed that aesthetics is a lot more complicated and is ever evolving and I’ve realized that in the end, it’s the idea of the piece that matters. So I value the concept over the rendering.
2. Tell A Story
Often, I try to make each piece a narrative. If your work is pretty much just a picture, than that’s what it just is. I find that the pieces with at least a story, are the more interesting ones. Because the interaction between the art and the viewer is more dynamic. And this has been pretty evident in art history. Art was a tool for communicating stories and ideas about religious beliefs and values back then. Doesn’t mean we can’t tell stories still through our art.
3. Make It Your Own
This is the difficult one. I’ve always felt that my work can be too derivative at times. But I’m working on developing my art to something more unique and more me. Because there are a lot of paintings of like flowers and whatnot around, but it’s up to you to depict the flowers anyway you want really. I’d rather you paint what you want to see or how you want to see, rather than painting what’s actually there.
Of course, if you’re a newbie at making art, it’s always best to learn to copy first before attempting to translate the world through your aesthetic voice. I mean, you gotta learn the language before you can use and manipulate it, right?
Anyway, these are just my opinions. But at least just make good art. DON’T STOP BELIEVING! HOLD ON TO THAT FEEEEEEELIIIINGGG!
This is a semi-refined version of one of the sketches I’ve been doodling in Photoshop today. I’m making studies for a painting that must be perfect. And it has to be done by next week. Time is running out and my ideas are still pretty much scrambled at the moment. Hopefully, I figure out what I want to see before the end of this month.
Physical Education Sucks
This will be me tomorrow again. Apparently, I am so out of shape, that I am terribly and pathetically incapable of power walking for 6.5 kilometers in 30 minutes. Bleghh…
I just want it to eeeennnndd!
Also, my tablet is still broken but my lovely lovely friend, Pam, lent me her awesome Intuos 4. THANKS PAM! Now I can digi-paint again! Temporarily! But now I can post crappy comics again and finally work on my paintings again! AAAAAAAHHH!
HERE WE GO MAGIC!
"What’s Happening To Me?" exasperated he screamed.
Hola Tumblr. It’s quite rare for me to write journal entries here on this blog. Because (1) Most followers don’t like to read wordy posts, which I’m totally cool with and (2) I don’t have a lot of things to write about or even have time to write when I do. But I just wanted to write this down since I promised myself that I should write more. One of my professors did say that we should learn to tell stories.
You don’t have to read this by the way. Unless you’re bored.
First item in the agenda, Bitter Bark. This is my little Entrepreneurial Plate for my Advertising class or Marketing class, as my professor likes to call it. I’m insanely nervous with it as I may or may not have shot myself in the foot with this venture. But I like making shirts and clothing has become quite a growing interest in me recently. So I went with it.
I could’ve sold food and I would’ve probably made a decent profit, which would probably get me a good grade. But I decided to go with passion over practicality. And who knows, maybe Bitter Bark will do well or even thrive and I might get a decent grade after all. I just know I’m loving the whole ordeal no matter how frustrating it is.
I do so hope you’ll support it. I already have a date for a local launch for this coming Wednesday. Follow ze Tumblr Blog please: Bitter Bark.
Anti-Hat Boy (Part 2)
To Be Continued… In Part 3, there will be stuff and more stuff! And maybe some… things!
Anti-Hat Boy (Part 1)
Coming soon to a theater near you.
I really hate my PE shirt. >:(
I really thought I’d have escaped PE when I graduated highschool.
Anyway, I just got home from PE a few hours ago. Bowling. Still haven’t bothered changing shirts. This shirt is hella itchy, guys. And it makes me look and feel like a doofus.
Doofus. I know right? Such profanity.
Celdee said she’d give me a dozen cookies if I drew her a portrait, Hat Boy style. You guys should go follow her. She’s a way better illustrator than me. Haha!