I’m a graphic designer in Australia. This is for all the personal work that would scare my clients. I’m in remission for bladder cancer, so some of it ain’t cheery, and there’s a fair amount of nudity along the way. So maybe don’t read it on the train.
1992 was an interesting year, burning through sketchbooks (this one in a month) and too much weed, manic highs and lows. This picture sums it up in one.
Went and saw the awesome Robert Hannaford exhibition today. Lots of great work, but some absolutely mind blowing figure studies on grey paper – if you like that sort of thing! Really inspired me to work bigger again, and definitely get to some life drawing. Most of all, it reaffirmed monochrome as something worth following.
Been a while between posts, for all the right reasons. Well, we did all have a virus that made us vomit, but mostly it was because I’ve been spending my nights working on a freelance project.
Which links into the the idea of the picture, along with getting some big jobs over the line for my day job, of the feeling of smashing it! Of just sucking it up and getting through.
I don’t draw much in the way of beefcake, and my aim was to draw a massive dude. Unfortunately the only wrestling jump pictures I could find for reference were more modestly muscled! Would have been great to do it as some sort of animated loop: smashing down through layers of masonry, through tag teams of dismayed wrestlers…
On the technical side, I coloured the marker base in Photoshop and was pretty happy with the result for a moderate extra layer of work. Have to try a whole scene with background, which I don’t generally do in colour or mono!
Had my third colonoscopy last Friday. All clear. No polyps.
The hospital admission forms always seem like a tedious exercise – tick “no” 20 times and sign your name twice – but the nurse running through it this time gave me a different perspective.
“Any allergies?” No.
“Any current illnesses?” No.
“Any medications?” No.
“Any major surgeries?” No.
She was really impressed, said some people need to attach an extra sheet to fit it all in, made her job much easier.
“You must be really healthy.” Yeah, I guess I am.
Passed checkup number seven last week, no April Fool’s gag, it was more boring than stressful. This picture probably looks less light hearted than it is, a good companion piece to the first test’s snake.
Been quiet on the blog front, working on some “professional” personal work, a fake beer label. Quite satisfying to do some graphic design work to my own taste, and something to kick off a non-anonymous Behance profile. Some of the blog pics will do some double duty over there, maybe not the more penile like this one!
Yes, it’s a little ambiguous. On the job front the renewal is working out, positive if a little tedious at times, but the meat platform supporting my life isn’t performing as well as hoped.
The antihistamines have cut the hayfever lethargy, and peace has been declared now a four year old has laid her constipated egg, so now I just have to hold my nerve till the next cystoscopy in four weeks.
I’ve drawn a lot of botanical metaphors of renewal, peeling back layers to reveal new growth or the seeds to spawn it. There were also a lot of green skinned metaphors of death, with a short goat-legged-and-horned sidekick sneaking in to offer a toke.
This then is the husk.