Showing posts with label Arnie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Arnie. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Strutting Chickens

One of my preoccupations seems to be puffed up cockerel bullies who may or may not intend to kick sand in your face in order to steal your girl.






Perhaps this wonderful Crumb fragment can help shed some light (You can click to enlarge):











These boys may suffer from a very rare type of homosexuality in which one is only sexually attracted to oneself.





nostril flowers:





Now let's spend some time relaxing at home with master race manboys Randy and Arnold. Dig the lamp.









When I tried to capture these two rapidly with my pencil, they became the same person. Their essence was the same.





It's nice to draw people I think are beautiful and also don't mind gently mocking. I don't know how vicious I'm capable of being in my drawings... Sometimes people say they seem raw or fearless, but they're always done with some measure of love... perhaps that makes them more fearless. I don't know.

I have a very particular tendency to want to shout insults at my favourite people. Spirited ones. Spirited insults.



Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Where's Arnold? I wonder if you can find him.

This all looks a bit of a mess, but I think I'm learning that the best and most organic ideas often sprout from this kind of mess.

Doing these little wild thumbnails seems like quite a natural part of the process to me.
Can you spot Arnie?

An offended spotty cat?

(It may help to click to enlarge)

An erumpent green rump?

Some stinky carthamus pink?





The carthamus pink I got in a sale at Herrings, the art shop in my home town Dorchester. The tube looks like it's from at least as long ago as the seventies. And heavens it's stinky stuff.
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