Tuesday, August 25, 2009

One good Thing deserves another.

So, in my recent rediscovery of my own talents, I came upon an older sketchbook with some impressive musings that I had laid down on paper. Amongst them were the following renderings of a true original from the Marvel universe.


In a further exercise of the same character, I deided to rework the details of Mr.Grimm's lovely facial features.



In closing, I truly hope that those few who can view my work can look on it positively and appreciate my artistic point of view. If not, you have permission to peel my banana and fucking like it.- D.S.

Practice makes...uh...


Alright, true to my earlier post having everything to do with me being a lazy ass I am posting a pic of some of my recent work. This is my very quick pencil rendering of the classic beast known as the Swamp Thing. I thought to myself, it's been a while since that mo-fo has been visible on any news stands. So I went to the DC comics sight, and I guess the reason for Swampy's low visibility these days is because those bitch nuggets cancelled the series. Oh well, Swamps did find work recently. According to Gilbert Gottfried, Swamp Thing most recently hosted the Comedy Central roast of Joan Rivers, whining about it's hollywood D- List status and openly embracing smurfy queers like Mario Cantone. Enjoy my gifts, attention whores.- D.S.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Time for some Sunday fun


It's been a whirlwind of activity around here the last month or so, enough so that I'm actually excited about the upcoming school year and looking forward to the challenge, now that I'm painfully close to the light at the end of the tunnel so to speak. There is a picture that actually captures perfectly the way I feel right now. Enjoy, bitches.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

If you are not in the know...

I'm turning you onto my fave cartoon. Metalocalypse. This is an episode focusing onthe birthday of the band's bassist, "Murderface". The episode is called "Birthdayface".

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Yaaarrrgghh!!!

So, as we near the date of the wedding of my cousin Cesar, it so happens that he has asked me to stand with him. As one of his fellas of honor. Lovely. Barely a week out and your fatness decided to super-hero leap over a chair at the bar of his employ, chasing down a loudly grinding door alarm somewhere in the back. Upon my foot landing, the downward pressure of my monstrous bulk proved too much for the awesome bulk of my size 13 4E doggies.

I sit here at my computer torn a bit, unhappy to be missing work and the good feeling of cash money tips at the end of the night, but overjoyed at the feeling of being able to bust out new family rivalries on the WII that just adopted my family. The doc said to keep weight off of my foot. Impossible, how can I properly throw a digital frisbee or get proper trajectory on the fictional fairway without my planting foot? Damn, technology does bring out the secret nerd that lurks somewhere in the back of my psyche.

Yes, regrettably I may have a slight limp going down the aisle at said wedding if I don't take it easy. Try taking it easy as you cut a bunch of wookies down to size with the force.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Not bad, I sez...

It's been a while since I've posted on here. Seems like things just kind of fall by the wayside as my motivations hit their stride, and then inevitably wane late in their season and my creativity hibernates in a dream state. At this late hour, I begin to wonder, can I only be creative when I have built up a sufficient store of materials to use as kindling? Sure seems that way. I never stop being creative, however, I do find it troublesome to produce in a way that is actually productive, that actually yields results. It is with this pestering thought that I have decided to make this blog that I have rarely used into my personal outlet for all that I create. Whether it be poetry or drawings, paintings, stories, scripts, comic panels or just odd photographs, I'm putting it here. This is my world now, here I can be the almighty. And just as the Almighty said to Moses, "Who made man's mouth?", I'll use this vessel to spread the gospel of my equally foul and wonderful musings. Looking for subscribers, spread the word.- D.S.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Is it just me?

Recently, my dear brother posted a blog where he utterly lambasted the right wing politickers of our fair land. He posted it to facebook, where it was met with quite a bit of resistance by his peers down in Boise-land. While I have the luxury of living in a college town where free thought is abundant and we actually do listen to someone aside from Rush Limbaugh, he lives in a land where a girl who uses a condom is considered a baby killer. I am a mere stone's throw (Moscow, Id is only 8 miles from Pullman, Wa)from a consistently blue state, whilst he is smack dab in the middle of a bible belty, super evangelical, fire and brimstone, close the border down because Arabs and Mexicans look like the same kind of mud RED STATE. Shit, the potatoes here grow better when Savage Nation is played over a loud speaker.

I can tolerate the arguments from the far right, I can even see their point of view. Our government spends too much money, so much that they occasionally have to raise taxes to cover costs. Universal health care, while humane, would indeed raise our taxes. Mexicans running over the border to wash dishes destroys the economy, since they are taking away much sought after employment. Employment that Joe the Plumber would be proud to have. Yeah, sure. It seems that the right wingers to me, any way, have an agenda of altogether ignoring the signs of things to come. Many are convinced that Global Warming is a hoax. Good for you. Now, since the ocean levels won't swallow us in the next hundred years, let's go ahead and standardize all autos to run on V-10's and conquer Iran and Venezuela so that we Americans can have extra gas for those weekend trips, or those Christian retreats where teens are told the virtues of abstinence (and then sneak into the bushes late at night for anal activity because, well. Ya know it don't count in the butt).

Hold on, did we forget about that pesky air quality? Shit, how can we stop those little kids from being born with asthma? Bastards. Well, fuck air quality. Let's grill up some steaks, bitch! Forget the fact that we just bailed out Detroit. Forget the fact that we could have been riding electric or pneumatic cars decades ago, or even been phasing out hydrogen fuel cells by now. We should have at least bee onto fabricating them cars from better materials than steel, that material is like soooo 1900. Wait, could somebody have stood to gain if all of this kept on being done the way it has been for wayyy to fucking long? It's not those guys who smile at me in those TV ads, is it? Good God, did they really sell us on that whole lifestyle idea? Did we really need to super size all that shit for the last 110 years since industry became industrious?

Bottom line is, right wingers are dolts that can spend 4 years at Yale and magically, remain just as fucking stupid as they were the day that they snorted coke in the back row at orientation. It's not that they are intellectually inferior, for the most part. They're just stubborn as a Kansas City hooker on meth. They don't get what no means, and for that matter, they also don't know what know means. These are the folks who aspired to make mountains of buffalo bones, never thinking that one day there may be none left. Righties need to stop looking at Regan as the almighty, and perhaps strive to be like the uncompromising and charismatic no bullshit John McCain of the year 2000. Had it been him head to head against Al Gore, perhaps my ballot would have been thrown to the Dems a lot less easily, or perhaps not at all. We may have been in better shape these last 8 years had we had ol' straight talk McCain at the helm during wartime, perhaps avoiding the debacle altogether. The right needs to start smelling the cafe, ya dig? Stop throwing money at the farmers for not finding methods to cut water use or developing repellents rather than pesticides. Reward school districts for innovative educational practices, and expand the school district to include evening classes for vocational rehabilitation so we can start to improve the socio-economic status of these urban and rural areas. And for fucks sake, stop whining about people who English is not their first language. Your kids are going to learn Spanish just because they got a thing for them Latin curves.

Last but not least, let's do something about them troops. Why not send some to AFGHANISTAN, or as I call it, Diet Armenia. Now, it has undeniably been the judgement of the right that has been inching us into this boiling pot of water since 2001, but I must say, it is not their fault entirely. It seems that the Dems have been too fucking pussy since Slick Willy got out of office to so much as give a polite "good day" while watching Orrin Hatch squat low and bust off a big, fat, steaming, chocolaty pile of "fuck you" right on that democrat lawn while reading their newspaper. It's our fault too, it seems that we've forgotten how to stage a good coup. Anyone else thinking Jesse Ventura?