Been workin' on it.

If anyone thinks that I have been doing nothing artistically as of late, you could not be farther from wrong. Truth is, I have been doing a lot of art, though it is far less than I would like to be doing. Been drawing a lot, which is any artist's first love. It's where we began, and ultimately where we will end. It keeps any of our other skills up to snuff and dually serves as a fantastic pastime. Here is a sketch of some characters that I'm working on for my own personal comic book.


The title character is named Bob Oso. He's a bear that I modeled after a version of myself a few (much skinnier) years ago. He moonlights as a Luchador named "El Autobus" and has a very endearing streak of callousness. In other work, I've challenged myself to put a personal touch to some pop culture figures, including this oft forgotten menace.


His name is trapjaw, and he likes white wine spritzers, long walks on the beach , and the occasional backrub. As having grown up watching masters of the universe, it's only natural that I would have an affinity for this buffoon. Not quite worked out yet, but I do like his look thus far. In any case, more posts to come soon.

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.

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.

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".

Metalocalypse S1E3 - Birthdayface

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.

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.