Drawing is hard, folks. I suppose that if it was easy to do nobody would appreciate it.

Anyway…here’s another thing. If you wan to see stuff done with pencil and paper (which is much better, by the way) check out my facebook page under the “Crap I’ve Drawn” section of my photos.


This is hard!

December 26, 2010

Don’t let anybody fool you, kids. Digital drawing is hard as hell. At least this one took all of 10 minutes to do. Still getting used to the whole thing. Considering I’ve had maybe a total of two hours’ experience I’d say things are coming along nicely. Gimme a month.

Still working out the bugs.

This is just a test

December 19, 2010

This is just a test image of a VERY simple doodle I did. Trying to learn how to use this program to get a web comic up and running. Bear with me and be gentle…it’s my first time.

Trust me, folks...future images will be much better.

Yep. I’m a biker.

March 28, 2010

You have been warned.

Just finished the “Look, Mom! I can go fast!” portion of the licensing. Now it’s time for the written test. Then off to pick up the bike.

I have mixed feelings about getting the bike, honestly. I wish I was getting it under different circumstances.

Holiday shopping…

December 19, 2009

I’m going in. Wish me luck, kids. This ain’t gonna be pretty!

Things seem so much more important now…so much more urgent.

I’m sure you know by now that my little brother’s cancer has returned. Phil, true to form, is telling it straight with the snappy wit and stunning sense of humor he’s always been known for. He’s my brother and, honestly, the strongest person I know. He’s going to beat this. He did it before.

I should take a moment to tell you that my brother and I weren’t particularly close growing up. Honestly, we fought…hard. Most of the blame for that can be laid directly on me. I was, frankly, quite a bully to him. I can’t tell you how I’ve regretted that over the years. I’ve always wished I could go back and change things…do it all over again…but I can’t.

One thing I always did, though, was fight FOR my brother. Nobody got away with picking on him. I remember hearing a rumor that Phil got cut by another kid at summer camp. I grabbed what weapons I could find and went on a rampage through the camp to find and punish (in the most capital of terms) the poor fool who made the last and most idiotic mistake of his life. Thankfully, this rumor was untrue. Phil was fine. Turns out some kids thought it would be funny to see how I’d react. They didn’t think it was so funny later on…

On my 18th birthday a kid picked on Phil at school. I cornered the kid in the spot in the library where nobody could see us and proceeded to head-butt the kid until he went limp and fell to the floor. I was worried I would go to jail (considering that I was an ‘adult’), but the kid really should have been smarter.

Our mom always tells the story of the day Phil was brought home from the hospital right after he was born. She said I screamed, “That’s my baby!” and proceeded to give an anatomy lesson to everyone about “my baby’s fingers, toes, nose, and eyes”. Somewhere along the way I took a turn…a horrible and regrettable turn. Our fights were frequent, violent…and completely my fault. I’m so sorry.

I’ve regretted how I treated my brother for many, many years. Now my brother’s cancer is back. The prognosis isn’t good. All I wish I could do is fight this bully instead of him.

HP: The first post!

December 7, 2009

I’ll be the first to say it…I’m not much of a blogger.  Hell, I’m usually not within six feet of a computer when I’m not at work.  Hate the damned things.

But a gauntlet has been thrown and I’d be less than a man if I didn’t pick it up and slap the face of the cute, dreadlocked, red-head who threw it.

To make this post look not so meager…here’s some crap I’ve drawn:
Harley Quinn
Gas Mask Skull Thingy
Elvira With A Gun
Cap’n Jack
Wonder Woman
Magic Chick
Not sure what to call this one
Marvin Gaye
John Lennon
Da King

If anyone can’t see the pictures let me know and I’ll flood the interwebs with ’em. Sorry some came out so small. Friend me on Facebook and you can see ’em all.


While I’m here I should lay out some 2010 goals:
1. Get back in shape. I’m not talking about ‘losing a few pounds’ either. I’m talking about ‘holy $#!T is that you?’ kind of “back in shape”.
Sort of like I was seven or eight years ago…
2. Draw. A lot.

3. Throw more darts.

4. Be a good husband and father

5. Finally learn Spanish!

There. That should do it.

I hope not to disappoint anyone who’s looking to find posts about what I had for breakfast or other peeks into my glamorous life. This isn’t going to be one of those blogs. I get up, get the kids to school, go to work, come home, open a beer, chill for about 20 seconds, then start in on work around the house usually involving cooking something, cleaning something, or nagging the kids to cook or clean something.

I think I just depressed myself by summing up my whole life in a sentence. I need another vacation. Austin anyone?