One of my favorite shows currently on the air is New Girl, which I feel kind of smug about. Everyone initially wrote it off as a twee and terrible Zooey Deschanel project, but it’s turned out to be probably the second-best sitcom on the air (you can’t quite beat Parks and Recreation). And not to take away from Zooey’s great performance, but one of my favorite things about the show is her clothes. They’re always pitch-perfect and so distinctively her. And so, a tribute both to Jessica Day in all her magnificence, both sartorial and otherwise.
I’ve been missing for a bit. You’d be forgiven for not noticing – I’ve still been around – but artistically I have been out of commission while my beloved computer was in for repairs. There are a lot of things you can do on a borrowed computer, but upload Adobe Photoshop and Wacom software is not one of them.
Naturally, while my computer was being repaired was exactly when the art bug decided to bite. which means I have several projects that should all be colored and uploaded in a week. But the first and quickest to finish project is putting together all my sketches that came as a result of watching hockey.
I got into hockey about a year ago thanks to my friend Nicole, and I’m aware I’m not exactly the profile of a normal hockey fan, but I’ve been hooked, and hooked hard. The thing hockey provides (besides, you know, something entertaining to watch) is dudes. I’ve mentioned before that I have trouble drawing guys, and if there’s one thing hockey provides, it’s an ample range of male faces to draw. There isn’t a whole lot of racial diversity in those faces, but white dudes are still dudes, and I still need practice drawing them.
Sometimes, there are long stories behind artwork. Sometimes, I’m just like, “you know what’s awesome? Lady pirates.”
This is the latter. Enjoy.
In case you haven’t met an artist, you should know that we are horribly, terribly insecure creatures who are, in general, never quite satisfied with our own work and always think, “man, if only I were like [other person], I would be so much better.”
One of the first bits of advice I ever got was that as an artist I had to establish a style, which I resisted for a good long time. I knew what I was good at and had always received the best feedback on – cute stuff – but in my heart of hearts I wanted to be good at the serious stuff that everyone passes around and goes “whoa” over. I don’t think I’ll ever be over wanting to be a “whoa” artist instead of an “aww” artist.
It’s the same with writing. I’ve learned to never mention that I’m a writer, because then people assume I’m a novelist, or have the next great American Novel sitting on my hard drive, or can construct original characters, all of which I decidedly cannot. I’m a blogger. I write about silly pop culture things and I hopefully make people laugh sometimes. I am not a serious writer.
The piece above represents the pinnacle of what I can achieve doing “serious” artwork. That’s it. That’s as good as I am, and I think the eyes are crooked, so that’s not very good at all. Originally this was going to be a whole big propaganda poster with the words “War Is No Place For Little Boys” but all the red lines and reference pictures in the world couldn’t make a body I was satisfied with or a layout I liked.
Sometimes, I consider going to art school. I go online and scroll through course catalogs, and I slowly feel increasingly nauseous and exit immediately. I think I know in my heart of hearts, that I’m never going to be happy doing “serious” art. I like my quick doodles and making people go “aw”. I like printing cards and not dealing with galleries. I want to illustrate for children. I want to do little, cute things that make people happy and make them laugh, and I’m good at that. I’ll get there, some day.
In the meantime, I need to remember – I am not a serious artist.
Get it? Because it’s a pun?
Whatever, these guys were some prototypes for my holiday card this year, and while they didn’t make the cut, I couldn’t leave them out in the cold.
Should I stop typing before I make more bad puns? I think I should. You can find these dudes here on hitRECord.
Hello, everyone who is reading this! And there are a lot more of you now that I got featured on Freshly Pressed and in their Best Posts of July, which I’m honestly still in shock about. I can’t thank you all enough for stumbling on this corner of the internet and subscribing to listen to my incoherent blatherings.
If you are new here, welcome. I am going to be trying to write more, though I’m not sure about what. Clearly fashion is a popular subject with all of you, though to be honest, I’m about the least fashionable person ever, and it’s so rare that I’m given a gold mine of things to make sarcastic comments about like the opening ceremony of the Olympics. Celebrities just don’t wear crazy shit to awards shows like they used to. (Get on that, celebrities, why do you exist if not for me to alternate between mocking you and desperately wanting to be/do you?)
The problem about you stumbling onto my blog right now is that it is August. My Augusts are usually jam-packed with the only two vacations I take all year. And this August has, in particular, been extra-nuts between picking up what is hopefully my first illustration gig (!!!!), dealing with big changes in my personal life, and trying to juggle all of that with finding time to write something that is coherent English.
I’m honored and amazed any time I get a subscription or comment on my blog, and I can’t even begin to describe how floored I am that I’ve literally received hundreds of those in the past few weeks. All I ask is that you be patient with me while I try to settle into some sort of routine this autumn. In the meantime, I hope you are appeased with these doodles I did over vacation. Ooh, ah, Julia is learning how to color things.
I don’t know why it took me so long to combine my love of doodling faces with my love of TV shows, but for some reason it never occurred to me until I was idly scribbling while watching old episodes of Parks and Recreation, and next thing I knew these three faces were staring back at me.
It was a pretty fun little project, I must say. I think I might have to try doing it more often, if only because then I can watch all my favorite TV shows and be like “I’m working, goddammit! Totally working!”
Posted in Art and Illustration, Doodles, Finished Pieces
Tagged amy poehler, april ludgate, art, aubrey plaza, leslie knope, nick offerman, parks and recreation, parks and recreation fanart, ron swanson