Well, it’s been a while since I’ve been around, huh? Real life unfortunately got in the way of my blogging, but I’m back! Hopefully soon I’ll be setting up a portfolio website for my art and writing again, but for now, have a little bit of Halloween art I drew for my friend Sarah.
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.
While I do love me some Princess Bubblegum, my favorite character from the Land of Ooo is not really a character at all, but Fionna, Finn’s genderswapped counterpart. And while Fionna might be the type of girl who, like me, sticks to basics in one color (blue), that doesn’t mean she doesn’t deserve a little Modcloth shopping spree of her own. This time, I decided to make her into a paper doll. You can click on her to get the printable full version and dress her up (or draw your own outfits for her) to your heart’s content!
Fionna’s wardrobe is:
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.
For anyone who doesn’t know me, I am a big fan of the month of December. Not just because it’s my birthday month, but because I love the holidays. I’m not even Christian and I love the Christmas season. Not the rampant commercialism – I make all my gifts (more on that later, promise!) but the idea that there’s an entire month dedicated to warm fuzzy feelings when it’s darkest and grossest out is my favorite thing ever. I never manage to remember people’s birthdays, but once a year I make a list of people to send cards and presents to and goddammit, I commit.
So consider this my virtual card to everyone (because I’m sure I missed some people) – thank you. I’ve had a crazy year of super-high ups and super-low downs. And every click on my blog, every reader, every commenter, and every subscriber has meant the world to me.
So happiest of happy holiday seasons to everyone reading this. May your celebrations not be too heinously stressful and full of relatives you hate, may you stuff yourself with all your favorite cookies, and may you hug all the people you love extra-tight and let them know you love them. And for me, some of those people are you guys. I love you. And I can’t wait for us to blog the crap out of 2013 together.