Saturday, September 15, 2012
Week One(ish)
Homework: Bear Princess & the Lake Key, 12x12"
Sketch painting of Lucho, 7x5"
In Class: Trisha
30 mins
1 hour
1 hr 45 mins
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Artists for Reference
Derek Overfield
Candice Tripp
Michael Shapcott
Ted McKeever's "Plastic Forks #5"
Dave White
Bear
Blaine Fontana
James Jean
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Project Number Billion: Final Project
Idea: Using Jordan Crane's The Clouds Above as refrence, make up a fun story involving the several genre-based cats from the Sandpaper project (based off of Dr. Cat) and/or children's books explaining the stages of life, and draw as many pannels as possible before the end of the semester!
Progress as of 4/2: Doodles!





Final Pannels!





Progress as of 4/2: Doodles!
Final Pannels!
Project 100: Diagram a Movie
He couldn't fight it anymore. He could hear them, not far behind him. His feet were still moving, but his eyelids dropped lower and lower. He couldn't resist.

"Just a minute," he said. "Just a minute I'll sleep, then I'll be okay."

He let the lids fall shut and felt the fatigue fall away like autumn leaves in the wind.

When he opened his eyes, he didn't recognize his surroundings. He listened, but didn't hear them anywhere, and for the first time in a long while, he just stood in the sun, enjoying being the last man on earth.
"Just a minute," he said. "Just a minute I'll sleep, then I'll be okay."
He let the lids fall shut and felt the fatigue fall away like autumn leaves in the wind.
When he opened his eyes, he didn't recognize his surroundings. He listened, but didn't hear them anywhere, and for the first time in a long while, he just stood in the sun, enjoying being the last man on earth.
Project 5: Erasing/Fabric
On the day my drawings came to life, I ran through the hallway with a paintbrush in each hand, dragging it along the walls, making as many friends as I could.

They peeled off the walls and smiled, asking me about my day and offering to clean around the house a bit.

They shook out the rugs and washed the dishes. They set out a nice lunch and sorted through the mail.

They found the mop and the broom, but by the time they started, I had turned the whole house into friends, and there was nothing left but the dirt beneath our feet.

So I handed each of them a brush, and we drew on the ground until there were friends as far as the eye could see, and no one ever had to be alone again.
They peeled off the walls and smiled, asking me about my day and offering to clean around the house a bit.
They shook out the rugs and washed the dishes. They set out a nice lunch and sorted through the mail.
They found the mop and the broom, but by the time they started, I had turned the whole house into friends, and there was nothing left but the dirt beneath our feet.
So I handed each of them a brush, and we drew on the ground until there were friends as far as the eye could see, and no one ever had to be alone again.
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