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Sunday, December 2, 2012

Robot with Pipe 3: Pipe with a Vengeance



Those graffiti in the back aren't graffiti. They're things I wrote while I was making this godawful robot.
I HATE YOU ROBOT.

STOP POINTING AT ME.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Robot With Pipe 2: The Pipening

Like most sequels, this one is kind of crap.


Bleh.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Pipe Robot Process video

OF ROBUT.
It's terribly low-res I'm afraid, but you can still see sort of how I paint.



Real-time stream on my channel http://www.livestream.com/mcnostril
But you get to listen to my music, which is the worst (sry).

Monday, November 19, 2012

The Dreaded Pipe Wielding Robot and other stuff

I always thought bunkers lacked the ability to walk up to you and beat you with a pipe, so I decided to fix that shortcoming. Behold, a walking bunker with a pipe:

EDIT: Here's some slight color variations. I can never make up my mind when I finish(ish) something.






This is like the first thing I have painted that isn't an ugly face in forever.
Speaking of ugly faces, have some ugly faces.









Friday, November 2, 2012

sketch round-up 18

I have been busy making things that are not yet things. That didn't leave much time for the making of other things, but I looked through my things and found these things that had been made.
Also I will amaze you with my complete ineptitude for photography. I take bad photography to new heights. I don't need no stinking instagram, my pictures somehow come out red and grainy all on their own.
So, THINGS:

I found a brush pen that was mostly dead. It seemed appropriate to make skulls with it. Then again, I don't think it's ever inappropriate to make skulls. NEVER.




This is something. I don't know. There are men here, and one of them is not wearing a shirt if that is your thing.


COULD THIS BE? Wizards, WITH GUNS. Yes, I am really bad at taking pictures with my phone. No, I am not scanning these because a) I am lazy, b) I have a vendetta against my scanner, c) I am lazy.


Drawing this one I realized that "Wizards with handguns" are really just fancy angry hobos.



Incidentally, GUNS. Guns are fun to draw.




Also, men with guns. I always end up drawing dudes like this when Johnny We Hardly Knew Ya comes on, which makes me realize that the shuffle on my playlist is terrible because I draw a lot of these.





FACES. And stuff.



Places that are tiny. Are the actual places tiny or are the pictures tiny? You may never know.



Drink and draw from forever ago. This is entirely Jamie's fault, so if anyone's offended by Power Leg Kiwi penis, then direct complaints at him.



And that is all. There are other THINGS, but those may never be seen. Seriously, it's like the Ark of the Covenant, last time a friend caught a glimpse and I spent the afternoon scraping his liquefied remains off the carpet.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Beaux Dégâts 6

I feel bad for everyone on my facebook since we were 6 people on the team and we're all getting tagged over and over in the bajillion pictures that were taken, thus spamming this picture until it is printed on the back of their retinas.

But hey, it was fun times.
After two hours of fighting with paint (because acrylic paint hates me and the feeling is mutual), we ended with this:

cab, spaceman willie, atomier, celia and kochcat are clearly the greatest drunken speed graffiti painting team in the known universe (I'm sure there's a better team on some planet made entirely of acrylic paint, but they're probably jerks).

You can look at the beaux degats gallery here to see the full scale of this insanity.

Fun times, but there were casualties.
Two skulls and a Penguin King were lost forever, as they stayed taped to the trashcan when they finally kicked us out.
One of said skulls is here, but alas, the others are only to be remembered in memory because no one took pictures of them.


RIP Can Skulls and Penguin King.
There was much destroying, so you did not die in vain.

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Lucha on TEE VEE

ERMAHGERD.



Lucha 1 and 2 will be playing during the Nuits 4.0 show on October 13 on France 4.

It's a little intimidating to have your shorts running on the same screening as Backwater Gospel, Chiens Isolés, and so many great other shorts, but hey, I think I have the luchador demographic covered.

Also I am not dead.
In case you were wondering.
I have merely turned into a sentient blob comprised mostly of coffee and calluses.

Saturday, September 8, 2012

film idea: the revengencing

I promised wizards with guns last time. What you're seeing is not an absence of wizards with guns, but the presence of invisible wizards with guns. There's a difference.

A while ago, I had an idea for a thing.
I made several things for this thing.
Well, now I have made more things from that same thing. Three things to be exact. Technically five things, but I can't show the rest of the things yet. Rest assured, there are more things about that one thing.
So anyway, here are them things:







Now back to other things.
Toodles.


Sunday, August 12, 2012

sketch round-up 17

Yes yes, sketching still happens in between animating and pulling my hair out.
These are from an idea I had forever ago about wizards. Why? Because wizards (I think "because X" is my reasoning for pretty much everything).
So if I recall correctly, in this one there were wizards doing BATTLE (because what else would wizards do, come on), and then there was an apprentice wizard who did some magicky thingie and ended up with super soldier future people up in her grill. Hijinks ensued, and somehow it ended up with wizards with guns fighting future people with pointy sticks (which I didn't have time to sketch this week, but I promise there will be wizards with guns next week).

So, WIZARDS




Apprentice WIZARD






pew pew pew



Then FUTURE PEOPLE who end up getting scruffier and scruffier until they turn into wizard fighting barbarians. So really it's like Outlander with less aliens and more wizards.








There was also some sort of rock monster involved, but my sketching time is limited these days and I have no time for rock monsters when there are wizards to be done.

Next week, on Velociraptor Love Tabasco: Wizards. WITH GUNS.

Saturday, August 4, 2012

sketch round-up 16

Well, it's been a while.
I have decided that being dead isn't all it's cracked up to be, so hey, here's some sketches.
Because using your brain to come up with new things is hard (and also requires precious free time), I've just been drawing things from stories I came up with a million years ago. In this case, it's one about desert ninjas (because ninjas), giant wormy things (because Frank Herbert ruined deserts for everybody), flags (because flap flap flap flap), and some more desert ninjas (because more ninjas).

Exhibit A, desert-ninja-skeleton-masked-dude-person.


Old desert ninja with fancy desert bungalow thing. You wouldn't know, but there's a hole in the pillar, because "where do they poop" is one of those questions that haunts me when it comes to completely made up things.


A man with a moustache. And pointy shoes.


Another man with a moustache. He also has pointy shoes, because even in a desert full of giant wormy man eating things, fashion keeps up.


You can't see his feet, but I bet you he has pointy shoes.


A gate. It probably goes somewhere, although I'm sure one day someone will build a gate that goes nowhere just to be a dick.


Giant wormy thing action! Also weird boat caravan thing! Exclamation marks!


And that's all for this week.


But zomg, there's more.
These are from long ago, before I decided that free time was for suckers.

Behold, THE JOELVERINE.

Blame Sam and her inability to describe things in a way that is not awesome.

I don't know where this one poops from, but I feel that the gas mask is somehow related to that answer.


Wat.


Why yes, these are all on my tumblr too, because I am all about clogging the intertubes with redundancy.

Monday, June 25, 2012

film idea

I am the worst procrastinator. I procrastinate by having ideas that give me additional work.
See, I was supposed to finish a series of illustrations, but I had an idea halfway through and I just had to get some sketches down to be able to get back to the illustrations.




Not pictured: A billion post-it notes scattered around my desk with sketches.

I thought that would help me go back to work on those illustrations, but nooooooo, instead it made me want to test out animation bits, so then this happened:


That stupid run cycle has now gotten completely out of hand with smoke and added bits and bobs, and the illustrations are still not finished.
Priorities, I has them.