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Post-It Note Drawing #2: Sly Smirk

Drawing on a Post-It Note of a girl with punk hair and a sly smirk expression on her face

I liked the way my last Post-It note doodle came out when I photographed it at high-resolution and posted it here larger-than-life sized, so here’s another one.

I really miss doing Photoshop drawings, and I hope I’ll get my hardware/software setup back up and running soon.

I picked up a used Macbook Pro recently, which I’m hoping will be a great new tool for me.  I still need to get it loaded up with the programs I use… and that could take a while… hopefully not too long.

At least I’m posting drawings again! :)

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Shocking Doodle!

female girl face shocked surprised ballpoint red pen doodleThe other day, I had to call a client to discuss some work, and I borrowed an empty office to get some privacy.

While we spoke, I absently picked up the only writing implement on the abandoned desk – a red ballpoint pen – and started doodling on an old notepad the desk’s former occupant (or most-recent squatter) had left behind.

When the call was over, I had this drawing.  I kind of liked it, so I snapped a picture with my phone.


Sweet Dreams Are Made of This: an Illustration

drawing of a shy boy and cute girl sharing a dream of innocent love

When I’m asked to create illustrations for themed blog entries, the process – and the result – can sometime be pretty sketchy.  But this time, when asked to do an illustration for a Dreams-themed blog, the idea and the image came together really nicely.  That’s not to say that the idea came immediately… it didn’t.  But when it did come, it was clear and complete, and I could see it in my mind… which really helps the drawing process.

There are a lot of ways to represent dreaming… but I really liked this one.  It’s that innocent – and I think pretty universal – dream of just wanting to be with that person who makes your heart feel like a brightly-colored crayon drawing.

And that’s what my honey does to me… she makes me feel like a crayon drawing :)

I’m just living the dream ;)


Emo Girl in Orange: drawing

beautiful girl drawing emo


Looking Up

This is just something I was playing around with… I’m not sure what she sees up in the sky there… but it seems to have put a smile on her face, so it can’t be bad.


I’m a World-Famous Animator… sort of

It’s only natural that my love for drawing and my love for music would come together as a love for animation, and – – – Oh… I didn’t mention that I dabble in animation…?  And I forgot music too? Huh – weird…

Historical Note: I’ve been told that the KO Title Sequence was the first ever Animated Theme Song intro of any YouTube Channel… And while I’m not at all not sure how true that really is… it’s still really cool that I’ve been told that!

===> * * * WATCH THE VIDEO… IT’S SHORT, I PROMISE! * * * <===

Well, I guess I just figured that the Opening Sequence for KatiesOpinion made that kind of obvious… I mean, you do remember KatiesOpinion – right…?  What… NO…?!? Why that’s preposterous!!! EVERYONE knows KatiesOpinion!  On what planet do you spend most of your time?!?  I mean seriously – WTF!?!  Why don’t you try pulling your head out of your – – – !!!

I know, I know… of course I’m just kidding. I know KatiesOpinion was never THAT big… But it was kind of popular… back in the good old days… waaaayyyy back when in the olden times of 2006-2008

. . . cue flashback . . .

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Zombie Killer – Qu’est-ce Que C’est?

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How about I start off this post with a meaningful (pretentious?) quote…?

Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
~~ William Shakespeare ~~

Yeah – nice one… that’ll do.
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So… WHY would anyone be afraid of greatness? I mean wouldn’t it be… I dunno… great??? OK, then consider this… What if you were born great, but didn’t know it? And then at some point–having made no effort to achieve greatness–it was suddenly–and violently–thrust upon you? And what if this all happened to you when you were less than 10 years old??? Hmm… yeah. That could be just a little scary – don’t ya think?

So, there you go – that’s the basis of the back-story for our hero, Blue. Fleshing it out a bit more I figured it went something like this…

The Zombie outbreak surged to a global crisis just before the girl’s 9th birthday, and the defenses which had been keeping her community safe, abruptly and completely failed… As all hell broke loose, the Emergency Broadcast System announced that the Catastrophic Incident Evacuation Plan had been initiated, and so her family set out for the nearby waterfront in hopes of escaping aboard one of the Coast Guard-commanded vessels that had been prepared for this contingency…

At the waterfront, instead of finding salvation they found nothing but chaos and horror… The Coast Guard and their evacuation craft had been overwhelmed by the Walking Dead, and throngs of arriving civilians, caught up in the desperate stampede for survival, found themselves swept forward into the jaws of a nightmarish feeding-frenzy… Panic-stricken people ran blindly in all directions – bodies slammed violently into one another and the world moved at dizzying speed… Clutching his daughter in one arm and holding onto his wife with the other, Blue’s father struggled to keep his feet as he sought an escape route for his family… And suddenly – time slowed…

Blue felt the massive jolt that spun her father completely around… She felt herself slip from his slackened grasp as she was sent airborne… she saw the awful look in his eyes as–still reaching out in an attempt to save her–he went down under the pile of bodies… 

 

 

On the ground now, she staggered to her feet… she glanced around wildly but could see no sign of her parents… her tear-filled eyes began to burn with heat… a high-pitched white-noise filled her head… her limbs and spine stiffened… and from the pit of her stomach to the tips of her fingers and toes a bright tension drew steadily, relentlessly inward… and just when she felt as if her body was on the verge of collapsing in on itself… the tension released in an outward rush of brilliant light and wind…

Blue felt like she was falling from a sky-scraper, only horizontally – and without moving… she could see nothing but brightness, and though she was sure she was engulfed by flames, there was no heat… no pain… only a deafening roar… through which she imagined she heard horrifying shrieking…

 

OK, wow – I wasn’t expecting to write all of that.  I’d said I was going to keep these posts short, but it looks like I just can’t be trusted.  At any rate…

Some time later, Blue opened her eyes and found herself strapped to a stretcher in the back of a military helicopter flying over the ocean.  The rescue team had found her unconcious at the scene of the massacre… the sole survivor, surrounded by hundreds (possibly thousands) of incinerated corpses.  They’d decided there must have been a chain reaction of explosions which had ignited the thousands of gallons of marine diesel stored at the site… but damned if anyone could explain how this little girl had survived… it could only be a miracle.

Oh by the way… if you’re one of the friends who’ve been reading these posts, but you haven’t been clicking on the pictures to see them at their full-size… well, that’s just not right.

Please go back to the beginning and re-read every word of every post, and this time follow instructions and “CLICK FOR FULL-SIZE” like the nice blogger said to.

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