W.I.P.

Here are some works in progress shots that my wife took.  I’m doing a series of paintings and it’s nice to get away from the computer every once in a while.  But I do miss Photoshop’s color correct options.

I know what you’re asking.  How did you get your hair to look so stylish?  As many of you who know me realize, I spend a great deal of time on my hair and I am always experimenting with new looks.  This look takes several hours and it is meant to simulate how hair might look if one just walked out of the shower, dried it with a towel and let it do whatever it wanted to do.  Like I said, it is an intensive process that involves a variety of hair products, candle wax, and egg yolk.  It’s part of what I strive for: A lifestyle of glamour.

Autumn

Fall is my favorite time of year, and though the northern states are probably feeling the season more acutely, the south is now starting to experience the trickle down.  Just as stories of becoming are typically more interesting than stories of being, I think the transitional seasons are more pleasant than Summer and Winter.

C.S. Lewis writes of perceiving the idea of Autumn as a child through Beatrix Potter’s book Squirrel Nutkin.

“It sounds fantastic to say that one can be enamored of a season, but that is something like what happened; and, as before, the experience was one of intense desire.  And one went back to the book, not to gratify the desire (that was impossible–how can one possess Autumn?) but to reawake it.”

There does seem to be a thought in Lewis’ writings that the beauty inspires longing because there is a tension between man’s spiritual aspirations, and his fallen (no pun) condition.  Because beauty speaks most directly to the spirit, it makes sense that beauty has fallen out of fashion in academic pursuits of art–especially since the narrative of modernity tends to run along the rails of scientific materialism which denies the spirit altogether.

At any rate, I have done an illustration in a fall setting in honor of the coming season.

Pencil Rough

Excerpt from Thomas Forsythe’s, The Ballads of the Fourteenth Regiment: sung during various campaigns in India, Denmark, Portugal, Spain, The Low Countries, and France from 1799 to 1818 with notices of variant constructions.  Volume 1.

The Ballad of Colonel Sly

Good Colonel Sly often was widely perceived

As the fanciest dandy that could be conceived.

He rode on the furry red back of a fox

And ladies did gaze at his golden forelocks.

 

O dum de de dum de de dum de de day

de dum de de dum de de dum de hurray!

 

The Colonel was fine and he stood six feet two

But poor as a church mouse he was, yes it’s true

So the wealthiest daughters were all locked away

Which caused the poor Colonel to protest foul play.

 

O dum de de dum etc.

 

But one soft grey morn Colonel Sly said “good day”

To a wealthy young widow who happened his way

And in no time at all they were married. Some say

They rode off on his fox with a fine rose bouquet.

O dum de de dum etc.

Photo of the ink version sans photoshop.

 

UPDATE: It is quite possible that there is no such person as Thomas Forsythe, and no such book as The Ballads of the Fourteenth Regiment.  There further exists the possibility that “The Battle of Colonel Sly” may have been made up.  However, I stand by my comments on Fall.

 

Resistance 3

Resistance 3 is out.

For those of you who are unfamiliar, it is a Playstation3 first-person shooter where one shoots alien-zombies (IN THE FIRST PERSON!!!).  Alien-zombies may not be exactly novel, but this story is in the PAST!  BAM!  What do you say to that?  It’s like West Side Story meets Predator.  Yes it is.  It’s exactly like that.  Stop arguing.

Justin Gerard did some illustrations for the opening that are super and the guys from Edgeworx put some motion graphics sauce on them.

 I had a small part in that I contributed some storyboards.  I think this job was finished over a year or so ago, but I seem to remember my part was a little rushed.  This made me especially grateful for the “on-top-of-it-ness” from all the guys at Edgeworx.  The boards were okayed, I got some reference together and Justin worked a couple ridiculously long weeks and put together the illustrations you see in the game.

Below are the storyboard/final comparisons.  I took screenshots from the first two minutes of a video that shows Justin’s work.

 

Jimmy Carter

I hurt my back saturday and now I’m hobbling around.  I’m about to go to the chiropractor, and it’s raining.  All in all I feel pretty crummy so I decided to post this picture of Jimmy Carter.  He began with an approval rating higher than Obama and he left office with an approval rating somewhere in the low thirties.

 

Jimmy Carter reminds me of a kid on my street who was always hurting himself.  This kid’s name was also Jimmy.  I remember he bought a bike at a garage sale and we made fun of it.  He assured us that it was a little rusty on the outside, but at its core, it was a fine bike.  To prove his point he set out to pop a wheelie in it.  ”Watch this!” he said.  We all looked his way and he jerked back on the handle bars to lift the front tire.  He jerked his handle bars right off the post and crashed spectacularly.  We howled with laughter.  Jimmy hurt himself so frequently and in such dramatic fashions that we all grew to like him.  Sympathy can grow even in the rocky soil of a child’s heart.  Still, we never would have trusted Jimmy to buy us a bike, or run a country for that matter.

 

 

 

Girl

FW inks and photoshop experiment.  Also, I should mention, I’ve properly indexed my posts and the categories are listed on the right hand side at the bottom, as well as tagged at the bottom of the post for easy reference.
Update: Also, I added another gallery above if you want to see some older stuff but don’t want the trouble of sifting through the tabs.

“Few enterprises are so hopeless as a contest against fashion.” Samuel Johnson

You may have heard of the recent ad that Levi’s pulled from British markets.  The ad features models without any impulse control worshipping themselves.  In order to add a feeling of depth, they have what sounds like a Native American man reading a silly poem in restrained unemotional tones.  They also threw in a meditative soundtrack–the sort of sustained slow building piano music that can make images of a guy crushing a beer can against his forehead seem as melancholic and profound as a child praying in a field.  The ad was pulled because it included images of 20 somethings in Levi’s provoking riot police.  This is probably the sort of thing Neil Postman had nightmares about.  There is no context to the riot, merely romantic images of generic protest.  The cool shots of drifting smoke and riot police serve to to ennoble riots in such a way that privileged kids across the civilized world mentally pull up their college checklist-of-things-to-do and add “riot.”

So here’s what I gather.  Levi’s feels embarrassed when they show a young man provoking police and underscore it with narration that says, “You’re marvelous.”  Self-worship seems a bad thing for Levi’s to encourage in rioters.  But if it’s bad for Levi’s why isn’t it bad for militant secularists?

 

The Atheist Society of Britain took out a bunch of bus advertisements that said, “There’s probably no god so stop worrying and enjoy your life.”  This seems at least as offensive as the Levi’s ad.  It’s not unfashionable to say this in Britain, but the philosophical bankruptcy of “worship yourself” grants little authority to oppose violent rioters who worship themselves by stealing alcohol and tennis shoes.

Stephen Fry, who is funny and smart and a bit of a celebrity in Britain is guilty of saying things that are fashionable but that lack intellectual rigor.  For instance he said that man has justifiably progressed from a belief in Genesis to a belief in himself.  He goes on to conclude that the true offense of Genesis (to Fry) was that Adam expressed shame at his broken humanity after he disobeyed God.  According to Fry: “Our impulses, our appetites, our drives, our desires, are not things to apologize for.”  Maybe he should write copy for Levi’s.  Fry does irrationally conclude, “Our actions sometimes we do apologize for and we excoriate ourselves rightly.”  But this is mere assertion.  How can someone who professes to be wearing the latest intellectual fashion conclude that our impulses are sacred because they’re human and also suggest that our actions are less sacred but every bit as human.  The tragedy is that Fry and other Atheists in Britain are promoting an intellectual fashion which is non-intellectual.  They also simultaneously label those who disagree as non-intellectual.  Because they are boating in the currents of popular fashion, nobody notices the engine isn’t working.

Stephen Fry once remarked to a round of applause on his program QI that people believed in God because they were “foolish and ignorant and scared.”  He maintained that people should hold whatever religious beliefs they wanted except for beliefs that touched on other people.  He said, “When it gets to telling people how to behave [that] is where we draw the line.”  But when did the proposition “‘Thou shalt not’ say ‘Thou shalt not’” become anything but a contradiction?  He might have just as easily said, “We draw the line at drawing lines.”  That’s the great thing about fashion (I speak as a fool); you can be fashionably intellectual without being intellectually intellectual.  It’s a shortcut that we in the States know something about (See: Jon Stewart).

Still, I think Britain might have more to fear from fashion than Americans, because while Americans are unembarrassable (to steal a phrase from Martin Amis), British people have a strong fear of embarrassment.  Few things are worse to the easily embarrassed than to seem unfashionable.  But if we stopped assuming the value of fashion, we might be able to stop its corroding effects.

Perhaps we would be wise to import a caution from a former era.  The May edition of The New England Magazine May, 1833 suggests

“… [F]ashion, which so absolutely controls the human family, should be itself controled by reason, morality, and good taste.  But the case is far otherwise, as daily observation and fatal experience evidence.  Fashion is much more the growth of our animal nature, than of our moral or intellectual.”

I guess what I might be getting at is this: One who is more able to resist fashion in clothes is probably more able to resist the impulse to smash a window and steal designer jeans.  One who is more able to resist fashion in thought … might equally be able to resist the impulse to smash a window and steal designer jeans.

The fashion of Levi’s or of Fry both seem equally in bad taste this season.

Chester Arthur

I know.  I know.  Chester Arthur is a political superstar perhaps the most famous president apart from Lincoln.  But here is a drawing with which to refresh your memory.

He served one term.  He was sworn into office after Garfield was shot by an aspiring office seeker.  Arthur signed the Edmund’s law into effect which outlawed polygamy.  He thought that polygamy was morally detrimental to the family.  I guess that means that he thought the family was possible to define (these were the days before Dreamworks and the Disney Channel clearly taught us that family has no genetic definition, but is rather made up from misfits that one meets on a road trip).  Arthur was also a civil rights advocate, and popularizer of Yellowstone National Park among other things.

Drawing

Alissa’s sister had a beautiful baby boy about 3 weeks ago.  This is the drawing I did for him.  Alissa has gone to visit.  I’ve stayed up late, slept late, and ate tons of sugar, but now I’m running out of things to do.  I can’t wait for her to get back.