Munny-Munny-Munny-Munny.....MUNNAY!!

When creating some "art project" i normally don't document it, as in a series of photographs from start to finish. Most of the times, its a good thing, but on some rare occasions i step pack from a painting or digital art piece and say..."well shit that would have been nice."

I purchased a "Munny" for my wife a few weeks back, but haven't gotten myself to paint it, until this weekend.

Nice clean Munny to start off with!

I started sketching out some simple ideas on a template.

When satisfied there i sketched on the Munny itself.

Since my idea involved a few items i couldn't draw on to the Munny, i got the necessary tools from my garage.

A few holes later....

....tada!

Now here is where, and probably why i don't do "tutorials" or "step-by-steps" I get caught up in my project to the point if forget I'm supposed to be documenting it as well, i guess next time I'll set up a video camera and set it to record instead.

Here she is, painted, drilled, buffed, outlined, and glossed....I promise i'll take those pictures next time, enjoy!

quikie

I'm not much of a painter, as to say I dont really practice the medium much, but last night i had an idea, plus i had the paints, so...i painted.

Now bear with me, as i explain the process, or lack there of.

I created two paintings, i failed to take a picture of first one of,t ...sort of..read on.

Here is the final (second) painting

(keep in mind i was going for speed, and not the "finished" product here to see if my image worked out)

wow! a dragon, big woop...i agree, but then...

The first painting is what i painted over, not very impressive, especially since i didnt prep the canvas so the colors wouldnt bleed, or blend colors that well in each scene, but at least my test went through!!

All in all i think the test was a success to a degree, i can recreate two diffrent images, use diffrent shapes and surprise myself with the details!

Polar Equals

For a long time, I've known a young man by the name of Drew, or maybe Jude, I can't remember. Either way he is my best friend from Oklahoma (which sucks by the way, not Drewella but Oklahoma). What Jared and I had in common was our sense of humor and common hatred for our job at the time. From this came many moments of laughter, a few man tears, an occasion where I could have lost an eye due to extreme pointing, and a mind- link in the game of charades that could be said to border both magic and insanity in some fantasy realm where those two paths are very close to each other and easily crossable. Since that time I have moved back to my home state of Texas to start my new life, leaving Frank to fend for himself.

Recently, there was a wedding in which I was the groom. Among grooms there are men; among these men there is but one "best" man. This man is there to take control in case the groom gets shot or something; I have no clue. When I was thinking of my best man, I was not only thinking of who I would like beside me to use as a human shield in said shooting scenario, but I did not have access to a general worksheet that describes how to choose a best man. I suppose a test of who can hold the ring "the best" would suffice, but I never looked for a rule book on how to judge the grasp pressure or holding etiquette of selected men, nor would I feel comfortable asking my groomsmen to show me their "grip strength and handling techniques".

So I thought to myself, "what will I need in case I get nervous, or "the jitters"", and I said to myself "wait, when have I ever gotten THAT nervous?" and although this statment was bold, it seems further thinking to myself led into a montage of memories (you still with me?)

What Jefferey and i had when it came down to nerves was this; we didnt get nervous, or rather we didn't LET each other get nervous. If we were excited about something we had to make it said, to let it out if you will, for example:

in a serious situation I would say:

"Hey man I think I'm gonna get fired"

Nancy would say

"That sucks, want I should take a shit on the boss's car window?"

In no way did we really proceed with committing these profane acts 2/3rds of the time, but adding a bit of humour to a serious situation lightened it for one another. This could be misdirection, the "lighter side" of a bad situation, or just goofy behavior in the most serious of moments.

I the end i knew this would be a great asset to have, plus Donald is a nice guy too!

Enter day of the wedding. After playing video games until 5 am that morning, we woke up with a few errands to knock out. While runnig these errands, Tim could see I was getting a bit nervous counting down the minutes to go time. Not nervous about if this was the right decision, but anxious if I'd be able to shine as bright as i wanted to for the beautiful girl I was going to unite with that night....and stuff.

He tried to distract me and tell me anecdotes of his son, and talk to me about the "good ol days", but it just wasnt kicking in; That is until walmart happened. Keep in mind we are still running errands when Peter opted for a photo. Not a photo one would think to commemorate his trip down to Texas for his buddy's wedding, but one to let me know everything would be all right. Looking down this Wal Mart isle with my iphone i snapped an image, we picked up the rest of our items and went off to meet my blushing bride.

Minutes before I started my last walk as a single man, I took a deep breath, saw this picture of my good friend, texted "i love you" to my sweetheart in the room behind me, and proceeded to make a great memory.

There are times when something so off beat can throw a person or situation back into their own rhythm, The wedding day has come and gone, and a new adventure has started with me and

mine. My friend Drake went back to the land of the lost, but fear not, I have a remedy for you. If ever you're feeling down, lost, lonely or don't have your ground as sturdy as you'd like it, just take a look, and get back on course.

PLANTAINS!!!

I've been holding onto this for a while but i need to let it out, i need to let it out like theres no tomorrow.
I produce to you exhibit A.

A Banana, no big deal right, possibly a little bit larger than most, seeing as how i can hold this with two hands with room a bit of room to spare.

OK here the background, Every Monday our company brings in a basket of fruit for the whole floor (150+ peeps) strawberries, grapes, pears, apples, and other treats for us to eat. All of them are pretty average hand fruits, but then come in the bananas, i think these are grown on a land of giants, where they would consider this average with their massive hands. Whatever magical fertilizer used for these deductibles were not made by man, but stolen from the gods own gardens. The first few weeks here i enjoyed my free fruit with no further thought on these abnormally sized healthy snacks, That is until one Monday..

There i was, as any other Monday would go, half tired, half asleep all bored out of my mind, waiting for a break to interrupt the monotony of servitude, when said break time finally arrives and i wander into the appropriate said room, at first glance i thought surely this item before me was the colorful handle to the basket the rest of the fruit was in, upon further inspection it was actually part of the fruit itself! I could not believe it, this Banana was hybrid with walking cane, baseball bat, with a bit of crowbar and big bird in between, I had no idea what to do with this thing, surely not eat it, right?! holding it in my hands alone made me feel perverted in a way...right?!
Exhibit B:

I sat amazed at my desk next to this thing, amazed, confused, and for some reason inadequate. I compared it to my headset, my monitor, even laying it across my keyboard, almost all being dwarfed by its sheer size, This single fruit could feed an entire school with the addition of some nilla wafers, i could use the peel as a parka afterwards.
I could not bring myself to peel this entire product of nature without thinking of obscenities, so i ate it in pieces, sections if you will, as if rationing for many,carefully making sure no one was looking at me as if playing a trick or video taping me. Eating it took me the whole day, and not one part of it was bruised or mushy, it was tasty, an Adonis of bananas.
I lay awake at night sometimes, questioning my own physical being, sexuality, our political views on the world, if monkeys had it right all along, if all good things do in fact come to an end, and if there will ever be another...Adonis Banana

A little light

Its been a while, my last post being about Halo in September 07, i can assure you the game has not held me in trance for this long. I've been taken over by other tasks and goodness that will sadly never be completed by me, I am simply the artistic goldfish in this bowl of creativity.
Aside from playing with my HD camcorder, Nikon D40, new sketch markers/pencils, GTA4, MGS4, learning HTML,XHTML,CSS, and overloading on all of the above, along with a job that is squeezing whatever life is left in my tired body, leaves me little time to blog about not blogging.
BUT, i made a picture for you to enjoy, so it wasn't all for not...was it not?

HALO 3 Legendary

There's this little game that was recently released, I'm sure you havent heard of it. It's called Halo 3, and it's the final of a 3 part story series. I picked up my copy today [having preorderd it nearly a year ago this novemeber] and was pleased to know that my Legendary edition really paid off. I posted some screen shots below just in case your intrested.

Kai sketchins

sketching around, i probably have 9 pages full of doodles here over the last 30 mins but i liked this one the best. Its supposed to be the bouncy, lovable, a somewhat possibly mentally challenged sidekick in the new Heavenly Sword game for the PS3. I gave her a bit of a more intelligent look or gaze or whatever. I also deviated from my cartoony style a bit, it is though just a sketch.

nighty night