Monday, December 29, 2008

Ironic Commando, Part 4

How ironic that I would make two horizontal panels on this page after not making horizontal panels before in this comic. Especially since I said "I will never draw horizontal panels in this comic" beforehand.

There aint much to this page, as there's two panels with nuthin' but black. That coincided quite nicely with Christmas week, wherein I had little time to work. Paint bucket is my hero.

I guess we're at the halfway point of Ironic Commando. I think I can get the rest of John's script in three or four pages, unless he makes an alternate ending or something. The irony could be that Nathan wore his sunglasses when there's broad daylight. Wait, that's not ironic, it's just stupidity.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Christmas Nazis

I just want to make it clear that Dad and I do not condone the action of Nazis, whether they be of the Christmas variety or otherwise. Peace on Earth, but no good will toward Nazis.

Every year, my Dad only asks that I do a drawing for him as a Christmas gift, and every year I begrudgingly comply. I figured I'd make it easy for myself and make this year's drawing one of the regular weekly comics. Which means Dad can't look at this blog until after Christmas, lest he spoil the surprise. Dad, if you're reading this on Christmas day or afterward, Merry Christmas, I love you. If it's before Christmas, you're a dirty rotten liar and I hate you.

And happy holidays to whomever may be reading this blog! Knowing that some people may like my work is the best gift of all!... Well, second best gift, after the new MacBook Pro my parents just got me.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

A Real Tree

Not that kind of tree.

This was my first sculpture project, wherein we had to take a wooden chair, disassemble it, and put it back together in some artsy way. I figured I could make a sad attempt to bring the wood back from whence it came, and it worked out great, as it's a sad attempt in both subject and artistic talent.

The bottom pic is a detail shot of the pot end. Not that kind of pot.

Friday, December 12, 2008

The End, Question Mark?

How sad. The only animals who'll talk to me at home are the stray cats, and they're a bunch of a$sholes.

Well, my last semester at college ends Tuesday, and I get to begin the first day of the rest of my life... whatever that means. I'm sure my BA in art will be put to good use in the bowling alley I've been working at for the past several years, but I guess I gotta look for something a little more appropriate. And thus starts the search of Disney internships.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Grad Students are Weird

If any grad students are reading this, I mean no harm, and I'm very sorry... that you're so weird.

Since the semester and my college education is coming to a close, I figure I should start posting some of the more artsy stuff that I've just finished for my classes. And what better segue than to start with a painting with me and that talking squirrel?! This work is an obvious spoof/rip-off of the Penny Arcade book, Birds are Weird. In my opinion, it aint that great, as it was the first I did this semester, and we only had one week to finish a painting before our first critique, thus the lack of a setting and talent.

Friday, December 5, 2008

Ironic Commando, Part 3

Someone crack open a window, we're cookin' some irony.

This page is slightly better than the previous, probably cuz it has a female and they're more fun to draw. That, and it has blood and bone crushing in it. Still kinda wonky though. Look how weird Nathan's back looks in the third panel. What's that?! That's crap! If he had a bean shaped body and were two and a half heads tall, I'd make him look freakin' adequate!

Friday, November 28, 2008

Drawing Phillip for Dummies

It's not so much complicated as it is needlessly complicated.

I post this at home, which is a different place than where I usually post, which can be considered home only in the fact that it's where I currently live. My school was nice enough to give me four days for Thanksgiving break, and my boss was nice enough to make me work two of those days. Now I get to hear people talk about bowling balls, then immediately hear someone else say, "That's what she said."

But I got WALL•E yesterday, so all is forgiven.

Friday, November 21, 2008

Ironic Commando, Part 2

The eventual irony might be a coincidence.

GOD, drawing guns and perspective is so hard for me. And I believe John had this in mind when he wrote the Ironic Commando script. I'm sure he's laughing manically about it right know, with the exuberance of that guy that sends you to hell in Doom 3.

But drawing a figure that's pointing and yelling makes it all worth while.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Phillip hearts EVE

Wow. I'm creeping myself out.

Seriously, all exaggeration and bias aside, WALL•E is the greatest movie that has ever been made or ever will be made, as it makes all other movies look like a pile of puke. And if EVE was human and not fictional and not already going out with WALL•E, I'd so be holding her hand right now.

Friday, November 7, 2008

Ironic Commando, Part 1

Don't worry. You'll laugh your A$S off when you read the last page.

This is the first of a potentially five or six part comic written by my brother, John, aka Jazz, aka Jazz Man, aka the Jazz Hole, aka Reason, aka the Reasonist, aka the original Ironic Commando, aka Drooly McGee, aka Corporal Flashback, etcetera, etcetera. He's a much better writer than me, and I'm a much better drawer than him, so it balances out or something.

Unfortunately, neither of us are good at coloring.

I'm gonna alternate between doing this and my usual comics until this is done. I've never drawn more comic book type figures, so forgive me if these guys look cartoony or wonky. I guess I can consider this practice.

Friday, October 31, 2008

Hardcore nudity

For once, a valid reason for me not to wear a costume on Halloween.

HA! Cuz, I'm, like, in my fifth year!... And stuff. Maybe I should make Super Senior a reoccurring thing, and I could make that talking squirrel a sidekick. But what would his super hero name be? It's gotta be college related... Frat Boy? Fresh Man? Idano. I've lost interest now.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

John begins

Man, brothers can go gangster at any moment... wait, why does that sound familiar?

My brother's birthday is tomorrow, which is just a coincidence, as I made this comic two weeks in advance and didn't even think about that. But I tell anyone who asks that I did it on purpose, cuz I'm attentive like that. If your reading this, John, happy birthday, and I'll have your money by next week, I swear.

Oh wait, I just noticed this blog is up to date with my current comics, which I guess means updates will be once a week. Unless I log on just to rap about current events like most bloggers. PERHAPS.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Hitler pwn3d

Um... ew?

I'm really glad I never beat the original Bionic Commando when my brother and I had it for the NES several hundred years ago. That Hitler death animation woulda traumatized me for life. If Nintendo had to take out the blood in the SNES Mortal Kombat, why wouldn't they care about a detailed head explosion?! Regardless, the brand new Commando game coming out better have some sorta bloody dictator noggin nuking. Maybe they could resurrect King George III, and Commando would hafta stop him to stop his tea taxes or... something.

Monday, October 27, 2008

Spidey sense

Wait, didn't I hear this joke on The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air?

Don't ya hate it when a sculpture class only has one welder? Everyone needs to use it, so then a waiting list starts, and you have to wait thirty minutes to do five minutes worth of metal welding. Yes, I'm prattling. Their isn't much to say about this comic, so I'll just use this post to register my disgust on the Internet, which is, apparently, what you're supposed to do on these blog dealies.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Hit everything

HA! Shuttlecock! I can think of at least two reasons why that's a funnier thing to hit with a racket than a tennis ball!

As time goes on, I may start putting up stuff other than these comics. I've got some smudgy sketches I've been doing for God knows how long, as well as some more artsy-fartsy stuff I've been making in my art classes that are fairly interesting, hence this blog's title.

Friday, October 24, 2008

Pay up

Man, those squirrels can go gangster at any moment.

You may notice a lack of color in this stuff. I've only very recently started using Photoshop, and I haven't got much farther than learning digital inking. I guess I could just paint bucket everything, but I don't wanna start coloring until I'm reasonably experienced in all the different tools (magic wand, blending, so on and so forth).

Thursday, October 23, 2008

One more thing.

If anyone gives a crap, I have a Twitter account:

If you visit, take a look at shirotakun's account. He has one of those woven ninja hats, and is therefore AWESOME.

Heavy 360

Oh wait, I guess I should post one of these comics I was talking about.

I wish I could post this thing so you don't have to click on it to see it full size, but it takes too long to load a large image, and I'm too impatient and hungry. I've got a few of these comics backed up, so I guess I'll load at least one a day until the blog is caught up with my current work.

Seriously, why's the 360 so heavy? Is it to prevent theft? Or maybe it's to be used as a blunt object to cause head trauma in case you're there during the theft?

Don't try to think too hard about the squirrel. I don't know much more about him than you do.

Hello? Is this thing on?

Hi. I'm Phillip. And I like to draw. So I figure I could start a blog page so others could see my drawings. Being specific, I started doing a simple (and I mean SIMPLE) weekly comic strip at the beginning of this fall 08 semester, and right now, the only ones who see it are my fellow floormates in my dormitory. I guess a few more people will be able to read them if they're online. How wide is the web anyway?

If you don't like my stuff, feel free not to look, and I sincerely apologize. If you do like my stuff, I unconditionally love you.