Sunday, April 2, 2017

Bus of Dinosaurs What I Made

This Wednesday, I got to see my art being put on a bus.  I won a contest with a picture of dinosaurs, and they made some big stickers of my art and stuck them on a city bus, for the next year.

The bus with the dinosaurs on it is already on the road, with the dinosaurs being proportionally life-size, but will be officially unveiled at the Tom Tom Founders Festival, later in April.  I will be doing some public art on the 15th to promote it, as part of the McGuffey Art Center, where I'm a temporary member, and the Whurk Art Attack, because they sometimes pay me to illustrate poems.

Here's the original dinosaur ink line art that I vectorized for the bus.  I used a scale of one inch equaling one foot of real dinosaur, according to the fossil record.  The spinosaurus, being roughly 48 feet long, could not fit on my largest sheet of paper.

This is the guy from the sticker-putter-onner company, using highly specialized equipment (a box cutter and a flat piece of plastic) to put dinosaur stickers on the bus.

I specifically laid out the dinosaurs so that the important parts, like the eyes and the names, wouldn't get cut off by panel creases or window sills.

The company uses perforated stickers to go over the passenger windows.  It looks like a solid image from the outside, but is still translucent from the inside.

The final siding looks like this.  People on the inside can see out, but people on the outside can only see dinosaurs.  The other side of the bus took longer to apply stickers to, since it had more doors to work around.

And here's me, being devoured by my own creation, as often happens to wayward artists.

Tuesday, March 21, 2017


One way I take breaks from illustration and panicking about how to get more illustration jobs is painting dogs.  All of these are painted from original photographs weren't very good until I painted them.

The blue one is my old pup, Corky.
The green one is a weiner dog I saw on the street.
The yellow one is Pipsi, my cousin's pug.
The purple one is Maggie, a dog that often comes to the Friday night wine tastings I attend.

Thursday, February 23, 2017

Experience This!

The March issue of Experience Life featured an article about mushrooms, which I got to illustrate! 

Since mushrooms are a topic near and dear to both my stomach, and my brain (not my heart, hopefully) I made a special animated gif for their website version, which you should be able to find on their website as soon as March rolls around. 

I've taken a shine to these animations, and will probably do more in the future.

Thursday, December 29, 2016

Year End Round-Up!

This is the blog post where I publicly acknowledge that I am quite terrible at blogging, and that I missed a bunch of art and publications that I did.

First up, my work on the Honestly, Dara column for Experience Life, by way of fantastic AD Lydia Anderson, which I've not posted the last 5 times I've been published there. 

The Cure is in the Kitchen, September.

Tapas Party!, October

A Caloric Evolution, November

Consider the Raisin, December

I also am the proud creator of an emoji.  If you buy the Game of Thrones emoji pack from ...somewhere, you can be the proud user of the George R. R. Martin emoji, to pep up any sort of text or online conversation where such a thing would be applicable.  While I myself never use emojis, preferring to write out me emotional states longhand, this is available via the proud folks at Random House, AD David Stevenson.

And I can't forget the funnest job I've had all year, illustrating the poetry section of WHURK! magazine.  Since the magazine is free to read online, I can include the entire print page on my blog!  Ha ha, the future is great!

I even did the cover for the November issue, highlighting the Khan family a la American Gothic.

Thursday, December 22, 2016

I'm on a bus

More specifically, my art was chosen by the fine folks at the Tom Tom Festival, and by my slavish social media followers, to adorn the side of the #2 bus, which goes to Wegman's.

Possibly my entry was the only one driven by spite, as I have been wanting to draw me some feathered dinosaurs ever since Jurassic World made a debacle of anatomy and science on the big screen and no one else cared quite as much as I did.

So now you can see that Velociraptor was a fluffy, knee-high predator, Stegosaurus held its tail far above your puny head, and Spinosaurus had stumpy little legs like a toddler crocodile.  Also, Protoceratops looked like a pig, and was probably delicious.

Here's the press release, written up by my studio-mate Madeleine Rhondeau.

Monday, November 7, 2016

Missiles-- Engage!

The biggest news out of my and Cameron's trip to France was that we got to see Victor Hugo's house, whose portrait is pictured here:

Also, we happened to get engaged.  Here's a blurry picture of the ring:

Cameron has probably written extensively, and betterly, about it on her blog, found here, but I thought I would add my side of the story, a few weeks later.

I had been planning to propose to her when we took vacation, since we never really got to go on vacation together last year.  And it just so happened that we decided that Frrance was the best place to vacation in April.  Scratch that, October.  It was originally April, but life got in the way, and I couldn't complain, since I didn't get around to buying a ring until August.  Thank you, mom, for the stone.  I'm sure my wallet would have committed suicide if I'd had to buy a diamond too.

My plan was to duct tape the ring to the inside of my wallet and chain that to my pants once we got through airport security, and then somehow secretly untape it and present it to her on the first full day of our trip, at Monet's Garden, on the Japanese bridge, or maybe a little off the bridge, since I was very, very scared of dropping it in the water.  I also planned to shanghai some unsuspecting tourist into filming the proposal on my phone.

The lesson I took from that first day is you don't make plans, because they will all go to pot and you'll miss the train to the place and waste $60 in unrefundable ticket fare, but it was probably for the best because it rained most of the day anyhow.  We bought tickets for the following Monday.  And I STILL had to walk around Paris with a very expensive piece of jewelry in my wallet, sending invisible signals to all the pickpockets in the area.  At one point, Cameron lost her credit card at Shakespeare and Company, which is a great store where they speak English, so I didn't mind going back there at 7 to retrieve it.

Since it was plain to me that first day that the trip was clearly destined to be a series of ever-wackier and more expensive misadventures, I decided that the sooner the ring was on Cameron's finger and out of my pocket the better.  The cafe we ate dinner in was too small to properly propose in, so I procrastinated until right before we were about to go to bed, and after thinking really hard about what the most romantic thing to say would be, softly blurted out, "marry me?"

She said yes, and made me untape the ring from my wallet and we found out I'd gotten it a size too big, but the rest of the trip was pretty good and when we finally got to Monet's garden the sun came out.  Here are some pictures.