The Counter Run

One of my favorite things that I've made this year. Yet another from my Sequential Arts class...our assignment was to make a fight comic involving four or more people. I don't think I'll ever love anything more than drawing unabashedly shitty punk kids.

Wildfire

So here's a quick little thing! An in-class assignment for my Sequential Art class. It's dedicated to my friend Anna, who likes sloths a whole lot. Hang onto your butts, though! Big, hulking posts ahead. Gratuitously sized posts that probably nobody wants to see, yet I shall inflict them on you all still.

¡Viva Los Lunchadores!

Finished inking this guy last week, but never got a moment to post it until tonight. And now back to inking the interior. Black and white, fifteen pages! I'm psyched. Are you?

Squidinking and the Wooliest of Socks

Inking a thing...a secret thing. Hush puppies, hush.

Naw, it's no secret! This is going to be the full color (eventually) cover for my fourteen-page Sequential Arts final. Can't wait till the comic's finished and I have time to scan it all. You fine people will be among the first to see it.

I'm extra pleased to be inking away today 'cause it's snowing prolifically here in Baltymore. Making it even cozier inside my apartment by comparison, where I am listening to a Holy Fuck EP, drinking green tea, and wearing the wooly socks I nicked off my man.

He'll get them back in the spring.

Aaaaaaht Maaaaahkit!

Oh my goodness, I am ten kinds of excited. Today I got my groggy ass out of bed at six and finally finished printing, binding, pricing and packaging all my merch for my school's Art Market. It was my first time printing up a zine, and it was exhausting but also tons of fun. It's comprised of a few short comics following the travels of a bare-chested barbarian elf chick. She's a gruff sellsword who doesn't suffer fools. The title is Wärgänn, because umlauts.

Aaaaanyway! If you guys are gonna be in good old Baltymore, why don'cha come up and see me sometime? I'll be tabling with the rest of the good folks in our Illustration Department.

Goddamned Punks!

Two posts in one day? I'm a new woman! This is a repeating pattern that I made for my Illustration studio...my prompt was punk haircuts. I drew it out of a hat. No, I'm not joking, and no I didn't cheat. Fuckers.
This was almost obscenely fun to make, from the research right down to the actual rendering. I'm thinking maybe wrapping paper would be its final form, in all its chaotic, seizure-inducing glory. Maybe the good folks at Dischord or SST would have liked to use it to swaddle their self-recorded wares. One can only hope....

Casting Circle of Comicking

Hey, folks! Just thought I'd put up my new biznazz card design. You know. The ones I'll use for biznazz. It's a fairly candid behind-the-scenes look at my process.

Posters and Promises Broken...

I know, I know....I haven't been updating like I said I would. So to help you forget the bitter taste of promises unfulfilled, here's a poster I was commissioned to make! 

This was a project for my friend Jo Leonard, for an upcoming event she's doing. She's a rather outstanding lady, who's really committed to helping kids figure out how to unravel their messy lives and get on the right track for school or a career. That being said, Jo is someone who really helped me during my in-between year, while I was fervently applying to art schools and trying to figure out how the hell to make it all come together. I wouldn't be here at MICA if not for her help.

More to come soon...I've got some crazy illustration finals and a comic zine in the make.

Robo-Toaster Lives!

Alright, all you bastards out there. I'm back again, and things are gonna be a little different. I'm going to try for updates twice a week, just to get into the practice of putting my work out there. Out...here? Where the fuck are we, anyway?

That's right, we're at Pocket of Nonsense, my tiny blog which is and shall continue to be true to its namesake. For those of you who've decided to stick around, I'm still convinced you ought to have your heads examined. But I appreciate your loyalty immeasurably: it warms the cockles of my heartplace. If (and that's a mighty huge 'if') there are any newcomers, you still have a chance to escape! But you are, of course, most welcome to stay.

Anyway. Here's a junkerpunk inventor bringing her robo-toaster to life. He's designed to be a butler who serves only toast. What more do you really need, anyway? 

Inked traditionally and colored in Photoshoop, but I also screenprinted about fifty of these sons'abitches as a final hurrah for my summer internship with Pizza Party Printing. (Dan and Jimmy are two of the best dudes in the universe, and work incredibly hard: go buy up all their T-shirts!) 

But getting back to Robo-Toaster Lives!: if any of y'all are gonna be in Baltymore around the holidays, I'm selling my own handmade prints at MICA's Art Market. (The paper I got is slightly more orange in color, so I picked an ink that's a bit of a greener teal to compensate. Otherwise, the design is the same.)

Wheeeeee for shameless self-advertising! See you soon!