New: Frank's Sketchbook Entry of the Day. I often doodle and do quick, throw-away stuff. If I'm attending a lecture, I'll often sketch the speaker. This will be a place where I can quickly put my low-quality crap up. Sounds enticing, doesn't it?
The Frank Cartoon Gallery: My more "real" cartoons and drawings take me a lot longer to do. A simple page with a few frames will take time to come up with the idea, do a rough layout and flow, then the sketch will take an hour or so, and then inking takes another few. Then comes scanning it in. Finally coloring and touching up, which can take a few days. Lately I've been doing coloring on the computer. I've only done a few with colored pencils and that took a long time to do. Amazing, just to have things that look so ... uh rough.
Anyway, below are some highlights from my "collection" of the stuff that's (mostly) not just quick sketches, roughly in chronological order.
|It was 5am, I was coming home from school after upgrading the labs to X11R4. I had been there since around midnight. It was spring, but it was snowing, the last one of the year, after a stretch of good weather. I was tired and wanted to go to sleep. There was almost no traffic except for the car in the oncoming lane that lost control and presented a 90 degree profile in my lane. Even though I was only doing around 30 mph, there was no way I could stop. So it was a very short, very expensive bumper car ride. Both of us had seat belts on (no injuries), both cars were Chevy Celebrities, and both were totaled. Sure, he had insurance, but I no longer had a (working) car. Rather than get upset, I let my imagination create a Calvin and Hobbes style description of what was The Last Voyage of the Frankmobile (Mark I). Note that this was before I started signing and dating my drawings. (3/90)|
|My friend Lisa told me that she had bought a piece of furniture to set her TV on. She called it a "TV...thing" with a certain hesitation and quaver in the tone of her voice that conjured an image in my mind. To me, a TV...thing was something you could put a TV on if you had no other choices left whatsoever. I guess I was in an H.R. Giger/Alan Moore sort of mood. (2/92)|
|When The Borg were first intruduced as the new bad guys in Star Trek they were pretty fearsome, kick-ass foes. It got me thinking about what would happen if they assimilated a different sort of life form and the terrifying result of this unstoppable enemy! (6/92)|
|A joke that popped into my head at some point thinking about the special of the day at a Vulcan restaurant. Yes, I've always been into Star Trek.(6/92)|
|A sick Kurt Cobain drawing.|
|My idea for OSU-CIS' logo. (I'll explain it, but only if you ask)(And now I'm pretty far removed from it all.)|
|And a major reason why (this was scanned in from a drawing that was made on a napkin at a dinner, so the quality isn't great).|
An image I threw together quickly with xpaint, as I was
leaving OSU but never used.
(6/95?) Yup, xpaint isn't exactly photoshop.
If OSHA ever visited the Shao Lin
|An idea that popped into my head while walking out of the restroom at an amusement park (King's Island, to be precise).|
|I went to Disneyworld this summer (7/96). While in transit on a monorail from EPCOT Center to the Magic Kingdom, to catch a ride on Space Mountain before ending the day, Tania Lemos made a comment about the possible existence of a Black Magic Kingdom. This is the image her commment conjured in my mind (and yes, the castle IS supposed to resemble the real one).|
|Recently a pen accidentally got into a load of my laundry (3/97). My first suspicion, however, pointed to a different source for the results.|
|I was talking to some people about the sorts of people that are used as jurors (9/97). Of course, the higher the profile case, the lower the profile jurors are needed. We had to wonder, what sort of juror would qualify as someone who would not read the paper, watch TV, or otherwise be influenced by the media blitz on something as big as, say, the Ted Kaczynski trial. Ironically, though, you are entitled to a trial by a jury of your peers.|
|I got a sore throat that lasted long enough for me to have to see a doctor and get some antibiotics (3/98). This is the first time in a while that a cold has caused me to see a doctor, so I must admit that I tend to be ignorant of common medical technology. Specifically, I thought they still take your temperature with a thermometer in your mouth.|
|At a co-worker's going away lunch (4/98), we got on the subject of how many movies have done the standard "blind person being chased" thing (either a scene or the entire plot revolving around it). We got on the topic of other similar cliches, and finally came up with some new twists. I decided to draw some of the old and new cliches. Probably offensive to various sorts.|
|I had dinner with some friends (8/98), three of whom were librarians. Afterwards, they started talking about idiot customers (patrons, users, whatever) who couldn't ever find anything in the library. Having been one of those idiots on many occasions, I quickly found myself engaged in a verbal battle to defend idiots everywhere. You'd think they almost took it personally, just because I was slamming all libraries (and implicitly their employees, I suppose) everywhere. Thus was born the tale of Frank vs. The Librarians. As a footnote, I should add that this will probably be the ONLY one of its series, as I quickly discovered librarians can do things, like check out books in your name using your unpublished social security number, etc. And finally, I realize I misspelled "reshelve," alas I don't use white-out on my drawings.|
|My friend Kristen Grace passed one of the major hurdles on the way way to getting her PhD: they're called the A Exams at Cornell (at OSU it was the General Exams). A mutual friend, Esther, organized a party, and asked me to draw an appropriate picture. It was a great effort on my part, but I drew a picture that was just happy and silly, nothing sick, twisted, pervere, grotesque, or similar. Thus my impression of Kristen passing her A's. (8/98).|
|I went camping with a few friends (10/98). It was a fun time, but it was rather cold and rainy, though eventually we managed to get a respectable campfire going. And once again, Tania Lemos was able to inspire an idea for a drawing while the fire was being started, with someTHING she, uh, "said", so to speak. The Eye-Beam reference is intentional, by the way.|
|I believe this was the same camping trip where the discussion of why sleeping-bag liners are a good and mandatory thing. I came up with the theory that the cold was due to heat-sucking-moon-man-monsters named Ben. I believe it made sense at the time. (10/98?)|
|A fragment of this conversation occurred and spawned this idea (11/98). Yes, it's another of the potentially offensive themes. Unlike some recent drawings, both Chad and Chuck are made-up characters. At this point I have no plans to make them recurring characters, but who knows.|
|Fountain pens, fountain pens, what's all this talk of fountain pens? Within a couple weeks two different people are telling me of the joys of fountain pens. So being the curious sort, I get a cheap one, just to test it out. The jury is still out on it as the ink-flow can be hard to control, although if you WANT tons of ink, it's more effective than the roller-ball pens I normally use. In this case, I wanted tons of ink. I was in a somewhat grim mood and wanted to do a little experiment with a black background and lots of shadows and lines. Another plus is that I can use the word "nib" in casual conversation. (11/98)|
|It begins. The thrilling confrontation between Sergeant Grunge and the Ether Bunny. This came from conversations between me and Tania in Columbus in December. What is vaguely disturbing is that I find it somewhat difficult to tell the difference between the one that she did and the one that I did, both in terms of drawing style and humor (what is worrisome is that I'm not sure if this is a good thing or a fearful thing). See if you can tell which is which. The First Battle and then The Rematch. (2/99)|
|Ever been so tired that your brain is directly connected to your mouth, so you say whatever comes into your mind and think about it only when it's too late? Well, that's my excuse for this conversation (as opposed to claiming I was possessed by The MAN or raving or possibly both). What can I say: a bunch of us were camping, it was late, I was tired, and Tania was armed. (3/99)|
|So it sometimes takes me a little time to get comfortable. Big deal! (6/01)|
This one was a request from Diane. How could I possibly
refuse. I'm pretty happy with the result. I'll let her
request describe it.
any chance you know where/how to dig up a cartoon diagrammy-thing of a dog standing up, crossing its legs with a really worried expression on its face cuz it's gotta pee?Truth be told, I took some inspiration from the end of the Ren and Stimpy episode titled "Firedogs." (4/02)
This one was came from an idea Timothy Weber gave me, based on
a back-and-forth conversation in electronic mail in which we kept
refuting our own points. It just kind of made sense. And yes,
it is intentional that the backgrounds get simpler and simpler
as it progresses (not just laziness on my part). Technical
note: this was hand-drawn, including the white-on-black letters
at the end, which is a pain in the ass. They are quite hard to
read, so I cheated and touched them up a bit in photoshop (with
a graphics tablet) after I scanned it in. Oh, and solipsism is...
hell, just look up the word.
This was a pretty quick drawing, just a one-frame one to get
across the basic idea. My friend, Estelle, was griping about
battling the accountants in the budget office. Somehow I had
commented about super powers. |
Her response was:
Can I have a super power that's already taken, or does mine have to be a unique one? And if it has to be unique, has Credit Card Woman been taken yet? Can make a balance disappear in a single swipe. Will fling credit cards at the troglodytes in the accounting dept, who dare say I owe them $2,000.00, and the cards will go whirring through the air, spinning round and round and chop their weasley little trog heads off. Grrr.The adventure of Credit Card Woman vs. the Troglodytes pretty much writes (and draws) itself after that. (10/02)
The thrilling return of one of Frank's nemeses, the Zorks,
plus the first time ever we see an actual Grolon!
OK, so I was driving to Ohio on Christmas day and spun out on the highway, winding up in the proverbial "ditch by the side of the road." That was unlucky. Many people stopped to see if I was OK, and in a short time a tow truck winched me out. That was lucky. My car was undrivable, because of a bent control rod. That was unlucky. The tow truck waited to see if I could drive (I couldn't) and then towed me to the garage and the owner stopped by and was willing to take a look at it right then and there on Christmas day no less, and had me back on the road a half hour or so later. That was beyond lucky.
Somehow, whenever my car hits things (or vice versa), it seems to put me in the mind of Spaceman Spiff, from Calvin and Hobbes (see The Last Voyage of the Frankmobile (Mark I)). Fortunately, this was NOT the last voyage of the Frankmobile Mark III. But enough happened that I had to make 3 strips (well, 4 actually, then I combined two together to form strip II). The wormhole effects made me want to use some sort of graphics program rather than doing it all by hand, and so while I was doing that, I figured I'd try my hand at drawing in color (I've ventured there before, but not very often). The frames were not done in order, so if the style changes from frame to frame, that's because I was learning about how to do stuff in Photoshop. It's still primative, but I'm still learning. (01/03)
Someone at work asked me to draw a few simple frames to
use as a test for some animation code he was writing. So
I very quickly threw this together. The thumbnail image
IS the full image. The link is there only for those
(like me) who use non-graphical browsers like lynx. I
used the cool program
to put the frames together. Oddly enough, it appears that
netscape 4.6 works correctly and Mozilla doesn't (it shows
the animation only once...ever.
Slow Thursday at work, or something a bit more...odd?
Timothy Weber and I decided to create a comic strip together. It took a lot of time, but was a lot of fun. I did the pencils and inks, he did the colors and lettering, and we both did the story. It's on his site, and there's a long discussion about it afterwards (including how exactly Frank draws an ass, complete with Action Photos). With luck, the first of many collaborative projects. Enjoy. (9/03)
Just when you think you know the risks, beware of the
Bagel Danger!!! |
Another comic strip done in collaboration with Timothy Weber. (6/04)
Introducing Osbourne the Obstreperous Donkey. He is, of course,
particularly cantankerous and will argue anything despite the facts.
Suffice to say that he was created when a visiting friend was describing
a particularly difficult boss. A week later, she asked me if she might
have left a bra. I had to ask myself, "What Would Osbourne Say?" And
yes, this is, in a small way, an homage to the movie Weird Science.
This is also my first foray into using Illustrator, with Photoshop used
at the end to do the shading. (Oh, and it turns out that the bra was
not left behind.)
I went camping with "the gang" up in Cooke's Forest State Park in PA.
We went tubing down the Clarion River. I didn't have any water shoes.
Steve offered to loan me a pair of his sandals. Steve is a big guy.
I am not. I was eventually able to get them to fit by pulling the velcro
as tight as it could be. I felt like Bruce Banner after he had changed
back from The Incredible Hulk. People laughed and pointed. Eventually
his wife loaned me a pair of powder blue water shoes that fit decently.
Anyway, while wearing these huge shoes, I was put in the mood of what it must be like for a clown to go shoe shopping. Only his requirements would be kind of different than mine. Note that one of the tricky parts of drawing this was to create a clown that was not Milkey the Clown, as I was not going for that effect. Once again, I'm playing with Illustrator and Photoshop for the coloring. I'm learning.... (8/04)
Oooooh, I just dug this one up, posting it 2 years later (Nov'07), as
this web server was swimming in Katrina backwash at the time.
Anyway, it's a quick drawing of either a) the problems of viewing
movies on the moon,
or b) how people really don't want what they ask for.
Anyway, as I recall, this was inspired by a conversation
with Tania while watching said movie, Apollo 13.
I was playing a little with some simple gray backgrounds to add a little texture/color and I still can't draw an anatomically correct hand (this remains true two years after I drew this). I think it was also a move towards a more cartoon-y, yet simple, sort of form. (9/05)
It's been a while since I've drawn a "real" multi-frame cartoon.
Most things have been the quick
Sketch of the Day
variety, so I figured I was due. There's a long explanation at the bottom
of the page after the strip which should answer all your questions
on "what's the deal?" about Bobby Bomb,
the Improvising Explosive Device.
While my Illustrator and Photoshop skills have improved,
there's still a long way to go.
After conversations of various Buddhist topics, I found myself
taking a Karma Hit
at the end of the day (though if you think my hit was bad...).
Based on a real conversation and event. However, note
that I am using the tried and true method of having the main
character (ostensibly, me) draw the completely wrong
conclusion from the "lesson." Similar to Calvin and Hobbes, such
as when Calvin determines one moral is: "snow goons are bad news."
Brendan was telling me about visiting an exhibit at the Brooklyn
Zoo that featured nocturnal animals in a dark room. That got
me thinking, which caused me to create my version of the
This was generated completely using Acrobat and Photoshop and laziness.
I was playing ultimate frisbee and someone on my team made a
good defensive play on a much smaller person. I wanted to comment
that he also took candy from babies, but it didn't quite come
out right. Then it occurred to me how you'd be a much bigger
asshole if you did things the other way around. Thus
Karl, the D.A. came to be.
Note that the name is no-one-in-particular.
Hand penciled and inked, then cleaned up, colored and lettered with
Illustrator and Photoshop (no shading this time).
I've been irked about lame airport security smoke and mirrors
for a long time, especially the shoe-sniffing stuff. After
reading about the MIT student who brought a circuit board with
some L.E.D.s on it into Boston's Logan airport and nearly got
shot, it occurred to me that someone who would bring that
into an airport to make an "artistic statement" might be the
same sort of person who would be willing to wear a
Bra Bomb. |
Of course, this idea was done in a Saturday night Live skit in the early '90s, with various passengers and even the captain making beeping sounds just so a woman would have to remove yet another article of clothing ("SLOWLY!") and walk through the metal detector one more time. And yes, that IS a circuit diagram, but no it's just nonesense I threw together. Hand penciled and inked, then minorly cleaned up and colored with Photoshop (no shading this time) and lettered with Illustrator. I finally figured out how to create balloons and tails with Illustrator instead of using generic ones. (10/07)
While in Columbus at the end of the year, I was talking with my friend
Pam. We were planning a meal, and she and her husband are on a very
low-fat diet, so we were coming up with ideas. For some reason, I thought
of the obscenely excessive desserts some restaurants offer. The
sort of "death by chocolate" (choking by chocolate, hanging by chocolate,
firing squad by chocolate...yes, yes, yes, but the key word is "chocolate",
er, I mean "death"—obscure old Star Trek reference) or similar.
That let me to the idea of
The Impenetrable Wall of Chocolate.
It would be just what you think it would be (or what I would think it would
be). I told Pam that to increase the excessiveness of it, it would be
served with a few gallons of ice cream. Without missing a beat and
as far as I can tell, genuine interest, Pam said, "oooooo, that sounds good."
Thus the idea was born. I told her I would draw it eventually. And
now I have. Oh, and I think there's a Chinese restaurant that sells
"the great wall of chocolate" for dessert. Never had it nor have I
seen it. But the name must've stuck with me.
Hand penciled and inked, then minorly cleaned up and colored with Photoshop and lettered with Illustrator. I'm still getting the hang of creating balloons and tails with Illustrator. (2/08)
Last week a friend sent me mail and in passing mentioned a quick
day-trip she and her husband took to Canada. She currently is in
a state of occupational transition (self-imposed sabbatical?), and
took the easy way out to answer the quesiton of her
occupation. The thing is, knowing
my friend, I'm sure the word would stick in her throat ("It hurts us,
it hurts us...it freezes, it bites!"), which, of course, serves to
amuse me to no end. And even though Judith and Robert are caracatures
of my friends, the originals will remain anonymous; yes names, locations,
and many other facts have been changed, mostly for the sake of the
story and comedy.
This was another experiment, a scan at 1200dpi, which in the end practically choked Photoshop and Illustrator. Eventually, I shrunk them down, and am trying a variation based on a suggestion by Timothy having one frame per screen. I know, they're all mis-aligned a few pixels left/right. Too much hassle to fix this time around. (2/08)
I saw the movie "There Will Be Blood" with two friends. While
waiting for the earlier show to end, we had a variation on this
conversation. I did take some
liberties to make the dialog flow more and be a bit more funny.
I don't think any of us really looks as portrayed (one asked
if it would look like him, I said, "other than having a beard, no"
he seemed happy with that), and I hope I'm not that insane.
Nevertheless, the concept amuses me. Technically speaking, the
beard guy doesn't own "The Never Ending Story," the other one does,
and I have never seen it, nor "The Kite Runner," but I do believe
there should have been less talking and more gardening in "The
Constant Gardener." And for the record, yes, there was blood.
Not vast quantities, but certainly more than I could justifyable
demand a refund (and it's actually the other guy that got us free
tickets once by complaining about a bad print).
In this experiement, I scanned the original at 1200dpi, but then quickly chopped it into 6 frames. Photoshop and Illustrator were much happier about dealing with something of that size rather than the full size version. I also made sure all images are a uniform 600 pixels wide this time. Finally, Timothy requested the "THUD" from The Impenetrable Wall of Chocolate be more of a "THOOM" which I liked, but didn't feel like regenerating, and it was not an appropriate sound effect for One Day At The Border, so it had to wait until now. (3/08)
Usually, I make up names or take liberties with the jokes if
they're based on some real situations (for example, there was
a conversation I had that inspired the "Will There Be Blood?"
cartoon above. But this time, this is pretty much a transcription,
which is why I'm using the real names of all the parties that
were involved. I just can't make this stuff up. The drawings
of me are inconsistent and in general don't look like me except
that I was wearing a white cap that day. But that doesn't really
matter. I was, of course, completely alone in the car when
I said the punchline, which is all the more reason I wanted
to share this.
Ten years after playing with fountain pens
I still find the word "nib" amusing (and somehow embarrassing).
But that's nothing compared to to a parrot's vocabulary
At The Pet Store.
Note that there's a long commentary about it after the cartoons. (9/08)
A friend has a horse named Nitro, and I got to meet it. Friendly,
mellow horse. On occasion, it would make a strange sound,
similar to a water cooler, much to my amusement. At one point,
due to my own incompetence, he stepped on my foot (or rather put
his foot on top of mine, fortunately, he was standing and I don't
think he put his full weight down, so there was no damage). How do
these things all relate? Well, I think it's all just a little
horseplay for Nitro.
A return to low-tech. This was completely hand-drawn, inked, and lettered. I used Photoshop to scan it in, clean up a few stray marks (I scanned it in in greyscale rather than B&W, at 1200dpi), and scaled it down to the appropriate size. The whole process was remarkably fast. Under a day from initial start (initial idea) to finish (posting). That's close to a land-speed record for me for a 6 panel drawing. Maybe not as clean as a computer font, but the balloon in frame 3 would've taken me hours to create. (10/08)
At a friend's wedding back in August, some friends from undergrad
told a story from "back in the day" of someone they knew who attempted
to engage in some Pineapple Play.
And apparently it was a disaster for the reason upon which this
little joke is based.
I, more or less, just put a frame around this story, but since I don't really know either of the people involved (I don't even know their real names), I just used Sarah and Bill.
[Addendum: another friend familiar with the story suggested I add these two true quotes into the description...it's too late for me to change the drawing, but I can put them here:
I've actually been meaning to draw this for a few months and finally got around to finishing it up. I decided to just draw do it quick, in black and white with hand-lettering, so it wouldn't drag on more than it has. (11/08)
A friend works in a plant biology lab and gave me a tour of her
She actually did give me the warning in the cartoon, and had to repeat
it because I didn't hear what she said the first time. And she did
say she'd explain about the PCR machine another time. And I did confuse
a freezer and an incubator with a refrigerator (note the display shows
it's at -80C). But there are a few differences. She doesn't wear glasses,
wasn't holding a clipboard, and wasn't wearing a lab coat (it was shorts
and a t-shirt, hardly appropriate for Mad Science) and the warning about
ethidium bromide was that it was a "known carcinogen" (I think my take
on it is funnier).
I've been learning how to ride a horse. The saying is that there
are those who have fallen off and those who will. It's just a
matter of time. While practicing cantering, Nitro, the horse,
started to get faster, and I didn't do the right things, lost my
balance, wasn't able to steer or stop, and eventually pitched over
his right side as he went left (as we were approaching the fence).
I was wearing a helmet and it was dirt, and it wasn't all that big
of a deal (I'm normally sore anyway after riding). And I
did get back on him right after that too.
So once again, I let my imagination wander into the Calvin and Hobbes territory and present this Canter Bury Tale. (And just to clarify, the pun is that my head was buried in the dirt, not that I was buried in the I'm-dead sense.) (06/09)
My friend Golden is giving a talk on teaching a course in reverse
engineering. He asked if I knew of a comic image somewhere of
"something that shows students being pushed almost to the point of
metabolic failure working on ASM and RE. Something like Scotty
saying that it's going to blow, etc." After some discussion with
friends about thin/young Scotty vs. old/fat Scotty, I took a crack
at making such a comic. I needed a little help, as I had a hard time
drawing the student on the right, so my friend Brendan posed for a
reference picture. Actually, his 7 year old daughter Kate helped and
did the same. I used his pose and her eyes (he wears glasses and it
was easier to see her eyelids). And thus we have what happens when
Scotty Teaches Reverse Engineering.
I'm finally getting a little better with speech balloon tails (I reread
Just for the record, I have, in fact, been riding Nitro since our
"parting of the ways" back in June. But except
during a trail ride, we haven't done any more cantering...until now.
We've worked on the basics (balance, etc.), and I've been gone a good
part of the summer. But once again, we've shifted into third gear,
so the saga continues with
Canter Bury Tale (Volume 2)! This
time, however, things went fine. We did have to review the
basics of how to ask for a canter, since it had been so long for me.
But Nitro was quite happy to canter with me again. Very happy to do so,
in fact. And while it wasn't quite the "prepare to make the jump to
hyperspace" sensation of the first few times, Nitro was more than
willing to light up the rockets. If he talked, it would be more like
"Do you want to canter now? Oh, OK. How about now? Now? Canter now?
Now? Now? Nownownownownow? How about now?" Oh yeah, and I almost
forgot—the last line is a Simpsons reference to when Lisa has
dinner that Apu prepared and Marge asks Lisa if it's too spicy for her.
This was just a quick sketch and ink, then scanned greyscale at 1200 dpi, reduced, then into Illustrator for speech balloons, and final cropping back in Photoshop. This time I didn't want to take the time to color it and it should be clear enough what's going on (and there are only three "actors" in the drawings) and I could play with cross-hatching. I was also too lazy to draw backgrounds. I think I'm getting better with the speech baloon tails. I'm kind of mixed about frame 3, as I initially wanted it to have the text breaking out of the balloon, but then thought about having some funky shape to the balloon, but that exceeds my Illustrator abilities. I kind of like the last frame's balloon, as it was mostly luck playing around with some options. I thought about trying for some funky balloon shape, but again, that's time consuming if nothing else. This little project was done in 2 days, one for the quick sketches, blocking, and text, and one to pencil, ink, scan, edit, and upload. (09/09)
I was in the grocery store parking lot, headed to my car, when a
friend calls me over. Owing to unintentional, perfect timing, I
had a moment of simultaneous cuteness and gothic horror that Alan
Moore or Neil Gaimen would be proud of. However, fear not, because
in reality, Everything's Ducky.
Full on color drawing, shading, lettering, and all that stuff. (02/10)
It's come to this...a cartoon of shenanigans from a recent
Dungeons and Dragons game. I have nothing to add, other than
my character was not involved in this
Full on color drawing, lettering, and all that stuff. Inked with Illustrator and with a ton of layers (1 for each color) in Photoshop. Needs shading, but the entire process was fast. (03/10)
I saw an opera. Porgy and Bess. There are lots of relevent
commentary possible about it, but in reality, I immediately
did an image search to see if anyone has a cartoon version of
it casting Porky Pig as Porgy, since so many people misspell it
anyway. Sadly, I was unable to find anything, so here is my
version of Porky and Bess.
Yes, this is the first thing that goes through my mind when I think about the opera. It's quite sad, I know. I thought about casting Bugs as Bess, since he's quite happy to go in drag, but then I realized that Bugs really wouldn't be right playing second banana to Porky's top billing. But Daffy and Porky have a long history together, so I think that works nicely. I also added the little wig to Daffy, almost as an afterthought (when I was inking it, actually), to make it obvious who is who. The idea for the set was stolen from Rabbit of Seville, and models for Porky and Daffy were stolen from various images (the ends of Porky's hands were cut off the frame, so I had to guess a little, especially with his right hand, but think that looks OK.
Full on, 100% computer generated stuff, from the sketch to the final product. A bunch of bouncing back and forth between Photoshop and Illustrator. Lots of layers until the last stages. I'm not happy about the shading (thoghh Porky's gloves are OK and I like the streaks on the window), but I wanted to get this out. I didn't realize until late that since Daffy's body is black, any contour lines have to be something other than black. Rather than try to do something fancy with changing the line colors, I offset the color layer by a few pixels, which has the effect of making the lines on his body not-black. Serendipity, luck, or whatever. My first verison of Daffy had a few lines by the mouth and eyes wrong which made him look angry (a common expression for him, to be sure). It amazed me how 2-3 lines that are a little off can change the entire expression. My level of respect for the Warner Brothers artists has increased even more. (10/10)
This is mostly a quick drawing based on an idea that struck me.
Although, I must admit, on occasion I have been known to write
"banana" on a banana, especially of unususpecting innocents.
I made a crappy sketched version in Photoshop. I decided to put that online. Then I wondered how long it would take me to ink it, if I could actually do it quickly. I managed to do it in about 2 hours, starting around 11:30pm, so that's the one I've posted here. It's not perfect, and it's not until the third panel that I've kind of got the feel for things, but it's a start.
Mostly, it's in this section because it's a 3 panel drawing which is too much for the "sketch of the day" section. I also realize I haven't put a "proper" cartoon up for quite a while. Now I have. (5/12)
I was talking to a co-worker. Somehow we got onto the subject
of Encrypting Cow. That of course led to a different cow,
known in a kids' knock, knock joke.
I kind of ran with it a little. It amuses me.
All computer generated, sketched, inked, lettered, colored, shaded. It took a while to finish and the shading isn't great, but hey, it makes me giggle.
I was thinking about words, where adding another word, like
a preposition, completely changes the meaning. Sadly, I quickly
ran out of ideas. But here's how I'd imagine the conversation
would go if I tried out these words
on some friends. And yes, the first one is true.
All computer generated, sketched, inked, lettered and lettered. Skipped coloring and shading to cut the whole process down to just a day or two. And of course I was cheating with reusing a lot of the images. (7/12)
A quick cartoon that ponders the question of
how much thanks are
required for simple situations. The answer turns out to be more
than you'd expect.
A cartoon that took me longer than I planned to answer the question of
what the user interface of the WTF (Workstation
of The Future) will be.
A cartoon (in a single, long strip) that harkens back to archaic,
yet expressive, eyewear, called Surprise
I was talking to a friend who needed to try on a bridesmaid dress
and she asked if I wanted to tag along. It got me thinking about
participating in a general sort of "trying on clothing" adventure,
which conjured frightening images in my mind in which you
Shop Till You Drop). Of
course there's a slight twist on things.
This was a quick sketch, drawn in Photoshop, then inked in Illustrator. Towards the end I figured out there are built-in Wacom brushes which tend to work much better than the default ones. And I figured out how to safe a higher resolution file from Illustrator. And finally, I used Photoshop to put the frames together and add a border. I decided not to color this, partially because I'm lazy but also to see if the characters are recognizable without cheats like colors. Call it an experiment. (7/13)
This happens all too often when I do my laundry. However,
it occurred to me that maybe the sheet itself had a secret
life as a Secret Service Sheet.
This was almost a Photoshop-only project. I used Illustrator only to create the speech and thought balloons and then pasted them in Photoshop. I decided I wanted a simple line-only drawing, no coloring. A test to see if characters and things are still recognizable.
Of course, this raises the question of whether my style has changed or improved in 15 years or so since I did dalmation. (8/13)
At trivia, a friend had a small ruled notepad. I commented
at how it would be very useful as a flip-book for animations.
She challenged me to do such a thing. I did. I should mention
that she's a librarian for astronomy (and physics and other
stuff). Thus, I decided to create the thrilling bibliographical
This was mostly low-tech. I draw lots of pictures on a small notepad using a pen. And then I tool lots of pictures of them. And then managed to put them all together on my computer without making it become comatose out, after reducing the size several times. (11/13)
A group of D&D players reminisce
about their favorite moments of playing.
I wanted to make fun of a cartoon that has an attitude that strikes
me as smug. However, any normal parody would simply be whiny and
not particularly funny. So instead, I took inspiration from a
Meta-Muse and made a cartoon
parody about making parody of a cartoon.
A very quick cartoon on the perils of group dining and
consensus at a tapas restaurant.
We got a label maker
at work. I think the rest should be obvious. Although I must
admit that I haven't had time to go on a trivial labeling spree yet.
I drew this one in Illustrator. I tried to color it there but failed miserably, so I put it into Photoshop and then it was easy to color. In the last frame, the two characters originally looked horrible. I redrew it (in Illustrator). I used my little wooden mini-model which helped with proportions and just used very short strokes with the pen, which helped (trying to draw 3 fingers at once with a Bezier curve won't work so well, but looked much more reasonable with shorter strokes that only have one bend in them. All in all this didn't take too long. It's not the greatest thing, and I was too lazy to try to fit a billion labels in at the end, but hopefully the idea is...well, obvious. Note that this isn't the first time I've used Captain Obvious. (10/14)
As Tom Waits once sang, "What's he building? What's he BUILDING?"
A cartoon about a noisy meeting.
A musing on a conversation from a simple request. Because,
when you stop and think about it,
worst case, how bad can it be?
See what happens what a personal pan pizza gets a bit too
A few of us were over a friends house for a frisbee league organizer's
meeting. More or less, this is exactly what happened. Sometimes you've
got to say Duck you!
My interpretation of what a game of
Battleship! would be like with
one of my friends who has a similar sense of humor and odd way
of looking at the world.
Sometimes I hear or think of a word and the pun-center of my
brain takes over and quickly it produces an image.
The Neighsayers is one
I did some quick sketching in Photoshop and then used the pen tool in Illustrator to make clean lines. I wanted to do some shading and different sized lines but ran out of time. And there are some parts that aren't terribly good. Though I got the collars working a bit beter than they had been, so that's a plus. Did all the coloring using the Live Paint mode in Illustrator. Didn't take that long. (8/17)