Sketchy Thoughts
to say the least...
Thursday, June 19, 2014
When's Day Comics vol 6 begins now.
big version here:
http://whensdays.thecomicseries.com/
little version here:
http://www.theduckwebcomics.com/whensdays/5460493/
Saturday, April 19, 2014
The Centurion's Tale
And now, for something completely non-pictoral, I present a short monologue written for Easter. I'll be performing this tomorrow and if i can managed to get it filmed, I'll add that video to the end of the post. For now, here's the script:
You know how the story goes.
A cohort of roman soldiers gathered beneath the crosses. The messiest
part of their work done they are now on their knees gambling, drawing lots for
the soon-to-be dead man’s clothing. The leader of these men, a centurion, stands
apart, watching the condemned man’s final moments of agony. He is silent as he observes the manner in
which this innocent convict meets his fate.
You know the words that centurion spoke as the man who hung from that
cross gasped his last breath. Well, I
was that centurion, the man who executed the orders that killed the Son of God.
I also was there when they condemned this man, and sentenced
him to death though they could not prove he had committed any crime. His one offense that so outraged the Jewish
leaders and compelled them to demand his life of Pilate? He claimed to be King of the Jews and Son of
God. A bit crazy, perhaps, but a capitol
crime? Surely not. And when faced with these accusations, did he
become defensive or angry? No, he stood
in silence and accepted the charges.
When Pilate asked if it was true that he was King of the
Jews, a simple, respectful reply was all he gave: “it is as you say.” So Pilate had us beat the man, hoping to
appease the wrath of the Jewish leaders and avoid a riot.
Yes, we laughed at him then.
Mocked him, dressed him in rags, with a crow of thorns and a wooden
scepter. “Hail, King of the Jews,” we
jeered. A bit of harmless fun, we
thought it. We were not killing anyone,
and his scars would heal in time, and maybe He would have some sense beaten
into him and learn his proper place.
But this was not enough for the leaders. They pushed and pushed until there was no
choice. In order to keep the peace, we
must kill this harmless madman.
As the crowds gathered around to toss insults at him while
he hung in agony, did he lash out or hurl words of hate back at his
mockers? As nails ripped through the
flesh of his hands and feet, did he cry out for mercy? Did he seek escape from
his anguish by accepting painkillers offered to him? No mere man could have refused such
temptations!
Instead, he said, “Father forgive them, they know not what
they do.” Speaking forgiveness of sin as
only a God could give, and asking it of God himself, calling him Father?
But there was more than just his attitude that was
different. When the thief that hung on
his right asked forgiveness, He assured the man he would be in paradise with
him that very day. Only a God could make
a promise like that.
And stranger still, at midday the sky grew dark, as if
Creation itself was mourning his passing.
Only then did he call out, speaking to God with a familiarity that no
man would dare. “My God, my God, why
have you forsaken me?”
And finally, as he died, were his last words those of hate,
anger, despair or loss? No, none of these; not even the acceptance of a beaten man, but something like victory rang out as he said, “It
is finished! Into your hands I commit my spirit,” and he died.
Suddenly the ground beneath our feet began to tremble, as if
rocked by great heaving convulsions of grief.
Surely this man was the Son of
God.
But why? As he
himself said, why had God forsaken him?
What was the cause? I didn’t
understand then, but I know now. This
was no mere political execution. No mere
appeasement of the masses. Certainly not the death of a madman or
criminal. No, this was a sacrifice. This man, this Jesus, called the Christ, died
in our place. You, like I, caused his
death. This sacrifice was a payment of
the penalty due for your sins and mine.
Truly, this man was the Son of God, and his gift, by his death, was life
for us, a life in which we might also become sons and daughters of God.
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Thursday, March 06, 2014
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Ninja Turtle
A request was made by a little kid who sits in the row in front of me in church. "Draw me a ninja turtle." This was the result. Inked with a pentel brush pen, colored with marker, then highlighted with chalk pencil and shaded with charcoal pencil. I kind of like the effect of those blended media.
Saturday, November 02, 2013
Playing with Colored Pencils
I've been experimenting with a pretty cool technique for getting really soft blending/coloring with colored pencils: spill the shavings from sharpening a woodless colored pencil onto the paper, and rub it gently in with a cloth or rag. The more pressure applied, the darker the color will be, but it gets a nice smooth application regardless. It ends up looking similar to pastel chalk drawings. Take a look at some of the early results:
Monday, September 30, 2013
Silly Symphonies (Comic Strip) animations from 1934-1935
These are animations that were created as basically space filler for the Silly Symphony comic strips produced by the walt disney company in 1934 and 1935. I scanned them from a reprint of the strip put out by Abbeville press in 1980, and digitally brought them to life to share with everyone else out there who is into this sort of disney/animation ephemera. Most of these are generic business by mickey and the gang, but it is interesting to see where they fit in the timeline of Disney history- note for example one that has Mickey in his suit from The Band concert, the first Mickey cartoon in Technicolor, or the two animations of Donald Duck as he appeared shortly after his first role in the Silly Symphony "The Wise Little Hen," as well as one of the little red hen herself, not to be confused with Henrietta Hen, who makes an appearance in one of these animations performing a thrilling soprano aria. Hope you all enjoy seeing these!
Friday, July 12, 2013
Drunk Duck Radio Comic page 8 planning sketches
some rough character design doodles:
and my rough layout sketches:
see the final versions here: http://www.drunkduck.com/2013_DD_Radio_Play/5436994/
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