My first attempt at Ladybug Doug
My second attempt
Ladybug Doug..hmm. This was my attempt at creating a comic strip series.
Forget cute cuddly mammals doing human things, Insects are the wave of the future! …At least that’s what I thought at the time. I created these two strips. Thought I was so funny. That is of course until I showed other people. They stared at them turning the page front and back, then said “Hm’ the art pretty good, I don’t get it” AH! dream fails! It’s cool though, I’m sure these things take refining.
I just used these strips to vent. I may do more. They probably will make no sense. Maybe if I do enough one day they will.
Practice, practice, practice.
Remember, nervous breakdowns don’t just happen. They take a lot of hard work.
Thanks for reading.
Max from Half Past Two asked me a couple of weeks ago if I’d help work the band’s merchandise table at a House Of Blues show in Anaheim. I says sure.
It gives me a reason to lurch out the art cave and be in a public setting without feeling socially awkward (mostly). I always feel awkward in social setting because I have a tendency to analyze people immediately classifying, separating myself from the experience. Stupid brain doesn’t want any friends.
With that rant aside, If you’re there, and can deal with my unspoken judgments I’ll be drawing all night giving them shits away to anyone who wants them.
Maybe even some that don’t.
Oh yeah, here are the other bands playing:
Star Pool, Stupid Flanders, Eve Of Destruction, Bredren
P.s. The artwork shown is of my own doing (unofficial). Did it just to do it.
Feeling down, depressed, useless, tired of living ect? Imagine one night while walking down a dark alley you meet an armed robber who takes the rest of your money. The gun to your head becomes ironic. The trigger is pulled granting your unspoken wish. Only it was not the end you had intended. It’s the begging of what you have become.
This was suppose to be a one page comic thumbnail exercise. After the layout I decided it needed one more page. After the second it still felt incomplete. After two days of picking, staring and scratching at it, I had to walk away as to not obsess. I have a tendency of becoming passionate (obsessive) at the silliest things.
Draw in my Merry Peebles sketch book.
Yesterday’s comic exercise. I draw sketches multiple times a day in my sketch book (current book named Merry Peebles). Head sketches, abstract concepts, ect. I grow bored of this. I since then started adding backgrounds. Still eh, When I can afford to lose myself in time, I open up and draw one panel comics like this. They never take as long as I imagine, but then again neither does life.