Tuesday, March 31, 2009
bunny
Elroy Bunny eyed his prey from a distance. From fifty feet away, he could see neat rows of emerald flora as they cascaded over the dirt mounds. A hint of thick auburn taproot poked out of the earth beneath each lacy green canopy. Elroy stood motionless, his back pressed flat against the whitewashed garden fence, his chest barely moving with shallow breaths. In the fading light of dusk, Elroy’s eyes were wide, straining to stay trained on his predetermined path of invasion. In his mind, he carefully played and replayed his maneuver. He would stay low to the ground, sticking stealthily close to the orderly succession of carrots. As he crept along, he would quickly scrutinize each rust-colored specimen and select the perfect one for tonight’s meal. Elroy closed his eyes and envisioned himself munching and savoring that sweet and wonderful root.
Back at his clan’s nest, food was scarce. Elroy’s mother dutifully rationed the meager provisions. The weekly allowance, usually filched from unattended gardens or nearby garbage receptacles, was stretched diaphanously thin and provided little sustenance. To make their situation worse, the family had to fend off foxes or rats who would steal their food right out of the nest. After all, Elroy and his brood were cottontails and they didn’t have the luxury of an intricate network of underground warrens in which to hide their food like other rabbits. Elroy didn’t like feeling helpless as much as he didn’t like the empty feeling in his belly.
As nighttime advanced, Elroy knew he had little time to make his move. He hunched down, prone against the slightly damp soil, shrouded by the overgrown leafy greens. To his left, the carrots’ stout, thumb-like heads peeped out of the terrain. He skulked silently alongside the queues, inspecting the bounty offered before him. Elroy spotted a glistening, orange-skinned beauty. He craned his little neck and wiggled his little pink nose at the vegetable. The aroma of clean vegetation and honeyed goodness overwhelmed his olfactory nerves. In one fluid motion, Elroy yanked the carrot out of its dirt trammel, aimed it at his salivating maw and sank his incisors into its firm but yielding flesh. It crunched. Elroy shivered with elation. Tears welled in his eyes as his mouth was filled with crisp, delicious morsels and his appetite was quenched. That carrot was pure jubilation for Elroy’s very existence. Suddenly, Elroy’s euphoria dispersed. The porch light at the distant farmhouse snapped on, illuminating the garden with a harsh, tungsten-filament beam. The bathrobe-clad farmer bounded out from the splintery wooden doorway. He gripped a shotgun in his withered and twisted hands, from which he blasted several warning shots into the evening sky. Elroy panicked. He leaped over the green herbage, wedged himself under the fence and scampered away.
This was what Elroy Bunny’s life had become. Years ago, his father disappeared. Unbeknownst to the family, he, along with hundreds of other rabbits, had become part of a woman’s coat. Out of necessity, his mother became adept at gathering food. Early on, she brought home overflowing surpluses, but in recent years she had become too old and feeble to perform this task. The few crumbs that she was able to provide certainly didn’t last very long. If Elroy wanted to eat, he had to locate food for himself. He knew he couldn’t rely on anyone else… especially his sloth-like brother. Elroy’s brother was treated like royalty by Mother. The general routine was Mother and Elroy maintained order in the nest, while he sat on his fluffy ass, scarfing down more than his share of the food. He exerted no energy, save for that one day a year. Elroy would periodically ask him to pitch in, but he protested, reminding Elroy of his importance and claiming the need to conserve his strength. And of course Mother would always come to his defense. Elroy fully understood his brother’s worldly responsibility, but he felt it was unfair. Elroy was kind, humble and considerate, but he knew his place and, although he felt slighted, he never complained. Though the reasons weren’t exactly clear, Elroy accepted the hand that life dealt him. When characters were chosen to represent each of the major holidays on the calendar, Jesus himself skipped Elroy and selected his brother to be The Easter Bunny.
Back at his clan’s nest, food was scarce. Elroy’s mother dutifully rationed the meager provisions. The weekly allowance, usually filched from unattended gardens or nearby garbage receptacles, was stretched diaphanously thin and provided little sustenance. To make their situation worse, the family had to fend off foxes or rats who would steal their food right out of the nest. After all, Elroy and his brood were cottontails and they didn’t have the luxury of an intricate network of underground warrens in which to hide their food like other rabbits. Elroy didn’t like feeling helpless as much as he didn’t like the empty feeling in his belly.
As nighttime advanced, Elroy knew he had little time to make his move. He hunched down, prone against the slightly damp soil, shrouded by the overgrown leafy greens. To his left, the carrots’ stout, thumb-like heads peeped out of the terrain. He skulked silently alongside the queues, inspecting the bounty offered before him. Elroy spotted a glistening, orange-skinned beauty. He craned his little neck and wiggled his little pink nose at the vegetable. The aroma of clean vegetation and honeyed goodness overwhelmed his olfactory nerves. In one fluid motion, Elroy yanked the carrot out of its dirt trammel, aimed it at his salivating maw and sank his incisors into its firm but yielding flesh. It crunched. Elroy shivered with elation. Tears welled in his eyes as his mouth was filled with crisp, delicious morsels and his appetite was quenched. That carrot was pure jubilation for Elroy’s very existence. Suddenly, Elroy’s euphoria dispersed. The porch light at the distant farmhouse snapped on, illuminating the garden with a harsh, tungsten-filament beam. The bathrobe-clad farmer bounded out from the splintery wooden doorway. He gripped a shotgun in his withered and twisted hands, from which he blasted several warning shots into the evening sky. Elroy panicked. He leaped over the green herbage, wedged himself under the fence and scampered away.
This was what Elroy Bunny’s life had become. Years ago, his father disappeared. Unbeknownst to the family, he, along with hundreds of other rabbits, had become part of a woman’s coat. Out of necessity, his mother became adept at gathering food. Early on, she brought home overflowing surpluses, but in recent years she had become too old and feeble to perform this task. The few crumbs that she was able to provide certainly didn’t last very long. If Elroy wanted to eat, he had to locate food for himself. He knew he couldn’t rely on anyone else… especially his sloth-like brother. Elroy’s brother was treated like royalty by Mother. The general routine was Mother and Elroy maintained order in the nest, while he sat on his fluffy ass, scarfing down more than his share of the food. He exerted no energy, save for that one day a year. Elroy would periodically ask him to pitch in, but he protested, reminding Elroy of his importance and claiming the need to conserve his strength. And of course Mother would always come to his defense. Elroy fully understood his brother’s worldly responsibility, but he felt it was unfair. Elroy was kind, humble and considerate, but he knew his place and, although he felt slighted, he never complained. Though the reasons weren’t exactly clear, Elroy accepted the hand that life dealt him. When characters were chosen to represent each of the major holidays on the calendar, Jesus himself skipped Elroy and selected his brother to be The Easter Bunny.
Tix and Bad Trips Rabbit
Silly rabbit... Tix are for tickbirds!Update: @#%$! An alert blogger just brought to my attention that Wacky Packages beat me to the punch with the "Tix" concept. It was meant to be a homage to Wacky Packs not a total knock-off... I should've Googled first. I've got a couple of other ideas for a Trix parody, maybe I'll try one of them, and see if I can redeem myself.
Revised Trix Parody...
"Bad Trips": The cereal that melts in your mind not in your spoon!I was able to salvage the illustration by changing the name of the cereal... I think that did the trick!
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Monday Art Day
I drew a cute bunny in a field of flowers, but my husband suggested a Playboy Bunny, so I attempted that. What do you think.
Monday, March 30, 2009
New Challenge - Bunny
The new challenge is:Bunny!
Illustrate what comes to your mind when you think of the word Bunny. Cute, weird, funny, serious, risque, Easter, cartoons, etc.
The "My Little Pony" challenge is over. The new challenge is "Bunny" and ends on April 13, 2009. The "Old West" challenge continues this week and ends on April 6, 2009.
And The Winner Is... Aeneadellaluna!
The winner for the "My Little Pony" challenge is:Aeneadellaluna!
Congratulations to Aeneadellaluna. I chose Aenea's "My Little Pony" as the winner. Aenea's lovely little vector-drawn pony was as focused on the spirit of the Little Pony brand as could be, with sincerity and not a trace of irony. Well done.
I admit, I was most entertained by all the hillarious versions of ponies (Godfather scene with Papa Smurf, Little Pony glue, etc.) and there were many that deserved a win. As always, I judge with hat in hand and hope that everyone has enjoyed the entries as much as I have.
My Little Pony
I'm getting in just under the wire, but here is 'My Little Pony' illustration. I used my signature skewed design. And of course it has to be pink.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Crime Scene Cupcake
This was a special request by my niece Marisa for a good friend of hers who is a huge fan of a certain Crime Scene programme on TV :) Blood red icing, a dagger plunged into it, a bullet in its side and a hangman's noose draped over the cupcake ... as well as the DO NOT CROSS police tape -- I hope I added enough murderous implements to satisfy her!http://www.floatinglemons.com
My Attempt at a Caricature
Ever since I've gotten into art, I've scoured the internet for professional artists who could kindly give me advice on how to improve myself in this area. They've all given me great advice, and I was able to take that advice and build a beginning foundation from which I could start from. A general point of advice that artists gave me is to step outside your comfort zone and work on things your bad at. The main elment that sits outside my comfort zone is realism, so I've decided to finally tackle this little monster and bring him down for good. I'm going to do this by taking it upon myself to draw a caricature of random people that I admire and catch my attention. This man I drew is Bill Maher, a political satirist and T.V. personality whose brutally honest views have always provided me major entertainment.
Let me know if you like it, and again, I'm open to any advice or suggestions any of you are willing to give.
Have a Goodin'!
Nick Fechter
http://nevilleandcompanycomics.blogspot.com/
Saturday, March 28, 2009
My Little Bottle of Glue
Bonus post for: "My Little Pony"Where are they now? It was off to the glue factory for Pinkie Pie after she crashed, and burned during the final lap of the My little Derby.
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joe palma
On November 22, 1955, while returning home by taxi from attending a boxing match, Samuel “Shemp” Howard, of the Three Stooges, died of a massive heart attack. Shemp was lighting a cigar after telling a joke when he suddenly slumped over. The Stooges still had four more shorts to film in order to fulfill their contract with Columbia Pictures. Producer Jules White recruited longtime Stooge supporting actor Joe Palma to fill in for the late Shemp. Through editing, redubbing and strategic staging — that ranged from clever to horribly patchy — White made good on the studio’s contract.
The four final shorts, Rumpus in the Harem, Hot Stuff, Scheming Schemers and Commotion on the Ocean, were remakes of earlier Stooges one-reelers. White shot new scenes with surviving Stooges Larry Fine and Moe Howard, Shemp’s younger brother. Joe Palma appeared in these new scenes usually filmed from behind or with some prop blocking his face. One scene even had Moe, Larry and Joe Palma wearing beards as part of the storyline. Shemp’s limited dialogue was lifted from previous films and dubbed onto the soudtrack.
In Commotion on the Ocean, Moe and Larry slyly discuss the mysterious whereabouts of Shemp. Moe asks, “I wonder what became of that Shemp?” Larry answers, “You know he went on deck to scout out some food.” “Oh, yeah. That’s right.”, replies Moe.
Palma spent his last years in the entertainment industry as an assistant to Jack Lemmon. He appears as “Mr. Palma,” the mailman, in Lemmon’s 1964 Columbia comedy Good Neighbor Sam. His final film appearance was as a butcher in Lemmon’s 1968 Paramount film The Odd Couple. He died of natural causes on August 14, 1994.
The term “Fake Shemp” was adopted by director Sam Raimi and can be found in the credits of his Evil Dead films, as well as other movies.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Oldie West but a Goodie
Okay its been a long, long, LONG time since I posted here. Most of you who post today probably dont even recognize me. But a good buddy of mine asked me to stop by and hang for a while so I thought I should. Its a tight challenge for me this week to meet the Old West theme, so here is something I did a while back that fit, but promise no old art postings after this. Something new or nothing at all.
My Little Pony
My Little Dragon Pony...
Probably the most success I've ever had with markers, and I bought them for like 2 bucks...
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
My Old West Submission
An "Old West" drawing from my Illustrator's Blog: skunkswork.blogspot.com
Haven't posted to Monday ArtDay in awhile, but I'm trying to get back to creating every day and this site helps encourage that. Thanks!
Maria Madonna Davidoff-book cover illo
For MONDAY ARTDAY theme " OLd West" :
The West & the World-a book cover I Illustrated & Designed
Below is an original painting I did of Old Intramuros, Manila which was published as a book cover entitled" The West & the World" written by Kevin Reilly and published by Markus Wiener Publishers.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
old west (part 2)
The current challenge on Monday Artday is "the old west". In addition to my finished illustration, I included my original pencil sketch. (I showed a pencil sketch once before on this post.)
When I did an illustration for "the old west" in 2007, I presented a rather somber subject. This time, I'm taking a more light-hearted route. Well, it has a terrible ending, but there's some fun before I get there.
Read the rest of this story HERE on my blog.
When I did an illustration for "the old west" in 2007, I presented a rather somber subject. This time, I'm taking a more light-hearted route. Well, it has a terrible ending, but there's some fun before I get there.
Read the rest of this story HERE on my blog.
My Contest Submission
I'm excited over recent events that are taking place in my town. Cormier's, a local craw-fish restraunt in Monroe, is celebrating its 20th year in bussiness by holding a contest for artists at my school. The contest asks for a piece of artwork that's supposed to be themed as "Kiss the Pig" because of their locally famous pork sandwhiches.The artwork is going to be put on a T-shirt and then given to the winner for free plus a 50$ cash prize and a coupon to their restraunt.This is my admission for the contest. Let me know if you like it, and cross your fingers so hard that you cut off circulation to your fingers and end up having to get them amputated (no, I'm only kidding, but keep your fingers crossed none-the-less!)
I am also in the process of creating an Old West themed drawing for the contest. I haven't drawn anything yet, but I have a good idea that I'm rolling around in my head.
-N.F.
http://nevilleandcompanycomics.blogspot.com/
Modok
This is a frighteningly cute version of Modok (Captain America's weird cyborg arch-enemy) that I did for the March Modok Madness blog. You can join the fun too - there's still a week of March left.
Monday, March 23, 2009
My Little Pony
I never had a My Little Pony, they came out after I was married with children. I am sure I would have had many hours of fun with it, if I had one.
Cowboy ("The Old West")
Hello! This is my first entry in this blog. I don't feel myself very inspired with "The Old West", but I'll do my best. I hope you to enjoy it. I'm happy to post here :)
Hello everybody!
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My Little Pony Applejack
Bubbles was racing down the hill looking for a muddy spot to fall in. She stopped suddenly and laughed. "What a silly sight," she said. Hanging upside down in a tree like a monkey was Applejack. "How did you get up there?" asked Bubbles. Applejack whinnied in embarrassment. "I was jumping for apples. I jumped so high that I caught my heels on the branch." Bubbles sighed. "Your appetite for apples is always getting you in trouble, Applejack!" Then she helped Applejack out of the tree, and was treated to a fine red apple from her thankful friend.
Quote from here
My first and only My Little Pony was Applejack. I liked him very very much. I don't know what happened to him, but I remember he was orange with apples on his side. So when I found out this challenge for Monday Artday I had to google him. He's not as shiny and glittery as the newer ponies, but I think he's kept his charm.
old west
This week's challenge is "old west". I actually did this illustration two years ago for another illustration blog to which I used to contribute. It is one of my favorites. I will most likely submit a new drawing for the challenge, but, in the meantime...
The heyday of the American "Old West" was roughly the time between the years 1865 to 1890. These times bring to mind romantic stories of cowboys and gunfights, of John Wayne and Roy Rogers, of saloon dancers and wagon trains. But this is a Hollywood version of the "Old West". There is another "Old West" that this country would rather forget.
The Transcontinental Railroad was completed in 1869. It was the beginning of a nation-wide linking of railways. It was a major factor in the building and strengthening of the United States. Because it was such a massive undertaking, laborers were scarce. Thousands of Chinese immigrants, who came to the US during the Gold Rush in 1849 and had a reputation as hard workers, were recruited by the railroad companies to build the railroads. The Chinese were hired to keep labor costs down, as they were paid about one-third of white laborers' salary. Plus, they had to provide their own food and pay for their own living expenses, benefits that were covered for the white workers by the railroad companies.
Thirteen thousand Chinese workers dug tunnels and laid track for half of the Transcontinental Railroad. In photos and illustrations depicting the "Golden Spike" ceremony at Promontory Point, Utah, the site of the joining of the East and West railroad, the Chinese are conspicuously absent.
As a reward and thanks for Chinese efforts, the United States passed the Chinese Exclusion Act of 1882. This act outlawed all Chinese immigration to the United States and denied citizenship to those already settled in the country. Official discrimination extended to the highest levels of the U.S. government: in 1888, U.S. President Grover Cleveland, who supported the Chinese Exclusion Act, proclaimed the Chinese "an element ignorant of our constitution and laws, impossible of assimilation with our people and dangerous to our peace and welfare."
Sing it, Lee Greenwood.
The Transcontinental Railroad was completed in 1869. It was the beginning of a nation-wide linking of railways. It was a major factor in the building and strengthening of the United States. Because it was such a massive undertaking, laborers were scarce. Thousands of Chinese immigrants, who came to the US during the Gold Rush in 1849 and had a reputation as hard workers, were recruited by the railroad companies to build the railroads. The Chinese were hired to keep labor costs down, as they were paid about one-third of white laborers' salary. Plus, they had to provide their own food and pay for their own living expenses, benefits that were covered for the white workers by the railroad companies.
Thirteen thousand Chinese workers dug tunnels and laid track for half of the Transcontinental Railroad. In photos and illustrations depicting the "Golden Spike" ceremony at Promontory Point, Utah, the site of the joining of the East and West railroad, the Chinese are conspicuously absent.
As a reward and thanks for Chinese efforts, the United States passed the Chinese Exclusion Act of 1882. This act outlawed all Chinese immigration to the United States and denied citizenship to those already settled in the country. Official discrimination extended to the highest levels of the U.S. government: in 1888, U.S. President Grover Cleveland, who supported the Chinese Exclusion Act, proclaimed the Chinese "an element ignorant of our constitution and laws, impossible of assimilation with our people and dangerous to our peace and welfare."
Sing it, Lee Greenwood.
New Challenge - The Old West
The new challenge is:The Old West!
Illustrate an example of the old American West - cowboys, cowgirls, gold rush, gunfights, cattle drives, and more.
The "Bigfoot" challenge is over. The new challenge is "The Old West" and ends on April 6, 2009. The "My Little Pony" challenge continues this week and ends on March 30, 2009.
And The Winner Is... Gregory Gunther!
The winner for the "Bigfoot" challenge is:Gregory Gunther!
Congratulations to Gregory Gunther. I loved so many of the entries that, as is usually the case, I had a very difficult time choosing. I chose Johanna Ahlard's "Mini Bigfoot" as the winner. Gregory's sweet vector-drawn mini-bigfoot and the clever design of the background earns him the win. Keep 'em coming, artists! Lots of awesome work!
Solaris the Destroyer--Hi! I'm New!
Hi, my name's Nick Fechter and I'm a seventeen-year-old student who attends Neville High School. I've been striving greatly to improve my talent in art ever since I've asked the Editor of my school newspaper if I could create a comic strip.
This little piece of art is a super villian that I made up one day. I also have a webcomic (of sorts) online which you can visit by clicking the following link:
I'm open to any advice, suggestions, or commentary that your willing to provide. My hope is to one day to become as successful and talented as all of you :)
Have a Goodin'!
N.F.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
My Little Pony
I created this as part of my 2007 one-a(week)day project. I would prefer to post a new piece - but this was a perfect fit for the theme. This is "my little pony". It is 6" x 4" and made entirely out of cut paper. >> My original blog post <<
--Sherill Anne Gross
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Another attempt at sketching BB
pen and water color.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
BIGFOOT
Here is my digital illustration for the 'Bigfoot' challenge. Actually more like a mini-bigfoot. I did a few sketches to work out my character, then moving to Illustrator I created my bigfoot. Once I got him drawn, I moved over to Photoshop to composite the background in as well as adding some effects. I hope you enjoy it.
my little pony
The current challenge on the Monday Artday illustration blog is "My Little Pony".
Lickety-Split sleeps with the fishes.
Lickety-Split sleeps with the fishes.
Friday, March 20, 2009
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