Don't be surprise if you can't find this cereal anywhere because it's made up..
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Down and Dirty!!!
Charcoal
CharcoalBoth images above had to deal with nature. When I do these kind of drawings I don't make out sketches at all. I just start drawing..I would draw, erase, and redraw until I see something I want to work with..If you look at the drawings there could be layers and layers of drawings on top of one another..In a way, you can see how the drawings get developed or how it grows from a single line into the final image..I can never tell how the final image will look like..Every line I make is random..But some how I'm able to create these images.
Charcoal
CharcoalI noticed that more and more people became more obsess with P90x the workout program. Not only that, they started to worry about how they look..So I wonder to myself..Why? Does it have to do with how you look? Your health? Or does it have to do with how society or Hollywood/magazine are telling you how you're suppose to look like? And so, this drawing came about..Beauty..What is it really? Photoshop?? Starvation?? Or is it really in the eye of the beholder?..or could it be low self-esteem?..Personally, if you want to know if you're healthy or have a problem, seek a doctor..As for being beautiful, everyone is beautiful. It's human nature to think otherwise...So, regardless of shape and sizes, we are all beautiful..
Pen and ink/watercolor
Pen and ink/watercolor
"115 SFS coin design"
Front
Back
My cousin asked me if I can design his team a coin for fund raising. The funds cover the cost that they may have for retiring troops. They are the 115 Security Forces Squadron also know as the Badger Militia. The front design has been reviewed and thumbs up. As for the back, it's still in the works.Updates will be up...
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
"Evil Boss"
Inspired by "The Devil's Wears Prada: we are writing a feature about the devil in the reader's work lives. Readers have been asked to call in and tell their horror stories. Most of the stories were heard dealt with bosses who micromanaged or who were just controlling in a cruel way. We also spoke with a psychologist who talked about ways to handle abusive bosses.
"I sing to you underneath the stars"
The background is a scanned image of a piece of Hmong embroidery. The only thing that isn't scan is the boy playing the flute. I want to be able to incorporate more of the Hmong culture or at least their designs into my drawings..
Hmong New Year Card 2!!!
Graphic2011
For this card, I actually scanned in some embroidery design and applied it to the image. This is something that I forgot about and hopefully utilize more often.
"Invisible Cities," Italo Calvino
"Untitled"
Pen & Graphic
9x12
2004
There's a story in this book that tell of a city in which robbers and immigrants lives under ground in the sewers.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Memphis Brook's Museum-kid's character design
2004
These two characters were based on artworks that was exhibit at the time. I forget what the squirrel was based on, but the green guy is based on the Bamileke elephant masks.
Postage Stamps
2004
graphic
Illustrate four separate but equal communicative images while maintaining awareness of issues of scale typographic integration, and cultural research. The culture I chose to work with was Italy. I decided to fit the stamps together as a single larger composition. The four subjects are: Rocky Marciano, Christopher Columbus, Leonardo Da Vince, and David Del Tredici.
"All This" by Joanne Avallon
"Untitled"
Acrylic
2004
Your arm and hand cock back instinctively, although they have never moved like this before, because your firstborn has taken a piece of your thigh between her two-year-old, sharp and white incisors, and it surprises you to find your arm in this position, you who dress her naked dolls so they won't look cold, but her teeth take deeper hold and drive everything out of your head except, oddly, your own father saying "silly bitch" when you were five and left your bike out in the rain and also the sound, so compelling, of skin hitting skin hitting skin and, even more oddly, something your aunt told you about your grandfather boxing your father's ear so bad it bled rough red stuff from the eardrum-all this, even the love you feel for both these men, rushes through you so fast you understand for the first time-as your hand descends-the phrase "seeing red" and the only thing between your hand and your child is your puny intellect scared shitless in some corner, so that just before your hand hits the tender part of her thigh, the part you had kissed just twenty minutes ago when changing her diaper and before she screams, your daughter looks at you first in disbelief and then in complete comprehension, as though, perhaps, she knew these stories all along, and you wonder, with terror, as you've never wondered before, if this is the history you've been trying to write.
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