I could use a few more hours in a day this week.
Ornithopods Webby Drawing Tutorial by ~sketcherjak on deviantART
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
VSA North Dakota Needs YOUR Help
As many of you are aware, last summer VSA National lost much of their federal funding and 75% of staff. This is un-flippin-'ceptable. Even if that were a word....
VSA is an outstanding organization for connecting students of all backgrounds with the arts. The support of the volunteers, organizers, teachers and aides is amazing, and bringing students with challenges to a place where they can express themselves, have a laugh, and take home a masterpiece is a life changing experience. Challenge students to think, create, laugh and explore- donate to VSA North Dakota - and keep bringing the arts into every life.
Come out on March 28th in Bismarck and help raise cash and awareness for a wonderful organization. There will be young soloists. There will be art. There will be food.
Got something unavoidable on the 28th? Donate away, right here, 24/7:VSA North Dakota
VSA is an outstanding organization for connecting students of all backgrounds with the arts. The support of the volunteers, organizers, teachers and aides is amazing, and bringing students with challenges to a place where they can express themselves, have a laugh, and take home a masterpiece is a life changing experience. Challenge students to think, create, laugh and explore- donate to VSA North Dakota - and keep bringing the arts into every life.
Come out on March 28th in Bismarck and help raise cash and awareness for a wonderful organization. There will be young soloists. There will be art. There will be food.
Got something unavoidable on the 28th? Donate away, right here, 24/7:VSA North Dakota
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Owl Jointed Dolls and other reasons to be an artist
Because I'm sure this is the quickest way to get invited to swank parties in the Champagne region... a jointed owl doll.
It was one of those, "I HAVE TO MAKE THIS, NAOWAH!" type moments I am prone to having, for which I reserve the right to not have to explain to anyone. When I look at him, I think of all the other productive things I needed to get done this week. Time well spent, I think.
I dunno how you put a price on this much awesome, but he is for sale. He'll be on display at the Bismarck Art Gallery through the end of December. Brilliant! (Want to see s'more pics of Iagan? Click here to head to the 4Dog gallery.)
It was one of those, "I HAVE TO MAKE THIS, NAOWAH!" type moments I am prone to having, for which I reserve the right to not have to explain to anyone. When I look at him, I think of all the other productive things I needed to get done this week. Time well spent, I think.
Monday, November 14, 2011
How To Draw Horses
Fo' realz! It's out! It's hitting bookshelves as we speak. It's the only reason to get out of bed that I can think of. How to Draw Horses - Everything you ever wanted to
know about drawing horses,
hardware, history, & mythology.
Complete with clear, step-by-step
instructions and information on
costumes and armor from multiple
periods in history from around the
world. Anatomy and action,
wagons and wedding coaches,
it's all in this book!
And it's only $12.95. Take two, they're small! (It would be awesome if) ALREADY A MILLION COPIES SOLD! You can order a copy online via 4 Dog Arts, Amazon, Etsy, and several other fine retailers nationwide. If they don't carry a copy in your local bookstore, demand it. Nicely. Want to order a copy and have it personalized? Just say the word. Need a third option here for closure? I'm on it.
Seriously. I thank you. For real.
And it's only $12.95. Take two, they're small! (It would be awesome if) ALREADY A MILLION COPIES SOLD! You can order a copy online via 4 Dog Arts, Amazon, Etsy, and several other fine retailers nationwide. If they don't carry a copy in your local bookstore, demand it. Nicely. Want to order a copy and have it personalized? Just say the word. Need a third option here for closure? I'm on it.
Seriously. I thank you. For real.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Lost Dog. Not Book Realted. Probably.
In a complete diversion of my attention, we found a new face in our yard this evening. (If you were out hunting north of Richardton and lost your dog, fear not.) I took the liberty of making up some lost-dog posters that Rocko says I should not show to anybody. He is likely correct.
The thing about dogs is, they're rather on the honor system. I do my best. Hope he sticks around.
The thing about dogs is, they're rather on the honor system. I do my best. Hope he sticks around.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
COMING SOON How to Draw Horses Book.. (+ a dead deer.)
Please note... if you are the sort of person who is easily offended or squeamish... you should probably skip this post. (If you are any sort of person of class, you should probably skip this blog altogether.)
We are blessed with 2 dogs that are, on the whole, and bear in mind when I say this that I have so far endured 5 years in the illustration world, the most colossal freaking morons ever.
To avoid the inevitable angry letters I am going to get, please do not mistake my dogs for yours. I'm sure your dogs are the most gifted hounds ever. I'm sure they routinely perform delicate brain sugary and are capable of filing US tax forms and landing the space shuttle. I am talking about my dogs here. My dogs have a single, solitary brain cell each. Just the one - to keep the other brain cell company.
And using their impressive intellectual capacities... they routinely bring us the benefits of their mental and physical labors right into the yard. This week, it was a deer. Actually, that fact isn't really surprising. I live in rural North Dakota, so every ten feet there’s a sign warning motorists that there are deer. The signs are so prevalent that you don’t even notice them anymore, and they serve no purpose at all, unless you’re suddenly new to the existence of deer... which I am not. I am, however, new to the smell a deer carcass can make.
Me: Uuuugh! WTF is that smell?!
Rocko: Oh, the dogs drug up a deer.
Me: What?
Rocko: Yeah. Parts of him are over there, and I think his skull-bits are over by the south yard.
Me: What do you mean parts of him?
Rocko: He died about a week ago. Guess it takes a while for a dead deer to really start to smell.
Me: Rocko, when a deer is dead, it can no longer smell. Smelling is a sensory operation reserved for the living. Also. Seriously. A week? You are freakin' unbelievable right now.
Rocko said he couldn’t argue with that, but I suspect it’s less because of my sound logic and more because he’s perfectly aware of how these disagreements end. (Also... I need to google how to burn a shovel.)
In other news that is probably equally shocking, but not quite so grotesque, the How to Draw Horses book is coming out soon. Get ready to order 84 pages of awesome!
We are blessed with 2 dogs that are, on the whole, and bear in mind when I say this that I have so far endured 5 years in the illustration world, the most colossal freaking morons ever.
To avoid the inevitable angry letters I am going to get, please do not mistake my dogs for yours. I'm sure your dogs are the most gifted hounds ever. I'm sure they routinely perform delicate brain sugary and are capable of filing US tax forms and landing the space shuttle. I am talking about my dogs here. My dogs have a single, solitary brain cell each. Just the one - to keep the other brain cell company.
And using their impressive intellectual capacities... they routinely bring us the benefits of their mental and physical labors right into the yard. This week, it was a deer. Actually, that fact isn't really surprising. I live in rural North Dakota, so every ten feet there’s a sign warning motorists that there are deer. The signs are so prevalent that you don’t even notice them anymore, and they serve no purpose at all, unless you’re suddenly new to the existence of deer... which I am not. I am, however, new to the smell a deer carcass can make.
Me: Uuuugh! WTF is that smell?!
Rocko: Oh, the dogs drug up a deer.
Me: What?
Rocko: Yeah. Parts of him are over there, and I think his skull-bits are over by the south yard.
Me: What do you mean parts of him?
Rocko: He died about a week ago. Guess it takes a while for a dead deer to really start to smell.
Me: Rocko, when a deer is dead, it can no longer smell. Smelling is a sensory operation reserved for the living. Also. Seriously. A week? You are freakin' unbelievable right now.
Rocko said he couldn’t argue with that, but I suspect it’s less because of my sound logic and more because he’s perfectly aware of how these disagreements end. (Also... I need to google how to burn a shovel.)
In other news that is probably equally shocking, but not quite so grotesque, the How to Draw Horses book is coming out soon. Get ready to order 84 pages of awesome!
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