Catching up with the ABCs of Pro Wrestling...
Oh man, it's been a while, blog.
Let's catch you up on the ABC's of Pro Wrestling
Let's catch you up on the ABC's of Pro Wrestling
This is a crazy T-Shirt graphic!
- I worked up this graphic this week. It's an odd bird that is inspired by the graphics of 1960's hot rod and surf culture. This dude is in the zone, shredding the waves in full beast mode. This was a self started project that started as a sketchbook drawing. Those tend to be the funnest pieces I work on. I'd love to get some shirts pumped out from this guy!
- Pre-Final Drawing
Wrestlers VS Aliens
Aliens have invaded our world and the only way to stop them is to wrassle em' into submission!
I set a goal to create character designs for an imaginary wrestling video game or cartoon. The self-imposed prompt was to give the characters a whimsical feeling while still allowing them to look powerful.
Bruise E. Homemaker
6"0"
325 lbs
From Pasadena, CA
6"0"
325 lbs
From Pasadena, CA
Finn McCracken
6'2"
380 lbs
From the Scottish Highlands
6'2"
380 lbs
From the Scottish Highlands
Lord Deville
6'9"
330 lbs
From Parts Unknown
6'9"
330 lbs
From Parts Unknown
Johnny Lightning
6'4"
301 lbs
From the Concrete Jungle
6'4"
301 lbs
From the Concrete Jungle
Thin Lizzie
5'9"
130 lbs
From Detroit, MI
5'9"
130 lbs
From Detroit, MI
Glorox
7'2"
441 lbs
From the Kartac Peninsula on Glutoc 5
7'2"
441 lbs
From the Kartac Peninsula on Glutoc 5
Nigel Quarkbottom
6'5"
301 lbs
From the Wrong Side of the Rings of Saturn
This is an ongoing project.
Let me know what you guys think!
Pumpkin of the Opera...aka...Phantom of the Pumpkin Patch
Hey work, you made the grave mistake of letting me into your pumpkin painting contest. The rules were simple, take a small sugar pumpkin, and decorate it any way you want as long as you don't carve into it. I think I took the contest a little too seriously.
I probably would've settled for just very simply painting a pumpkin, but I was specifically challenged by a few of my coworkers. They literally came in to my room, and taunted me. What's a guy to do?
Fueled by the incessant workplace taunting, I added more and more detail with each wave of smack-talk. Things like, "Aw bro, I'm going to destroy you." only fed my weird competitive streak.
I knew that I wanted to do a Universal Studios monster from the beginning – even when it was just a lone, painted pumpkin. I chose the 1925 Lon Cheney version of the Phantom of the Opera- because Lon Cheney was the best. However, as time went by, I added cardboard structures cut out with X-Acto knives, papier-mâché, and a blowtorch to the works. Okay, there was no welding…but it was way more time and effort than I should have put into him.
Oh, I failed to mention – this is for a contest at Trader Joe's. This is not some art studio that I'm working at where all my competition are also artists. I literally pouring tons of effort into this pumpkin contest and I really don't know why. Maybe it's because I'm pompous and I JUST HAVE TO WIN ALL THE CONTESTS!! At this point I'm actually expecting to lose because I put so much effort into it.
The organ is made of corrugated cardboard that I cut with an X-Acto knife, taped with blue painters tape and then finished with papier-mâché. I waited overnight till the papier-mâché was dry completely and then I painted directly onto it with acrylic paint. The papier-mâché I went with is simple: little bit of flour, a little bit of water, and strips of newspaper. The "cobblestone" base is 1/8 inch plywood that I cut with a jigsaw and then painted with acrylic paint.
Everything else is painted in grayscale tones of acrylic paint with little cut paper hands and feet and a cape made of heavy duty paper towels that I drenched in ink. Lastly, I finished him off with little yarn strands for hair.
Getting Frustrated
Oh hello there!
I really have no witty segue into this so I'll just jump right in.
I have a couple close friends who have been battling terminal cancer this year. In both cases, the disease came on really quickly and has been super aggressive. With multiple treatments, diet changes etc, the cancer just seems to keep coming.
Our one friend, Stephanie, who's husband I worked with at Trader Joe's and became fast friends with, just passed over the weekend. Their battle with this disease was at once painful and really encouraging. They were always hopeful, never blaming God for their trouble and always being the ones encouraging others to see things the right way. It's been a real testimony to what real faith does in crappy circumstances.
These are the times when our dependence on Christ (for those who identify as Christians) becomes either stronger or tossed to the wayside. I've see awesome things go on in my friends' lives by way of God's faithfulness. Their faith and endurance has been on total display to my wife and I. They've just displayed a real selfless commitment to each other and the people around them. Their hearts have been joyful in the midst of terrible pain. Humor hasn't left them either.
I'm still feeling frustrated at the actual disease even though I've seen such a clearly good way of going through it displayed by my friends. I know there are better ways to deal with my frustration, but in a way, this still seemed appropriate:
I really have no witty segue into this so I'll just jump right in.
I have a couple close friends who have been battling terminal cancer this year. In both cases, the disease came on really quickly and has been super aggressive. With multiple treatments, diet changes etc, the cancer just seems to keep coming.
Our one friend, Stephanie, who's husband I worked with at Trader Joe's and became fast friends with, just passed over the weekend. Their battle with this disease was at once painful and really encouraging. They were always hopeful, never blaming God for their trouble and always being the ones encouraging others to see things the right way. It's been a real testimony to what real faith does in crappy circumstances.
These are the times when our dependence on Christ (for those who identify as Christians) becomes either stronger or tossed to the wayside. I've see awesome things go on in my friends' lives by way of God's faithfulness. Their faith and endurance has been on total display to my wife and I. They've just displayed a real selfless commitment to each other and the people around them. Their hearts have been joyful in the midst of terrible pain. Humor hasn't left them either.
I'm still feeling frustrated at the actual disease even though I've seen such a clearly good way of going through it displayed by my friends. I know there are better ways to deal with my frustration, but in a way, this still seemed appropriate:
Mongo the front pushing freak
Skateboarders today are pretty open to differing styles, fashion trends and even music choices. Gone are the days where you could spot a skater just by the clothes he wears or the music playing on his radio. Like most other subcultures, the skate scene is becoming more open to change. What distinguishes a "real" skater from a poser today, is what it should be...skills.
That being said, there is still one thing that pretty universally gets hate in the skateboarding world internationally: pushing mongo.
To push mongo, one must use their front foot to push themselves rather than their back foot. There are Youtube videos exemplifying the heinous behavior, websites devoted to hating on Mongs, and an overall bad attitude toward kids who prefer to skate this way.
I've heard all the arguments against pushing mongo my whole life but you know what? I just won't stop. I can easily go back and forth between standard and mongo but I always prefer to push mongo in general.
available here!
To celebrate my terrible decision, I've made Mongo, the front-pushing freak. Now you too can celebrate your utterly horrible skateboarding with this mini print over at my Etsy.