It’s been awhile since I did an Illustration Friday, but this image popped into my head this morning and I HAD to do it.
This could be seen as an allegory of the continual “whitewashing” of Hollywood and popular culture…or an indication that I haven’t drawn a zombie in a good long time, and I was due.
For illustrationfriday.com. Veronica Lake meets Lupe Velez meets Viktor Frankenstein.
It’s been a long time since I participated in Illustration Friday, but this topic was a pretty easy one: I went to Helium Karaoke Night at the Rail Pub last night and, as usual, brought a wee sketchbook with me. It’s kinda sad that my best gesture drawing gets done in bars.
(Warning: The individual images are pretty big, so you’ll want to minimize ‘em in your browser. I’m feeling a tad too lazy to resize them right now.)
My sketchbook now reeks of cigarettes.
This week’s entry, for “homage”…
I was listening to the song “Back to Black” on the subway and thought that it was a very pulp, noir kind of song and sentiment, which immediatley made me think of those great pulpy detective story covers of the 1940s and 1950s. I’m doing another one of these based on a Warren Zevon song and may do more…
Medium: Pen & Ink, digital text
Here’s my entry for this week’s Illustration Friday, subject “Pet Peeves”:
Okay, this takes some explaining. Ever since I was little, 5 or maybe, it has bothered the everloving crap out of me when people pronounce “whore” and “horror” the same. I’m sure it’s a result of having a Southern family and being raised with that dialect, and if I’d been raised in England or something I’d think I (current me) talk like a hillbilly. Which my mother would on some points agree with, considering I apparently say “crayon” like ‘a hill person’.
Thanks for the show of support, Ma!
Medium: Ink on vellum, digital color. I say “cran” as in ‘cranberry’. Shut up.
