Tuesday, December 4, 2007

like daggers in kids eyes

ive been meaning to post this for quit some time now and i finally got around to it. i have the cartoon animation book by preston blair and i was looking a few of the scanned pages of the old version on the ASIFA blog. The whole book is relatively the same but a few of the characters kinda lost their edge. take a look at this rowdy rabbit the one on the left is clearly more rowdy then the one on the right. plus what the hell happened to his nose ? ... he must have lost one to many bar fights because he is clearly not rowdy at all.

both books have the typical generic type cartoon characters but the only difference is in the new version of this book the genericness of the these characters are stripped down even more. the new rowdy rabbit just looks like a prick. why the terrible changes ?

Monday, October 29, 2007


the sun runs down like honey.
the moon pours out like mercury.
the stars fall down like money
and you come back to me.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

ive seen it all, i dont want to see anymore

ok so last post i talked about this shooting at this thrift store in Long beach that happened while i was getting ready to leave the parking lot. i was really close and to show you how close i was i actually found a picture in the new paper.

yeah another close shave for me :/
ok i think i got that story out of my system.
my niece visited today with her brother to watch a movie with her nana and tata. she came in holding a guitar and strummed two chords for me. she was so proud of her Em chord,so i showed her a C and G chord.The guitar is a little big for her but shes so good already. im so proud of her.

In other music news, the black lips are coming to LA for two or three shows. I hope i can make it to at least one. Everyone should go see them play!

ok kinda tired so ill kinda wrap up this post on an odd lighter note.
this guy bit a decapitated head he found in a paper bag next to some garbage.
i think this picture is big enough to read the caption so read it because its hilarious.

Monday, October 8, 2007

my rowdy rabbit is a pansy

A few weeks ago i was at this goodwill thrift store on the not so good part of long beach looking for records. Usually those ones have all the best records but sadly on this day i didnt find anything worth buying. I was in my car getting ready to leave the tiny parking lot of this thrift store when i heard a sound kinda like a fire cracker but then i hear 6 more of the same sound rapidly one after the other. After hearing this noise after the 3rd time i realized that these were gun shots. After all the shots had been fired swat cops pured out of everywhere.

After all the craziness stopped i drove off before other cops started to show up and direct traffic away from the shooting. I was parked quite close to where the shooting happened. Thankfully there was a giant truck that was blocking my view of everything that went on because i was really close. I mean really close.I would say maybe 20 feet away. Think about how far it is to cross the street and thats how far i was away from all this if not closer.

i was reading the paper a few days after this and i found out the whole reason for the shooting.
ill post more on that when i scan in the newspaper clipping.

here are some digital inkings i did of some john k. sketches.
i was trying to work on my line quality. Its a lot harder to do with a wacom tablet.

This is an inking of Preston Blair's woody. I think this one came out the best, line wise.

i bought the Preston Blair "Cartoon Animation" book the other day. I was looking at one character it teaches to you to draw and his name is rowdy rabbit. He has his arms up looking like hes ready to box someones ears off but he is smiling like mickey mouse. He dosent look rowdy at all. I later looked at ASIFA's scans of the first edition and the same rabbit actually looks like he will kick your ass.

I feel jipped !

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

combo number 2 ?

im still trying to figure out this blogging thing. gosh its like im a 60 year old person trying to figure out this blogging thing and repeating myself a bunch of times, blogging thing. the whole lay out is a little more complicated then my live journal.
my scanner is on the fritz but when i resurrect it from the dead i will post pictures and hilariously hilarious storys. (not that anyone reads this thing) ill probably just laugh by myself :)

Monday, September 10, 2007

so school is back in season. kinda great! on the plus side those damn kids wont be playing football in the middle of the road which is one of the busiest residential streets in San Pedro. im not worried about the kids getting hit (they are bad kids) so much as them hitting my car with their football. On the down side Otis will be reclaiming the soul of my friend Krysta for at least one more year. Looks like late night visits of me talking to her while she falls sleep from exhausting school.

up next, delicious strawberry short cakes!

yummy food or secret advertisement for a poorly animated cartoon?

Holland, 1945

The only girl I've ever loved
Was born with roses in her eyes
But then they buried her alive
One evening 1945
With just her sister at her side
And only weeks before the guns
All came and rained on everyone
Now she's a little boy in Spain
Playing pianos filled with flames
On empty rings around the sun
All sing to say my dream has come

But now we must pick up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on

And now we ride the circus wheel
With your dark brother wrapped in white
Says it was good to be alive
But now he rides a comet's flame
And won't be coming back again
The Earth looks better from a star
That's right above from where you are
He didn't mean to make you cry
With sparks that ring and bullets fly
On empty rings around your heart
The world just screams and falls apart

But now we must pick up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on

And here's where your mother sleeps
And here is the room where your brothers were born
Indentions in the sheets
Where their bodies once moved but don't move anymore
And it's so sad to see the world agree
That they'd rather see their faces fill with flies
All when I'd want to keep white roses in their eyes

post brought to you by the mighty dr. illusion
words brought to you by neutral milk hotel

Monday, July 9, 2007

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