In conversation with coworkers and others I realize that not every one pays attention to the same things. Not everyone knows what you do. Not everyone can invest the time to concern themselves with the wrongs of the world to a point of action. Not everyone has multiple
When I’m home, mostly in my tiny studio, there is always music playing. A variety of “genres” sometimes in languages I can’t understand – doesn’t matter. If my inner Self, Spirit, Soul, what ever you want to call it, if it dances I listen. Because I like my
“Mama Owl” acrylic on canvas. A graduation gift for a dear friend.
“Strawberry Farts” is coming along.
Here’s a short video. In Dynamesh with a 512 resolution.
I drew this cartoon a while back that I wanted to paint using Photoshop – changed my mind, going to make it using ZBrush. Below is the beginning.
No faith in fiction. Love is almighty. Nature will prevail.
Years back I attended animation classes at East Los Angeles College. One of the results was an animation short that I conjured for an assignment. I titled it “Mushroom Hill.” I kept it simple. Three characters. One good, one bad and a victim. I went as far as