It’s bike-riding time

It’s bike-riding time

Finally, with the cooler weather and fading Monsoon season, bike-riding time has come to Phoenix. And none too soon. Making-of video Also on Relatively Average: Phoenix DinoCon Hanging out with the full moon Dinosaur...
Dinosaur Hunting

Dinosaur Hunting

A while back, I saw a cool illustration of a Tyrannosaur following a truck (probably one of the Ford Explorers from Jurassic Park) through a dense forest. Unfortunately, I forgot where I saw the image and haven’t been able to find it online. This weekend, I decided to make my own. Drawing in the crash-tastic ProCreate for iPad application, I sketched it out as best I could remember, then colorized it. The original I saw was predominantly red, I believe, and while I liked the urgency that created in the image, I went with the early morning cooler tones of the purples and blues…this could be the part of the scene where the occupants of the car don’t realize they’re being hunted yet, although I’m sure that will come soon enough. Even though I lightened the image up in Photoshop prior to posting, it’s still way too dark. The top of the image contains fronds and vines hanging from the trees, and the bottom third has plants and reflections caused by the illumination of the trucks headlights. Sadly, on the iPad, it really has a nice balance of light and dark. The “making of” video: Also on Relatively Average: Justa Poboy – An Edgar Allen Poe Illustration Zinno Good Night, Robin...
Another portrait attempt

Another portrait attempt

After catching up with a friend I haven’t seen since high school, I thought it might be an interesting challenge to draw someone from memory. Having only taken one picture that turned out dark that evening I didn’t have a lot to go on other than memory, so it was definitely difficult. In the end I can’t say that I am thrilled with it, but it is what it is. I guess that’s the point of practicing, right?     The behind the scenes video This is the part of the post where I usually show the video of the sped-up animation process, but the ProCreate app managed to crash multiple times during the process. Although it didn’t lose my drawing, it did lose the first half of the illustration, which in this one, was the most interesting. So no video on this one. Also on Relatively Average: Justa Poboy – An Edgar Allen Poe Illustration Zinno Using the Procreate App for iPad for...
Good Night, Robin Williams

Good Night, Robin Williams

Robin Williams (July 21, 1951 – August 11, 2014) The other day, when I heard that Robin Williams had died, and that it was (at that point) a suspected suicide, it broke my heart. Having grown up watching Williams on TV and in the movies, I had trouble believing that he had taken his own life. Then when the word came out that he was suffering from depression, and that it really was self-inflicted, it killed me. Depression is so powerful, so all-encompassing, that even the people who bring joy and laughter to millions aren’t immune to its effects. I had the idea that I wanted to do a fun illustration of him, kind of an homage, so I started sketching, based off a photo I had found. The problem is, I am not great at drawing people. Given that constraint, I thought maybe it would be better if I tried to make it more of a modern piece, where the color and lines weren’t realistic, but representational. Bright colors would lighten the mood, and the picture could be a celebration of a life rather than inspired by his death. I am also not great at that kind of art. My wife looked at the picture above and said he looks like “an evil Ronald McDonald.” And she’s right; this image is scary. But it wasn’t meant to be. I thought about not posting it, just holding onto it and making it my way of processing the news. It could live in my iPad forever and only show up in screensavers of my camera roll. But then I began...
Hanging out with the full moon

Hanging out with the full moon

The neighbors oleanders rise like kelp into the ocean of night sky behind over our back yard.   Last night, at the end of a very long day that began with a five and a half mile hike around the neighborhood and ended with replacing the bumpers on my car, after I got the dogs kenneled for the night and the house cleaned up, I decided that it was one of those rare nights when it was cool enough to sit outside and enjoy the night. The fact is, it wasn’t. It was still in the high nineties, and because this is our monsoon season, the humidity was at an uncomfortable level. But if I sat just right, and the breeze hit our yard at just the right angle, it was tolerable. Lighting up the last cigar I have at home, left over from the fishing trip my father and I took in July, I sat in the Adirondack chair on the back patio with my feet in the grass, watching the not-quite-supermoon-yet full moon float by over the neighbors oleander trees. The way they swayed together in the breeze it was easy to imagine they were kelp, dancing in unison to the silent music of an ocean current, reaching for the surface. I sat there for a long time, just sitting alone in the quiet darkness, thinking about life and work and some friends I hadn’t thought about in years; letting my mind wander isn’t something I give it much opportunity to do. That’s one of the things I really enjoy about cigars: I’m not much of a smoker, so...