
Something shocking happened in front of him.
Or behind him?

Something shocking happened in front of him.
Or behind him?

Cyclops’ nickname in the early issues of X-Men was “Slim”, yet I never thought he was drawn particularly skinnier or ganglier than Angel or Iceman, or even Professor X. So I fixed it.

Over Christmas my former friend asked if she could draw me something as a present. I said yes, she asked me what I would want. Whenever any of my friends asks me what I want them to draw, I say Blue Beetle (Ted Kord). Not being comfortable drawing male characters, she drew a female version. I drew my own version of her version, which can be seen below. Mine is much better.


Oh. Hey. What happened? What’s goin’ on? How’re you?
So.
I realized today that it was exactly two years ago that I had started my initial Sketch-A-Day project. I worked on it for 369 (my brotha!) days straight and never missed a day. It was an incredibly productive year, if otherwise meaningless. It was tiring and hard, but I dug it. Most of all, the process got me out of a deep depression I had been in (Adam Hughes ruined my life. Read through the archives to find out all about it). When I stopped actively doing a sketch-a-day, I had big plans and was looking forward to taking my time on some art and maybe working on a more long-term project.
This last year has been the least productive of my life, and I am the laziest person I know.
Fuck.
I’m in that same funky depression I was in two years ago, but this time I don’t have Adam Hughes to blame. It’s all me, buddy.
So, I have a tumblr page where I re-post all my old art in chronological order. By absolute fucking coincidence, today’s post was my very first sketch-a-day drawing from two years ago. Exactly. Weird, right? But I had been thinking about that year. I kind of missed it. I was trying things and mostly failing, but I was trying. Drawing anything has been an absolute struggle in the past year, and it was because I was aimless.
Even though I would love to try making a comic or something, it’s an amorphous blob of an idea with a really loose goal, and that’s not a thing I’m good with. I am good with small goals. A drawing a day.
So I’m starting the sketch-a-day again. I need to up my output. The thing is, I know in my heart I need to think and work bigger, but I need to get off my ass first. So, this can’t just be random sketches. It will be, though, for a while. I’m still figuring it out right now.
But I know this: this isn’t only a year-long thing. I’m gonna try to keep going for as long as I can until I can figure out what I’m doing here.
Until that point, here are my rules (similar to the first go-round):
1) I will spend a minimum of 10 minutes on any sketch or drawing posted.
2) There will at least one color piece a week
3) Draw. Post it. Every day.
As with the last time, I will take requests. Also I will be working on getting my current list of commissions done, and still accepting new commissions.
Insanity begins anew!

I don’t know what the fuck this is.

Old school, disco Nightwing. I don’t care, I dig the costume.
I also forced myself to draw this since I’ve been completely unproductive, unmotivated and unwilling to work on anything.

Popeye Doyle eating Popeye’s chicken while looking for Popeye. Again, bad at likenesses, but this one goes deep.

I recently learned that Jack Kirby worked on the Turbo Teen cartoon. Blew my mind.