True Story...

At one point, roundabout 2005, I felt it'd be a good idea for me to try drawing consistent characters. SHOCKINGLY, this plan did not bear fruit; I'm bored with my own drawing style halfway through everything I draw. Clearly, I should have given my animation major a leetle more practical thought before going through with it.

This one's new - it's lookin' like my consistency has not improved at all in the last 6 years. Go me!

All the rest of these are from 2004-5. And then I pretty much never drew these dudes again.

I just remember this guy's name was Connor Meile, after the line of vacuum cleaners. Not sure why, precisely, but they are good vacuums.


After drawing this guy, a very nice girl was enthusiastically emailing me about him, which was a little weird to me, as I think of everything I do as an isolated exercise in a corner of my apt, and am somehow always shocked to find out other people can see these things, too. Also, it's a little worrying to think that people may be looking to me for inspiration, since I spend the majority of my time drawing the dumbest ball-related puns I can think of.

He's carrying is some sort of weird old poison bottle I wanted at one point, but was not willing to spend 150 bucks on, because that is ridiculous. I'm sure somebody did, though. The jerk.

I really like double-breasted coats, but only on other people. I don't have time personally for that many buttons.

Adam, who is part owl, despite having neither wisdom nor comically round spectacles.

A lot of people still give me that exact same look.

I'm not even sure what this look means, but I can relate to it.

Dunno how he was planning on walking on those owl legs.

Sadly nerdily, I've also always had a thing for high collars and suspenders.

This sketch was originally captioned 'So I guess headphones make anyone look cool??' and got me a job with a book co in the UK when someone there came across it while looking for 'cool headphones'. Again, weird.

Super inconsistent, but I rather like this set.

Hallmark oldsters

YEAH still moving stuff over here. I used to sketch A LOT, apparently!

This was my Xmas card one year. It still applies.

This guy's name is Mali Auctor, which essentially means 'mischief maker', for what that's worth.

HONK HONK.

The explanation of this on my site was that he was 'a Cupid, fired for falling in love with a horse', which is a mystery to me. I do love Cupid in all his classical portrayals, though.

These are from an awesome, terrible comic I actually turned in for a grade my senior year, long after I'd stopped caring or trying to keep up appearances. My teacher seemed to understand this, and interestingly, it was one of the most educational classes in my entire college career.

Beware the Vampraisin

More old sketches, mostly from 2004, I think. I've never been into vampires, although I do find them an easy source of hilarity, what with the degree of total SRSNSS they seem to evoke in budding novelists and squealing teenage girls.

My favorite vampire-related plan was for one of my comic classes. I was going to tell the story of the dreaded Vampraisin, an evil undead sun-dried creature who sucks the juice of the other fruits in the produce dept. Then when he's full of their precious juice, he plumps back up into a grape. Sadly for the world of comics, I got lazy and never actually finished that assignment, although I do have some sketches.

Vampire arms must stay above the head at all times! This guy was going to be sharing a heart, 50's-maltshop style, but I never drew his companion for some reason. Possibly because drawing girl vampires somehow feels even nerdier than guy vampires, and I couldn't handle the crushing nerdgirl shame.

Another plan I had for something-or-other involved this guy, who is as embarassed by the vampire mythos as I am, and spent most of his time trying to avoid having to do anything vampire-y. I like that if he turned into mist, he would always reform in cliche vampire style; brooding sideburns, flouncy blouse, long flowy hair tied in a velvet ribbon, the works.

He had this little bird friend that wore a bear mask, but I have no idea why.

 

Perhaps the awesomest vampire thing ever is a little show called Vampire High. It mostly involves teen vampires hanging out in the basement of a university, (where they're the "night school students" GEDDIT???) being angsty and wearing increasingly absurd outfits.

My fav was the token "hot" girl who I swear to god was wearing cinnamon rolls on her head in one episode.

Another episode insisted on combining vampire lore with traditional samurai code, for some misguided reason.

I can't blame them for trying, but the only good use of vampires, Count Duckula, has already been done.