Poster design for the Comic Book- The Elements- also as the Volume's Cover. My new photoshop brushes are effing AMAZING.
Other than THAT:
Been busy as hell with my comic book work, and I got a lot of steam breathing down the back of my neck. Almost finalized all character designs. Its just I drew them on massive pieces of Bristol and they don't FIT in my scanner. I'll try photographing them.
I also have two other commissions on the go- I'm just wacky! Been kinda anti-social right now, except seeing my closest friends- just too busy. Its been crazy around here.
Every since Dad lost his job, everything has been turned up a notch. Money is tight as hell, that for sure- but Tuition is paid off, thank god!
My dad installed a new Kitchen sink- Stainless Steel- first time ever doing it. He did GREAT except, the sink was too big, so he had to SAW another 3 inches, through our counter to make it fit. AND THEN, the pipes didn't line up to the drain holes...and he had to take apart the pluming and CUT the damn pipes. But he did it- and it looks amazing.
AND then my `rents decided to paint the front porch. Sounds simple enough- Not for this family-
My dad`s ladder went through the laddace wall, he cut his shin open, RIGHT to the bone. I was like "OMG, I can see your Tibia!" There was a lot of blood. I mean A LOT. All down his legs, puddled into his sandals, dripping every where. When i took of his sandal, it was CAKED to his skin. My mom was sick, so I was the one who applied the first aid- since blood, guts, bone marrow- no deal for me. ( Is that normal?) I elevated his foot, cleaned and antiseptic-fy it, Polysporned it, Gauzed ( And then at that moment my mom wanted to help to applied the gauze tape, except she made it crooked, and thus the hair pulling and my daddy swearing like a sailor. He told me to do it) I told him to relax, ice the swelling and go to the clinic....The whole I'm-gonna-do-it-my-way gene gets very tired-some. The stubborn old man, did not go get stitches, he wrapped it up, went back to ...taking the rest of the wall down and plans to make another railing.
His shin and his toe were the only thing damaged...AAAND having a tub of paint pore all over his head- look like mud. And yeah, its healing good, but Tibia is still saying 'hello'
If I EVER get that stubborn- knock me unconscious and DRAG me to the clinic!
But I have to say, the front porch looks amazing, and bigger now that its so OPEN.
Guess that is what you call a 'beautiful disaster'.
~Jac