Archive for November, 2009

President #35

Monday, November 30th, 2009

The story of President Andrew Johnson is yet another example of the grand American Dream: That any man can raise himself by his bootstraps from poverty and ignorance, to rise through the ranks of society till one day that man can be successful and well spoken enough to be roundly vilified by everyone around him, until he is barely acquitted from impeachment just because he tried to deny others the very same chance he had to follow the American Dream.

That old story.

Also, I thought he would look pretty cool as a magical centaur warrior.

Clay, leather and acrylic 10″ tall

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A playlist for your food coma.

Wednesday, November 25th, 2009

Enjoy your turkey, Turkey. BURN!

1. Long, Long, Long - The Beatles
2. Love and Doubt - Slow Runner
3. Be Kind + Rewind - Rogue Wave
4. Chantecler - Cosio
5. The Beast and Dragon, Adored - Spoon
6. Comfort Inn - Lewis & Clarke
7. Curse Your Branches - David Bazan
8. Fly Me to the Moon - Frank Sinatra
9. Diamonds - Tandemoro
10. Challengers - The New Pornographers

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Just, you know, sculpting robots.

Tuesday, November 24th, 2009

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Interviewing My Sock Puppet

Wednesday, November 18th, 2009

Been a while since I posted this… Ahh, so innocent back then. So young. About a year and a half ago.

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Rejected Cartoon #2

Monday, November 16th, 2009

This was based on a headline that said kids are starting not to like Miley Cyrus.

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Rejected cartoon

Friday, November 13th, 2009

I was approached this week by a nice lady who wondered if I would be interested in doing a few cartoons for the site she worked for, sort of a celebrity blog. So I worked up this one based on one of their headlines about Ari Gold.

Did not get the job.

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Trying out the old iPhone voice control

Thursday, November 12th, 2009

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An unfinished story

Sunday, November 8th, 2009

Yeah, I’m never going to finish this. Feel free to take a crack at the next part and send it to me…

Deet was a robot. He was made four feet tall, so that his owners didn’t feel intimidated by his metal alloy frame. There was actually a lot of thought put into his design in that respect. The engineers sat through many day-long meetings, and each morning they started with the same premise: Let’s make something very special, but let’s make it in such a way that no one will really know how special it really is. Especially the thing itself.

Everyone likes to feel superior, it’s just human nature. And if you’re going to buy a $300,000 robot, you better not have to feel silly standing next to it. No, happy customers like to feel they can push their android products around, even if the android has an IQ of 950 and can squat thrust an ambulance.

So Deet was designed with the very best wiring and mechanical guts science could assemble, crammed into a delicate four-foot body, then given a pale yellow coat of hardened acrylic paint. Artists had sculpted his face to have a weak, sloping chin and added a stooped back. His eyes could see a pine needle at ten miles, but were covered by a shiny epoxy layer that added a glassy, silly look which one magazine called “the gaze of a dull child, quite possibly the effect of prenatal drinking on the part of the robotic mother.”

The height of twenty thousand professional’s talents and three billion dollars in research, Deet felt akin to an iron.

Sitting at night in a cupboard, plugged into the outlet, he hummed a song he had heard in the assembly plant. He didn’t know the words but there was something about the melody that was sweet and sad. “Da dee da dum, de dum, Lay la dum.” It made him feel something. It was vague and warm and unexpected, and he couldn’t quite say what it was he felt, but he found the song lovely. He would hum for an hour or so, and then click off into hibernate mode.

And so it was, crouched under the counter and humming lay la dum, that the cat found Deet.

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7 Up Commercial

Friday, November 6th, 2009

Brad Garrett is my best friend now.  Or at least at one point at the end of the shoot I mumbled, “Nice to meet you” and awkwardly shook his hand as he was leaving. That counts as BFF’s right?

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Help me understand

Thursday, November 5th, 2009

Today on the 10 I caught this license plate.

It intrigued me, enough to race through traffic to illegally take a photo of it. So subtle, so mysterious. Whatever could it mean? Here are my three best guesses. What am I missing here?

Plausible, but she didn’t really look like Spike Lee.

Don’t get me wrong, they are GREAT. Medieval Snuggies. But why would you need more than one?!?

Not likely. If the lady is classy enough to drive an Impala, I doubt she’d be proud of her shaving mistakes.

I don’t know. None of these seem like valid enough loves to declare on your government issued car ID. Lady, you got me. You got me. Any ideas?

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