#art by others
#I giggled myself half to death over that first panel
I’ll be ur valentine, tanglefeets
(but seriously, I admire the heck out of you!! I hope doing these doodles to try and cheer you up isn’t weird, but I hate seeing people upset. Especially someone I look up to so much! You seem like a really cool and genuine person and even if your Valentine’s was cruddy, I hope that you can find somethin’ that’ll cheer you up!!)
Funny you should mention it, because I DID just find a little somethin’ to cheer me up after my cruddy Valentine’s (hint; this. It was this).
#art by others
Whenever Tanglefeets posts about being unhappy ways I am filled with the need to draw a silly doodle of their character
happy dance times
Mitzi is Wolfy’s, of course.
So, uh. Every time I throw myself a little self-pity-party on this blog (which I do oftener than I ought), Opferziege responds with an amazing doodle WITHIN MINUTES. It’s sorcery, I tells ya.
#Lousy stinkin' Valentine's Day
Dames! They’re the worst.
I wanted to draw something nice to mark the imminent arrival of my third-least-favorite day of the year, but I got all depressed and drew this instead.
#As they say in certain novels which I have not read
I’d love to say he has a deep, mellifluous baritone, but, well, I’m afraid I’ve always imagined him sounding kinda… somewhat… ever-so-slightly like this. Although perhaps just fractionally deeper, and without this character’s comically precise diction. But I definitely imagine him sounding like a cheap little hood. Not the kind of guy who’d land a whole lot of audiobook gigs.
And this is only tangentially related, but a while ago someone asked me to recommend some old-time radio series, so while I’m thinking of it, here are a few of my favorites:
Richard Diamond, Private Detective, starring Dick Powell
Pat Novak for Hire, starring Jack Webb of ‘Dragnet’ fame
The Saint, starring Vincent Price
The Adventures of Sam Spade
X Minus One
#He's been trying to catch that cockroach for a week
Here, have some more of this nonsense because I’m desperately trying to psych myself up to meet with a client in an hour and I’m terrified, why can’t we just do this over the dang phone, why do they need to see my stupid face, aaah help.
In a recent picset, Clytie says she talked Izzy into producing a theater piece for her, with the implication that she has done this at least a few times before. Does Izzy have money? I always got the idea that he's a destitute and feckless layabout more concerned with projecting the image of affluence than actually doing anything worthwhile that might bring him affluence, and certainly not the type to have the money to give to what are apparently doomed avante garde performance art pieces.
You’re right, Izzy is completely penniless, but he still manages to fast-talk the occasional financier into backing dubious theatrical ventures like Clytie’s. And if the legitimate showbiz backers don’t bite, he’ll fall back on other, less reputable sources of capital. He only very rarely produces shows himself — he mainly just acts as an agent and promoter for individual artists, and sometimes as a personal manager. All of which, I realize, are distinct professions nowadays (although less so in the past, from what little information I’ve managed to dig up), but Izzy has a pretty unorthodox business model. He handles everything from posting bail for kleptomaniac stage conjurers to finding veterinary care for performing cockroaches to fixing runs in showgirls’ nylons. He’s actually remarkably hardworking (although I realize everything I’ve posted so far would seem to imply that he just sits around boozing and occasionally dances a half-hearted foxtrot or two), but his propensity for borrowing heavily to promote questionable talent means that he’s always deeply in debt.
Sorry, not a very interesting reply, but it was a good question! Thanks!
#yadda yadda yadda
"…because i think my mask came to life."
SUPER DUPER SPECIAL thank you to Tanglefoot for inviting me into her home for Mardi Gras. Dude, I owe you so fucking much. Have a confused Izzy harassed by my dinosaur
Hey, you don’t owe me zip, I’m really looking forward to it! Hope you enjoy
sharing a single bathroom with about seven other people, stepping around rotten floorboards and hanging out with a shy, perpetually confused little dork uh, hope you enjoy good times!
Here, have some more Clytie.
Heyhey, thanks for sharing your sketches! Say, could you tell me how you use the blue and red lines? Do they fulfill diffferent functions in the sketch?
Sure thing! I generally start off by sketching with red lead (I use a mechanical pencil and 2mm Staedtler Mars Lumochrome leads, if anyone’s curious) and just lay down an unholy mess of scribbly lines. Then I go back over it with the blue lead and try to refine the sketch a little, pick out the lines I want to keep. After that I’ll usually whack it on the lightbox (a new acquisition — until very recently I was clipping my drawings to a clear plastic clipboard and holding them up to my desk lamp) and trace the final line art with ink and brush or a felt tip pen. I guess I mainly use colored leads because I like their slightly waxy consistency — I’ve never really made use of their non-photo properties. I just find that graphite pencils are a little too slick and frictionless for me. And the contrast between the red and blue helps me to discern my underdrawing from my under-underdrawing. Anyhow, here’s a slightly messier sketch (still far from the messiest) which might help to illustrate what I was describing.
… And I’m sure that’s far more than any of you wanted to know. Sorry. Procrastinating again.