The doodle exercise I did for class. We had to fill an A3 page with unconscious doodling.
This was the most fun thing I’ve ever done. Like, at all. I spent 5 hours on this thing.
I should get paid to do this.
One day an average graphic designer had a freak accident with a radioactive printing press, and having gained unusual superpowers decided to become…
DEFENDER OF DESIGN
With the power to fix bad layout with just a touch, all the world’s bad design will soon be eradicated! But can Captain Kerning keep up when the number of awful designs is growing exponentially? Cue his trusty sidekick, Font Fellow. Though still young, he has a talent for spotting the difference between good and bad design. Together, nothing can stop them…
But all goes wrong when they run into The Silver Serif, Captain Kerning’s arch nemesis. Though not particularly evil, he is intent on making life harder for the Captain just for the hell of it. He does so by kidnapping the damsel-in-no-distress-whatsoever Emma, so that Captain Kerning will come to her aid. Emma actually couldn’t care less about what happens, And just wants to go home.
I had to make a booklet in class about a typeface, and since I chose a comic book font I got to use it as a theme and created a bunch of characters!
Captain Kerning is supposed to be the super muscly super handsome main character because comic books are lame like that. The Silver Serif is a parody of all the female villains I found while researching, where the requirement is for them to be ‘sultry’ (screams “sexism” into the night). Also, that outfit is pretty gr9. Font Fellow is the sidekick, nothing particularly special about him. Emma is my favourite, because she is in no way the common damsel-in-distress and calls these guys out on their dumbassery. While captured she tweets about it because it’s that lame.
Since I never update, I figured I’d give you these random doodles from class.
These are the cards I made for my group of close friends and my younger sister. There were also giftbags filled with chocolate. (I made myself one too, didn’t want to feel left out. Yes, all the chocolate is gone now.) I guess I was the Leslie Knope of the group today. We agreed to rotate the responsibility every year, but I still enjoyed doing nice things for my friends!
It’s that time of year again, so I made some cards I can hand out to my friends!
I think that Valentine’s Day being solely for people in romantic relationships is dumb. I have a lot of friends who I love platonically, so I should be able to give them a card and some chocolate for being awesome.
If you want to use this, go ahead. I guess just credit me if you can? I’m not going to copyright doing something nice for your friends.
My close group of friends get special TV quote cards that I will post here on/after Valentine’s Day.
Christmas cards I made for my friends. (I bet you’re all reeaally jealous that you’re not friends with me.)
Not to say I wouldn’t draw anything for anyone else. I’d be happy to fill requests if I actually got any.
(Also never ever gonna stop the punk hair.)
I know my Homestar Runner phase was before I found Tumblr but I am disgusted that you all don’t know how much I love these guys.
Whenever I did humanised fanart I always based it on tychosexual’s designs because I loved them (and they are still fantastic). But now I’m trying to avoid plagiarism and make drawing these characters more personal. So here they are!
Homestar is tall and skinny with slightly uncontrollable curly hair. Strong Bad is short and slightly pudgy around his stomach. His hair is the result of when he got drunk, decided it needed to be more punk and also dyed it blue. He regrets that decision most days, and covers it up with his mask. (Damn he makes it work, though.)
I’m considering putting Homestar in shorts. And long socks. (Also one day I will draw him in daisy dukes like I said I would two years ago.)
I was required to draw a face in tomorrow’s class, and I thought what better face to draw than the most beautiful one the world has ever seen? I wanted to do a trial run drawing first because I didn’t want to screw it up. Then it got a little out of control. This is my life now.
It’s not perfect but it’s the best work I’ve done yet, so I don’t really care. (Also my poor cartridge paper didn’t know what was coming when I did the hair.)