Partial Success: Summer Goals Recap Week the Sixth (6th), Father's Day

It's Father's Day here in the USA, shout out to my old man, best dad ever! But he's not here, he and my little sister took off to California for a week and a half. Lucky fiend

So, my goals weren't disastrous this week! I did some 3D.

That's all, failed everywhere else. Ha! But this week maybe I'll do some stuff from those books I swore I'd use.

Always improvement! 

I didn't post this week's assignment from class because I'm really not proud of it. I'm a bit embarrassed by it, actually.

But here's some cool stuff:.

I was just practicing my foreshortening. I'm still rereading Eyeshield 21 and there's so much extreme perspective. I take a step back and look at it and I think, "I could do that!" So I'm trying to push myself more.

The blue and red guy holding the sword? His hand? I used reference! I was sitting in church (I was listening! I promise!) and I really needed a hand to make sure it looked right. I tried mine but would have had to break my arm to get it right. So I turned to my dear mother and bent her wrist all funky and drew that. So that's my mom's hand.

BONUS: I drew these last night.

It would that I was too scared to push the perspective on the samurai sword. Coward! I'll do better next time. Last night I was reading some Eyeshield 21 as a bedtime story. Yusuke Murata is such a good artist. He's really got no issues with pushing perspective and it looks so cool as a result. I want my own work to be that dramatic.

Looking at the skeleton in the next one reminds me I have to get started on my Gallery of Terror piece for this year. It's gonna be so spooky!

Now I'm going to school to finish my homework assignment. I hope somebody is there and will let me into the lab.

Bus 7/17/14, It's a Hat, Others

I'm tired and hungry. I've been so busy today. Here's my finished thingamajig:

I finished  Eyeshield 21 again today. Top 10 favorite comics, maybe top 5. It's such a good coming of age story. I love it so much because in high school I really identified with each of the protagonists- I was all of them as I struggled to make sense of who I was. Yeah, it sounds cheesy but whatever. I'm seriously about to pass out from lack of food. I just haven't had time to properly nourish my body outside of massive breakfast.

BUS STUFF:

And this. I'm so proud of this. Why does my brain do things like this!?

And the rest is just mind dump.