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April, 2005

  1. Very Cool Friday Thing

    April 29, 2005 by Collin

    Found over at News of the Dead. This site offers, for free, “very high quality scans of famous screen stars and their movies, mostly from the 1940′s and earlier.” All I can say is, very cool!


  2. Sketching Exercise #2

    April 29, 2005 by Collin

    Here I go in the second round of the sketching exercise. I had two participants offering descriptions this time. First up, Kerrie:

    Here’s my description: pale skin, sunken eyes, protruding cheekbones, red lips, black hair.


    I suppose she could have been describing Michael Jackson…

    Next, thefoxymama gets most bewildering with this one:

    Pink like a rose, a mind like a steel trap, a Maserati, a large dictionary, twinkly eyes and an ‘updo’


    Seriously Foxy, you had me stumped so I went for “funny” haha. Um. Yeah.

    Anyone else interested in describing something? This time around, if you would like, make it an object rather than a person or animal.


  3. The girl lacks self-control.

    April 28, 2005 by Collin

    Heather’s post about Jordyn (my five year old girl for those of you new to the “scene”) and her admitting to having no self-control reminded me of when I came home from work a few days back.

    I walked into the kitchen and saw, written on the floor in marker, Jordyn’s name. One and a half times, I believe. Heather was there with me and it was the first she had seen it as well. I think we both called her into the kitchen at the same time. She walked in with her eyes all big because she knows that tone in my voice. It’s the “you’re in trouble” tone.

    We asked her why she had written her name on the floor. She thought for a couple seconds (you could almost see the excuses stumbling through her wee head) and then she said, “I was drawing on the paper and it slipped.” And her eyes got bigger, because really, that was the best she could do?

    I don’t think she was trying to be funny, but we couldn’t help but laugh and it lightened the mood a bit. After explaining that we knew the marker DIDN’T slip and how writing on the floor was “bad”, I wiped it up with a sponge that Heather gave me. Fortunately it was one of her markers and not one of my Sharpies which would have remained in the linoleum until the floor was replaced or until God said, “Game over!”

    She promised she wouldn’t write or draw on the floor again.

    Instead she wrote on my bathroom wall in pencil.


  4. PoE Project #6

    April 28, 2005 by Collin

    Now I’m back to putting the PoE box on the bottom. I’ve had two more votes on its placement in my comments on the third one. The majority of opinion givers seems to think it’s more fun seeing what I came up with first, and then finding out why I was so randomly insane. Sounds good to me! And would you look at those hands?! Sheer poetry in lines! Not lines of words, lines on paper. That aren’t letters. Nevermind; bad analogy. It just goes to show what sitting around and thinking about doing something that you’ve put off for around 12 years can accomplish! Wow!

    Click the pic to see some of the most amazingly lifelike and intricate balloon sculptures ever to put a smile on a dying child’s lips and a twinkle in God’s eye! Or an “Error 404″ page not found message. Or a porn site that took over the domain name when the balloonie loonies’ contract expired. I don’t know.


  5. Ask not for whom the phone rings.

    April 27, 2005 by Collin

    I talked to my daughter on the phone a few minutes ago:

    she: “Guess what?”

    me: “What?”

    she: “Chicken butt! (laughter)” She’s been doing that for AGES now, thanks to my sister.

    me: “I knew you were going to say that.”

    she: “I just made up a new joke but you don’t want to hear it.”

    me: “Oh? You may be right.” I was thinking as I said it that I wasn’t being especially supportive with her creative endeavors and that I should just grit my teeth and say, “tell me your new joke sweetie.” and let it fall where it may. Don’t want to damage her ego unnecessarily.

    she: “It’s like the fifth or fourth joke I’ve ever made up, but you won’t like it.” She does that. Uses her numbers backwards. Is that a good sign or a bad sign? I don’t know but there seems to be no fixing her.

    me: “Um. So. What is your new joke?” I ask with much hesitation.

    she: “You can hear it if you want to, but you’ll be disgusted! (lots of laughter, woo-golly good times ahead)”

    But her mother made her say goodbye before I got to hear the joke. I’m guessing, and this is just a guess, but I’m guessing it has something to do with either “poop” or “farts” or SOME combination thereof, for that IS the pinnacle of humor in her mind these days. That and chicken butts.


  6. The Conversations in My Head:

    April 27, 2005 by Collin

    Everybody has them. I’m sure of it. Situations they find themselves in trigger little conversations in their head that never actually happen, but could have. You do it too. Don’t lie to me. This is one I had while leaving work yesterday.

    Scene: Me at the stop sign waiting to turn left out of the parking lot. A cop car is approaching from the left, too close to turn in front of so I wait. Five feet from the turn he flips on his signal and passes me on my side. I catch his eyes and the thoughts begin…

    Me: “Oh, way to go flatfoot. I could have gone 3 seconds earlier if you had just signaled when you should have.”

    Him: “I’m not a beat cop*. I drive a car all day.”

    Me: “… flatass.”


    * I had heard ages ago that police earned the name “flatfoot” prior to the extensive use of automobiles because when they walked the beat over time they would develop arch problems. Do I have any idea if this is true? No. No I don’t. But that nugget of info is what passed through a sub level of my consciousness while the “conversation” was happening. I am wired weird.


  7. CliparToon #53: Be a mentor.

    April 27, 2005 by Collin

    Wow. I was looking back through the posts and I noticed I hadn’t done a CliparToon in quite some time. I decided last week to make fewer of them – three a week tops – to allow for other things. It was starting to feel like they were all I was doing and I didn’t want that to happen. So. There you go.

    This one amuses me. That’s probably a bad thing, but I can’t help grinning when I look at that goony child and imagine her saying that line from Silence of the Lambs. Sure, it would be far less amusing if it were happening in my bedroom at 3am, but at this distance it makes me smile. Is that so wrong?


  8. PoE Project #5

    April 26, 2005 by Collin

    Okay, I thought about not posting this one because it’s… um… “not so good” BUT! I don’t know if I’ll have time to do much else today, so here it is, the fifth in a series that I didn’t think would make it past two:

    Click the pic if you wanna see if the fun, acne-scarred webpage from the year 2000 still exists.

    Of all the things I draw, hands give me the most difficulty – closely followed by feet. As I’m sure you could tell. It took me longer to draw the one pinching hand than it did the rest of the drawing. As I’m sure you could tell. The hand on the table I just quickly sketched out, hated and moved on rather than mess with it any more.

    This morning I spent at least 15 minutes pouring over my bookshelves in an attempt to find the book The Book of a Hundred Hands. I bought this quite a long time ago in an attempt to improve on drawing hands. It didn’t work then, but I was hoping it would work now. However I couldn’t find it so instead I brought Drawing Dynamic Hands which I also bought quite a long time ago in a failed attempt to improve my skills. I plan on going over it at lunch, doing some hand sketches and mastering it within the hour. Hah!

    I remember in one of my life drawing courses* one instructor said that drawing hands and feet were commonly one of the most difficult things for an artist to do. Closely followed by convincing draping. That is why you will usually see a novice artist obscure the hands and feet when possible (occasionally by unconvincing draping) rather than make the attempt. I know I used to. It’s time to tackle this annoyance and get past it. By God! Heh.


    * Yes. I’ve had life drawing course. Four in fact. Paid oodles of money that is part of the $9,000+ I still owe in student loans, but you sure couldn’t tell by looking at my work now, could you?


  9. Sketching Exercise #1

    April 25, 2005 by Collin

    A few days back I asked for people to describe something, without telling me what it was, and I would try to draw it and then show the results. Three people gave it a go. Here are the results:

    First up, Heather:

    small & light with black eyes, grey and white fur. White paws, thin white tail.


    (I just rushed it near the end. It is just a sketch afterall.)

    Then we have Derek, who later told me he meant “peanuts”, not “corn.” To which I say tough:

    smallish, brown, no tail, bits of corn, no feet.


    (He already told me he was describing a Snickers bar. Silly Derek, Snickers don’t have CORN!)

    And finally, Justin C. (who has jumped into the blogging pool and is linked in my sidebar):

    small and furry like a rat, brown, eats bits of corn, has rat-like feet, a long rat-like tail, a ratty nose, makes rat sounds, and smells (oh wait… you can’t draw smells…) looks like a rat. So draw that you hack! Bet you don’t even know what i’m describing! HA!


    (I think I’m way off on this one.)

    And there you have it. If anyone else would like to offer a description for me to sketch up, feel free to do so at this post.


  10. A game for your weekend

    April 22, 2005 by Collin



    This is the most relaxing “game” I’ve played in quite some time. Give it a shot. See what kind of chain reaction you can set off. My high score is 2107.