A new pencil, and the importance of consistency

Artists, and creators in general, can be a strange breed. Notwithstanding all of the devious and unusual things we come up with, especially as a horror creator, our actions often seem unusual to the general public.

For example, I spent a good amount of yesterday looking for a new pencil.

Now, for most people, a pencil is a pencil. In fact, I have dozens of pencils, all of which have their particular values. I have what I would call a crapload of Prismacolor Turquoise pencils, from 6B all the way to 4H (there may even be a 6H in there somewhere).… Read the rest

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A Momentary Lapse of Reason

I’ve spent the last couple of weeks, while still working on projects and doing art and design, in a bit of a lost sense. I’m not sure why, but I’ve reached a bit of a crossroads with the world. Almost like this long, perceived journey is about to take on a different tact since the end of the last job.

But the more I think of it, the end of the last job isn’t exactly it either. Sure, being laid off from regular employment means many things, not the least of which is a distinct lack of funding.… Read the rest

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Russ’ Art Blog: Found Drowned

Continuing on my art posts of really happy, joyous images (reference: sarcasm), here is Vasily Perov’s Found Drowned (1867, Oil on canvas, 27″ x 42″). I’ve had a bookmark for it for awhile, and I think it’s an interesting piece.

I think it’s one of those pieces that has a story behind it, but still lets the viewer decide on their own what they think.  It’s obviously not a happy piece, but it also comes across as taking place after the real event in a way that we are now starting the next journey.… Read the rest

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