April 1st, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
I love the potential rhythm of language; tongue twisters, alliteration, rhyme – I mess around with this stuff all the time.
When a friend asked me to hear the phrase “jiggle it a little, it’ll open,” saying that it was worthy of the “Mairzy Dotes” treatment, well, I couldn’t resist.
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March 30th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
I’m sitting at the computer, typing away, when out of nowhere a grape hits me in the elbow.
My daughter, Mel, is lying on the couch just a few feet away, sniggering, her back to me as she watches a dvd. My cat, Ralph, has just come around the corner of my desk and is looking up at me in my dismay.
“Did you just throw a grape at me?” I ask, indignant, reaching down to retrieve the offending fruit.
“What?” my daughter laughs.
I playfully toss the grape back at her and it bounces off her head.
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March 28th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
Another friend, seen here in a way that is extemely rare: with naked hair.
March 26th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
This is a friend of mine. Actually he’s a mutant bastard who threatened to pull my lungs out through my urethra if I didn’t sketch him up.
And he could do it, too – he’s all about the urethra, Unca Sjoen is.
Watch it, kiddies.
March 26th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
March 24th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
March 23rd, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
I know my mother would argue innocence, charging that it is only the filthy mind of our brave, new America that would draw any inappropriate conclusions from the design of these toys and, to a certain degree, I would have to acknowledge the sagacity of this argument but, I ask you, was there no point that, in the designer’s minds, they didn’t at least question the proposed placement of certain functional parts?
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March 22nd, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
March 17th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
I’m lucky and I know it.
I was born in the late 60’s, in the US, to lower-middle class parents, and was raised in a neighborhood with a big waterfall. I had a great mom, we never went hungry, and I had access to education, medicine, and culture. In the areas where I lived, if you wanted a job, all you had to do was go out and get one – or that’s how it was for me from the late 80’s to the mid 00’s.
Recently, however, things have not been so good for me and, though I’m not a whiner, when people ask me how specific things are going, I don’t feel like sugar coating it for them.
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March 14th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
This is an Illustrator update of an ink sketch I did in a small notebook a few years back.
“N-guh” is a comment of forced momentum, expressing fatigue and disinterest, with a sprinkling of sarcasm, when facing an uninspiring day or chore.
March 10th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
March 6th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
This is an Illustrator update of an ink sketch I did in a small notebook a few years back.
The original drawing – a boxing-gloved fist, upraised in triumph – bled through the paper so I used the ghost lines on the other side to create “Mit”.
He has a theoretical counterpart named “Gluff” whom I’ve never drawn.
Aint that fascinating?
March 5th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
This is an Illustrator update of an ink sketch I did in a small notebook a few years back.
The moon is purely digital – the intertwining branches were all of the sketch when I scanned it in.
I could draw things like this every day, had I the time. I wonder why?
March 4th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
This is an ink sketch I did in a small notebook a few years back.
I had just started a graphic design class that – horrors! – wanted me to draw with a pencil and pen, not a computer! I was scared to death.
In response I began sketching everywhere, on anything.
I absolutely suck as an illustrator (without a computer) but I like things like this, anyhow.
February 27th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
This is an Illustrator illustration of a cell phone pic. Aint I cute?
February 22nd, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
February 17th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
I was talking with an attractive young woman the other day about my job when she asked me if I found it cathartic.
She’d read somewhere that working with dough could be cathartic.
Now, what we were really doing was a little light flirting in the form of trying to assure each other that we aren’t stupid, even though we’re both employed at a supermarket.
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February 7th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
So, how about that Superbowl last weekend, eh?
What about that one play with the guy when he had the ball and it was like, wow? And that other one, where the guy got tackled? And that one call – WTF was the ref thinking? Well, at least that one team won. Unless you were rooting for the other team, the Cincinnati Bagels or whatever …
Okay, I admit it: I didn’t watch the Superbowl.
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