The last time Godzilla was in town, I schooled that muthafatha. He won’t be back any time soon …
Me and Mel
April 9th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
Idea #4 – Death By ANT FARM
April 8th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
Deer Resistance
April 5th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
A Real Gem of A Ditty
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.
Read the rest of this page »
Gaw-Dang Grape Flinger.
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.
Read the rest of this page »
Hatless Hill
March 28th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
Another friend, seen here in a way that is extemely rare: with naked hair.
Unca Sjoen
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.
From the Notebooks of …
March 26th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
From the Notebooks of …
March 24th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
Innocence or Conscious Choice?
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?
Read the rest of this page »
From the Notebooks of …
March 22nd, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
The Power Of Dissatisfaction
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.
Read the rest of this page »
#14 N-guh
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.
Donovon
March 10th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards
Mit
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?
Low
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?
Bad Drawings (worse penmanship)
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.
