I Yam What I Yam

So a couple of months back, I got a series of texts from a friend of mine regarding a commission that he wanted me to do.  It more or less went like this:

"Okay I know what I want, and it's kind of weird."

"Popeye and Bluto getting married with the slogan "I yam what I yam at the bottom of the page."

"Think you can do it?"

Uh, of course I can.  AND I DID.

I took my time with this piece, working to get the layout right and to figure out how to draw the characters right.  Once I did that the process went pretty smoothly.  I thought about adding more characters like Olive Oyl, but decided to keep things fairly simple.  I did end up deciding to make Wimpy the minister, because why not?

 After I inked the piece, I used a blue wash to give it a bit of a cool, romantic atmosphere.  I was pretty happy with how it turned out, but once it was done I scanned it, cleaned it up and added some more color in Photoshop, and here you go. 

Guy Gardner: Reborn

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I don't like Guy Gardner that much.  He's an asshole with a shitty costume, and I would probably rank him dead last on a list of my favorite Green Lanterns. But I was compelled to redesign him anyway after I read a comment about how it was stupid that characters like Superman and Batman got updated threads, but Guy Gardner, with his stupid vest and while gloves, did not.   It's just so...80s.  Anyway, he's the kind of character that doesn't like running around in tights like the rest of his contemporaries, so I gave him a simple, down to earth uniform.  Jacket, boots, pants, cool sideburns.  Even if he changed his look, I probably still wouldn't like Gardner, but it would be a start.

And Now, Something From The Abandoned Pile

I was looking through my junk in search of some tracing paper on Sunday when I came across some old art from an abandoned project that I worked on a few years back.  In 2008, I was commissioned to create a poster that would encourage Public Housing Residents who didn't speak much English to call for help in case something went wrong in their apartment (The idea being that many people are too shy or intimidated to call for help because of their apparently poor communication skills).    I worked on this project for a little while, but eventually it was just...forgotten.  I never even made a mock up of the final product, but I did illustrate these panels so show what kind of situations a resident might find themselves in.

Freezing to death with your family!

Freezing to death alone!

Tiny Insect Sandwiches!

 

Then if that stuff doesn't kill you, you're supposed to call the Service Center so you can get help.