
Not even close to being done but I wanted to post my idea.
This is my Stomach parasite I had when I was sick a while back. Okay maybe it didn't look like this but it felt like it did. I couldn't move for a week and my body was in pain all over. Cold sweats and sleepless nights of terror. So why not make a cool drawing of that nightmare. Stay away from the all you can eat buffets. Or you might get one of your own...
I said I wouldn't do any more characters and Im trying not to, but I really like birds and I enjoy watching and studying the characteristics and behaviors of crazy looking birds. One of my favorite birds is the Cassowary. If you never seen one you should Google it. It's pretty crazy beautiful. So, I wanted to design a flightless bird. I used the Cassowary and Ostrich for ideas.
Okay, I know its not all the way finished but Im sick of this crazy guy. This will be the last character for a while. I'll be doing more background stuff. This guy is done like a real painting. A under drawing or sketch then locked in. I understand I have a long way to go. But I wanted to share. I guess I miss show and tell...
I was thing of a new story about mutant soldiers from the highest top secret level of the military. These creatures are dropped from an air unit into enemy territory. Each soldier is designed for every terrain and region. This allows for maximum stealth and reconnaissance. Jungle and desert creatures are the most successful. Under water and flying soldiers are still in design.
GRRRrrrrrr! If I had a picture of what my hunger would look like, well here you are. A raging beast. GRRrrrrrrrrrr! When lunch time hits I run down Powell to find the best place to calm the belly beast. Wraps, sandwich, Burrito, any thing will do. Just feed it now. Just playing, this is a sketch in the book I colored in Photoshop. I want to get better at coloring. So I have to keep working...
As a kid I use to have bad dreams. Who hasn't right! but some times it felt real. No I mean really, real. Like remembering smell. Maybe it's just having a over active imagination who knows. But this guy is real. I never told any body about this guy before. I haven't seen him since I was about 9 years old. He was no taller then a dog. Maybe about 3.5 or 4 feet high. he smells like old milk. only seen him on cold nights. I will never forget his smile and his red little eyes. Little feet and hands with long sharp nails. Rags for cloths and buckle with a upside down cross on it. He never did any thing to me, just stood in the corner where the light didn't reach. all I could see is the red eyes. In a whisper with his low gargled voice, he would say. Sweet Dreams!