In the same way that people who hear you speak for the first time might be able to recognize an accent, people who come across my work as an illustrator, claim to be able to spot a style. Some hidden (to me anyways) pattern of expressive and creative habits that come together on screen. To this day, I both have doubted that I have any discernible accent AND that I have any locked down illustrative style. Continue reading “Rediscovering my ‘Style’”
One second I’m 90% Native American, and the next… only 43%. The latest updates are in, and it seems they significantly changed from when I first got my DNA results. I can’t wait to see what happens in a few months to a year. I’ll suddenly have ancestry in Switzerland. Not that there is anything wrong with Switzerland!! I would love to visit, but come on! How reliable are these tests after all? Was I the only one shocked by the latest updates to these DNA databases? Continue reading “So much for those original DNA results.”
Ever since I started to draw I somehow got in to the habit of using lines to define my characters. A pretty common technique for cartoonists and comic artists I suppose, but it was always something that bothered me about my own drawings. Not that I was dissatisfied with things that I was working on, but I have always been fascinated by other illustrator’s ability to define a subject without the need for outlines.
Continue reading “Ongoing Illustration Study”