Process - pt.3 - finished pencils, panel C

So this is the final panel for the illustration. Now all I have to do is run them through photoshop and get them all grouped together to make one piece.

Process - pt. 2 -finished pencils, panel B

So this one will get finished in photoshop as well. These two panels will book-end a center panel that will be a little larger in size. That one should be done soon.

Process - pt. 1 -finished pencils, panel A

This is the first of three panels I'm working on to illustrate the notion of us having robot lovers in the far off future. It's a proposal for a sci-fi magazine that's coming out of Australia. What you see is the finished pencils. I plan to put the drawing into Photoshop to give it color and some extra effects.

Heads on Fire

these are some old oil paintings on wood done about 2 years ago.

PARADE! sketchbook completed

ghost head

the motherload

Today I came across a couple of old sketchbooks and went crazy with the scanner. I've been too warped out of my mind to make any art over the last couple of days so I'm sifting through the dregs for resources. Hereyago;







I wish I made Dream look a lot more punk and a little less glam-rock, but oh well...



sketches from some random airport.



















Goldman IS the Devil!



















Back Tomorrow with some new doo!

The newness

More two face sketches. I think I'm done with these for a little bit.



These are some concept sketches for futuristic youth gangs, you know, your basic Clockwork Orange Stuff.



This I'm posting again as a scan.



I finished the front cover for this sketchbook about a month ago but didn't have a good quality scan for posting. It's a collage with mixed media. I'm working on the back cover of this sketchbook and will post it in a couple of days.

Ella

this is more recent.

earth to eugene, do you read?

an old sketch I found. I am up and running...will procure scanner soon.

the last (well, not really the last) hoorah pt. 2

The time has come folks... Mary and I are hi-tailin' it out of San Francisco and Chicago bound in a day!
There was a little snafu with some of the other images I wanted to post, so it'll have to wait till we get settled.
Thanks for all your comments, there highly appreciated and have been a great impetus for me to continue this little blog project.

Special thanks goes out to the Lord of blogging, for without him we would be but primitive cave dwellers, making funny marks on stones.

More special thanks goes to Lane and Sutter. It was because of them that I had come out of my hiding in the first place.

Please check back in about 2 - 4 weeks. I'll have a new, shiny scanner of my own for personal use, as well as all the stuff I will have done in the interim to show you all.

Thanks & Goodnight.
Eugene "Bedhead" Smith

the last hoorah! pt. 1

I can't help it, geekiness is in the genes



a sketch of mary done in pencil



something random done in pencil



a whole sketch page, unedited. the figure on the right is supposed to resemble Buck 65. I drew him as if he were some lecherous pervert.

From the ol' sketchbook

Our time is almost up so I'll be posting several bits of ephemera from my sketchbooks today. And than I'll be absent for about 2 - 3 weeks.

Say No, kids.

Disclaimer - drugs make you crazy....

Word is bomb

This here work was done in pencil!

I haven't painted in about a month and a half and it's starting to get to me.

I'm tired, and debated with myself whether or not to bother with making the obvious Bush bashing comments, but hey he's our president, and it's like Britney says-ya gotta listen to your president! Over the last couple of days my brain's been mush. Perhaps it's the up coming move (context=wife and I going to Chicago) It seems that tends to be my style when things start getting gritty, shut-down, enact the auto-pilot feature, and freak out later.

But on a good note, my 30th birthday has come and gone sans any sort of "life-crises." A lot of people have asked me whether i've lost my shit and seem dumbfounded when I tell them no. These life markers we set for ourselves can be traps and pretty much result in nothing but high blood pressure and an unnecessary sense of dissapointment. What the hell, I was angst ridden enough as a teenager, why carry that crap over into my adult life. Of course one could argue that i'm still a kid, and quite frankly I wouldn't disagree. So anyways, no deep ruminations here about my life so far. No words of wisdom or clever insights. Just brush your damn teeth, wear comfortable shoes, and look up at the clouds kids, and your ass'll be fine.

Nick Cave

Johnny Cash

Done with acrylic on board.