Infinite Insouciant Intermission Improbable

The blog is back! Updating the 'real' portfolio site is hard work, and now that I'm no longer unemployed, I can let it mothball a little.

For those who missed it, I recently a) graduated from the Guildhall and b) accepted a job as an Associate Artist (Hard Surface Modeler) at Hi-Rez Studios in Alpharetta, GA. If you're not familiar with Hi-Rez, they're the makers of Global Agenda, Tribes: Ascend, and the forthcoming Smite. It's an awesome position, so I'm pretty psyched.

I don't start until early July, so I've had a little bit of time to make art for fun instead of horror and survival. A sampling:

Never Say Die

Another four hours never hurt anything. Except my hand. Carpal Tunnel, here I come!

Mr. Shiftlet

Rook

Close Enough.

That hand should be over an inch. Or his head more to the right. Also more fire. And, somehow, it isn't _bright_ enough. But it is Monday enough, and too little Sunday, so I suppose I'm done, and nary too soon for my sanity.

Eminence Grise

This title isn't.

Old priest, young priest

I'm definitely on a chthonic streak lately.

ERZ Olympia

More about Paris, 1863, than Beijing, 2008. Olympia, Dirge's 'daughter,' gets only a single scene in the entire story.

Golden Arches

I keep shoving ridiculous self portraits off on you guys. I feel like Chairman Mao. And, in this case, Geordi La Forge.

Sometimes I just post things here so I'll quit working on them. I could really use to not be painting this one anymore.

Good Morning, Planet Earth

It is always reassuring to wake up and discover the planet is still there.

Sorry, all, for my recent bout of reclusion. I haven't gotten much painting done while I've been job searching, but let these images serve as proof that I, too, still exist.

Final Fourteen

Perfect Attendance

All fourteen of my illustra-doodles for the Illustration project. These are irrationally fun to make.

 

 

(For the last time, he isn't a robot. Not even a little bit.)

 

(This guy has a squid for a hat. Fashionable.)

 

(Kids, smoking isn't cool.)

 

Legion, Manifest(o)

Illustration this semester is all about preparing for 'The Show,' an industry term for professional practice we never, ever use. Somewhere between us and the bittersweet reality of actual, productive human society is an awful lot of self-promotion. 

 

In the spirit of getting we've never met to like us, we're essentially building a masterwork project that shows off our accrued skills in a portable and appreciable manner. I decided to create a series of postcards. The source material is all from Archetype, but I'm presenting it in a way that (hopefully) makes sense to the creative sectors of gaming and movies.

 

The following are all color studies at varying levels of refinement.

Aside: If you can read this, it means this loaded. If it loaded, like, forty angels are now aerial.