A Climb To The Moon

It wasn't easy, But one night, he was finally able to go up to her and tell her how beautiful she is.

                                                          ~marina027(hitrecord)

http://www.hitrecord.org/collaborations/1953 ~ Tiny Book Of Tiny Stories

http://www.hitrecord.org/records/1317775 ~ Her

http://www.hitrecord.org/records/1319221 ~ Me!

So after many months,  I have finally drawn something new!! I owe this completely to a great friend of mine who wrote the beautiful words above. This collaboration is being submitted to the hitRECord.org book titled The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories, Vol. 3. If you haven't visited the website or checked out the previous two volumes, I encourage you to do so! It is an excellent way to see new and exciting art, get inspired, and if lucky, star some amazing collaborations!

Now here is where you can help! In order to get chosen to be published in the book, the collaboration needs enough hits so that it gets to the top! Please, Please, Please visit the links above, share them, like them, any way you can spread it I would greatly appreciate it! If you are a member of hitrecord, go to the first link and search my drawing (A Climb to the Moon) and my friends story (The Boy Who Fell In Love With The Moon) and super like and recommend them both! You will be forever appreciated! Since the likelihood of us meeting is limited, that's as much as I can offer!

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Shadow Puppets #5

Shadow Puppets 4

A Bird In A Cage

Before I moved to my new apartment, I started sketching this drawing out. My roommate saw it and quite liked it, so I decide it to give it to her. It is one of the first watercolor paintings I've done in years, but without a doubt one of my favorites. Later, I started thinking of writing a poem surrounding this idea. I found the title of the painting, though simplistic, could be developed nicely to fit a more lyrical interpretation. If anything else it could serve as good practice. Finally, on my trip to Houston this past weekend, I figured the plane an appropriate setting to write this poem. I knocked it out on the flight down, and revised it on my flight back home. Worked out rather well, wouldn't you say?

Many a times you wish to run

Wish to fly, to go beyond

To wonder freely through the world

Escape the life that fate has spun

But think now of bird in a cage

He has no freedom in this place

A bird in a cage can't fly away

He only stays, and sings all day



If he could fly off to the sun

He'd feel its warmth from high above

He'd relive dreams he knew before

Dreams only freedom could bestow

But for this lonely little bird

Dreams are dreams and nothing more

A bird in a cage wont fly away

He only stays and sighs all day

In his heart a burning flame

Consumes the dreams he'll never claim

For he can never leave his cage

The skies he never will embrace

But if at last this bird is free

He may not trust enough to leave

A bird in cage who flew away

Only to stay another day  

Shadow Puppets #2

No time to draw.. :/

So it's been rather difficult to develop comics lately, seeing as i'm creeping on the end of the summer semester and trying to move to my new place. But in the mean time, here are a couple sketches from my sketchbook. Down bellow are two drawings I did about 2 years ago.

Firestarter.

Drawing inspired by the Pixies song "Monkey Gone to Heaven".                    Amy Pond floating in space. Doctor Who Sketch.

I love working with shadows. You can do so many different variations all resulting in a different picture. All invoking a different emotion.

These two I did during my first art class in college. I was just learning how to work with contrast properly, and I wanted to these two drawing to display the extremes; the darkest darks and the lightest lights. That's why part of the drawing is left with simply the outline of the figure.

Go see the new Batman!!

On Friday night I saw "The Dark Knight Rises" and it inspired me to do these two drawings. I'm still not as comfortable with ink as I would like to be, so it seemed like a great time to practice it. Hope ya'll like them!

... Also, go see the movie. It was incredible!

The Penguin.

Here is the progression of my Joker drawing. It took me a while to get the eyes right. Eyes can be a tricky thing. Either they come out exactly as you want them to, or you draw them 50 different times until you end up with something you maybe like. I got lucky. After 30-some times I got these, which I was really content with.

Sketches and Old Art

New Art coming soon! for more frequent art posts, check out my tumblr http://daysicantremember.tumblr.com/

For now, here are some drawings and sketches I have done in the past.

First Angry Buddha sketch i ever made.

Sketch for an upcoming Comic.

Drawing I did for the school newspaper before UT game in 2010.

Drawing of the Faun from Pans Labyrinth by Mike Mignola. I really look up to Mike and his art work, and so decided to practice inking with this drawing of his.

Drawing of The Crow I made for one of my friends.

DC's Firestorm.

Welcome To Angry Buddha Comics!

Nuclear Snowman

Hello Everyone! And welcome to my new blog! I am really excited about this blog, mainly because it is my first. In this blog, you will see various art works and stories I come up with, as well as comic ideas I have been developing for the past couple of years. The guy you see above is a snowman I often doodle on things when I'm bored, and you will probably see him around from time to time. His story has a rather somber tone to it. His life before he became as he is now is unknown, but how he became this way is where this story begins. On a rather beautiful morning in January, John (John is his name) woke up to find that during the night, a snowstorm had taken the liberty of reshaping his yard. As he looked out his window that morning, his only desire was to see what wonders the white fluff outside had to offer. He hoped into his boots, wrapped himself in his snow jacket, and ran out the door, almost forgetting his gloves. "Don't wanna get frostbite now, do we?" he said with a smile on his face. But his eagerness to explore this new terrain blinded him from an even graver terror looming over the dark horizon. As he rolled around in the cold snow, John had no idea that at that very moment, a nuclear war head was preparing to explode in the sky, precisely above his home. Maybe it was that his excitement manage to fight back the radiation, or perhaps it was like being in the eye of a hurricane; since the eye of the storm is always the safest, why cant this be the same for nuclear weapons?. Personally, I like to think his love for the snow around him caused his consciousness to cling to that very thing which he so loved. As he sunk into the snow angle he was forming, John opened his eyes just in time to see the explosion above him. "A most beautiful explosion it was really" he thinks now, but we all know he couldn't have been thinking that at the time. None the less, he survived. Many people that morning around him were playing in the snow that had decorated their yards throughout the night , but no one was left to accompany him. Now, transformed into a half skeleton half snowman, he rolls around the land, looking for some company to pass the nuclear winter. His journey begins here, but where will it end?