Friday 5 December 2008

HOT PIZZA, AMIGO, ACAPULCO, Biff, Løok, Jalapenos

Here is some of the work i made last week is not much because now i have a business so i have very short time for sit and draw but i have been doodling arround. and one of those is dedicated to one of my favorite writers ever:

Henry Charles Bukowski (August 16, 1920March 9, 1994), was a German American poet, novelist, and short story writer. Bukowski's writing was heavily influenced by the geography and atmosphere of his home city of Los Angeles, and is marked by an emphasis on the ordinary lives of marginalized poor American Whites, the act of writing, alcohol, relationships with women, the drudgery of work, and horseracing. A prolific author, Bukowski wrote thousands of poems, hundreds of short stories, and six novels, eventually having 110 books in print. He is often remembered as "The Poet Laureate of Skid Row". (this is completly stolen from wikipedia)

but i dont car ei already gave them the credit of the text so i can do whatever i want with it, well her eis the thng i made about him.
and well this other stuff i have been working with i want to make my own character style but every time i draw something a few days after i find soemthing very very scimilar to it on the internet so i decided to kepp doing it till i get something that i cant find among the internet... oh my god i really need to lern how to write, but well who cares..

here is the drwaing i have been doing, soem characters for my illustrated novel, the one i havent start writing but i really want to illustrate it, that will be named the story of the white ninja and his friends, or something alike. weell her eis the sketches, the robot is called Fujitzu, it because is a ninja story so we need japanese alike names.

wow i never realized how comaplicated is to move images inside blogger uing the fire fox, but i will not use ie, it suxs quite bad so that mean my other stuff will be poste din a diferent post.

cherrs

Mr.Adolfito

1 comment:

Gustavo Abascal said...

I drank alone for two years after that.-Charles Bukowski