(September 5, 2017) My contribution for August’s Palette Party, a little project where some internet friends and I make a something based on a particular color palette. I started messing around with collage for this one and it just ended up in this creepy science-fictiony place.
(April 10, 2017) Baby’s first 3D! Made from this Blender tutorial
(January 21, 2016) Details from a slide for a presentation I gave in Tulsa, OK.
(February 18, 2015) My re-do of Geographer’s Innocent Ghosts is up on FUTURALBUM today. The challenge from Strong Odors was to redesign an album cover using only Futura and imagery from Flickr Internet Archive Book Images (ooh, cool moths up there now). Lines and other similar design aids were allowed.
Innocent Ghosts as an album is more subtle than Geographer’s later music. When I listen to it, I feel a nostalgia for something I can’t quite remember. It’s the same sublime sense I get when standing in an old place: that I’m squinting to see something or chasing a memory in my peripherals and just barely failing. If only.
It’s a bit New Age-y and possibly obnoxious to talk about this sort of soul travel when it comes to listening to indie bands, but that’s the inspiration behind the re-make. To echo this never-quite-getting-there feeling, I pulled horizon lines (some more defined than others) from old photos of fields and barns and lakes. Two layers of color add a glitchy-ness to the artwork. And lastly, add a couple of trees for some discordant forest fun, lest the artwork suffocate from orderliness.
(June 12, 2014) Ended up abandoning this project, not enough time to do a ton of buildings before I leave Charleston. So here’s the last of the illustrations of Broad St. facades.
(April 11, 2014) I’m doing a series of illustrations of Charleston buildings, and I thought it would be a good idea to do a huge one early on so I can get a sense of how big I want these to be. A million hours of reality TV later, here’s 83 Broad St—the Charleston Post Office.
(March 26, 2014) This building is so ugly, I can’t believe it was allowed to exist in downtown Charleston. So naturally, I drew it.