New Tiny Phone Painting: Zombie.
June 30, 2009 on 8:08 am | In Uncategorized | No Comments
Caaaaaake....I mean BRAAAAINSSSS.
My third go at using Brushes on the iPhone. This time I thought I’d go for something more classical and take a crack at a good ol’ zombie. I think I did a pretty good job implying that they’re walking over to eat the last living human and that the human’s name is Clancy.
Check out the video of the painting process down below. Embedded, it’s at its proper size, but when you see it on the Vimeo site it’s maybe a thousand times too large. Not sure why that’s happening.
Still getting used to painting with my finger. It’s like trying to paint with a marshmallow.
Tiny Zombie Painting from Chancre Scolex on Vimeo.
Birthday MoSquidos and Melancholy Phallus
June 26, 2009 on 7:34 am | In fine things, works | No CommentsI’m actually going to talk about work here, so the eighty five percent of you who completely tune out unless I’m talking about things exploding can go make a sandwich. Make one for me while you’re at it.
So I’m messing around with this Brushes app on my iphone, and the first two things I do with it are make a really sad looking worm-thing that just upsets me every time I look at it, and then that big guy about to catch himself a floating bee-squid. Not bad for a day’s nonsense.
Pretty damn fun for such a tiny program, and you can get some decent results if you spend the time with it. Disturbing results, sometimes, as embodied by that pink worm.
Anyhow, what I thought was really cool was the viewer application that lets anyone (anyone on a mac for now) download the painting files and watch the painting in action, stroke by stroke.
If that sounds like your kind of thing, I’ve uploaded those silly images in brushes format so you can spend hours and hours looping those few seconds (at high speed playback) over and over again until you begin to make sense of the seeming chaos of the universe.
First, download the Brushes Viewer.
Good…very good. You’re doing VERY good. I don’t know why the other kids pick on you, because I think you’re very smart and relatively attractive.
Now, grab the wee painting files by clicking….HERE!
Enjoy or don’t.
P.S. – Those of you who download the actual brushes app, practice up on it. It’d be fun to see what some of you guys could come up with when given the incentive of some sort of reward. ETERNAL LIFE, maybe? I know…I still have to get to the Deathmatch #1 stuff. Trust me. I been busy.
We Hold These Hospitalities to be Un-piss-on-able.
June 21, 2009 on 5:01 pm | In Cinema, nonsense | No Comments
R.I.P Stan Winston.
Friendship is a wonderful and restorative thing when it is in its good and proper form, a life-affirming and sometimes simply life-sustaining state that few people or cartoon animals can do without.
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Variations on a ZIM Theme
April 28, 2009 on 9:08 pm | In music, nonsense, works | No Comments
Unused production art for the show.
I should be working right now, but I thought I’d take a little break to share with you, the horrid reader, the story of how I recently came upon an ancient artifact of mine long thought lost to time and space, like the Ark of the Covenant, only instead of me finding it locked up in an enormous government warehouse filled with countless treasures and plunder, I found it someplace much more awesome.
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Supanova 9? 10? I dunno…Just fuckin’ kill me.
April 5, 2009 on 7:11 pm | In Appearances | No Comments
It's a'meee. A morbidly obese, unshaven man!
Sorry about the slowing down of these updates, but I’m not one of those people that works well when all they want to do is just melt into the earth and die a quiet, peaceful death.
Actually, what’d be cooler is to just bore into the ground at a fantastic speed, having just waved to the people around you and spoken something along the lines of, enjoy the rest of your now very short lives, you Nazi fuckfaces!” (In this scenario, I’m the last person not infected by some kind of virus that turns everyone into Nazis). Upon reaching the Earth’s core, I detonate myself, as I am inherently a plutonium construct from…eh…Pluto, blowing the planet apart, killing everyone and everything still breathing and simply being on the planet.
But enough philosophy…
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