I have an art degree, for pity’s sake!
And it’s about time I start using it, even if it’s terrible-looking. I can only improve, right? This past Friday at an adjunct faculty meeting, the speaker was droning on about 401(k)s or how I can retire in 30 easy years or whatnot, and I did what I always do in meeting to keep from falling asleep: I doodled. I came up with these characters:
whom I’m going to call Toxic Bitch and Alleged Rapist. No idea where those names came from. Now all I need is a premise to work them into a comic strip of some sort. Maybe a “Bonnie and Clyde” kind of thing or political commentary. Something dark.
I also did a sketch of Helena Bonham Carter and Johnny Depp in Sweeney Todd: the Demon Barber of Fleet Street, a movie better in reputation than execution.
I kinda like how they turned out, but having it on scratch paper isn’t the best way to start a portfolio. Maybe I’ll take a class this summer, assuming I’m not moving by the beginning of July.
