Thursday, October 29, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
Bleu's brains and perceptions worked quickly, as they always did when she sensed danger. She could feel from the way the four men that were escorting her carried themselves: the way they moved, the way they unconsciously patted the almost imperceptible bulges in their jackets, these were no mere casino bouncers. Bleu knew paid killers when she saw them. They had disturbed her game of craps where she was giving the house a good run for its money under the pretence of inviting her to the VIP suite. She wracked her brains. How could she have been made already? Was there an error in her briefing? Or was there a traitor within the organisation? Whatever the reason, she thought, it didn't matter if she wasn't alive to investigate it. The thug in front pressed the button to the elevator. She needed to be away before it arrived or her chances of survival would dramatically decrease. The elevator door opened, she heard a telltale click from under the jacket of the one that spoke "After you miss," He said in a way too polite manner. Bleu returned with her warmest smile. "No, after you," She replied, and quicker than lightning she let out with a powerful kick, jamming her three inch stilleto in the man's jaw. Without losing a second, she kneed the next man close to her in the stomach to halt his attempt to grab her. Bleu took off at full speed back the way she came. Grabbing her small pistol from her purse she bolted full speed into the main casino, it was time to make a quick getaway. From the hurried footsteps behind her, she knew she was still being pursued. Shedding her cumbersome heels without a second thought the spy hurdled a large roulette table in the way. Bleu gritted her teeth made a solemn vow that if she got out of this one, someone was going to pay: pay her back for all the craps winnings she had just been forced to leave behind.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
okay, the tweaks and changes i made to this are so minuscule that i'm sure no one will notice them. They're more for my peace of mind anyway. Lets just wrap up all this endless nitpicking in an attractive little package and call it a directors cut. So i'm reposting Cirque Du Dischord with extremely minor changes. I've got issues man i know it. God i better not look at it or i'll find something else to mess with.
Anyway, someoen asked me what the significance of death was with this piece. My answer was simply that death was just another thing to add to the show, just like any other improv act. Kinda a statement from me about it all. Don't worry if that doesn't make sense to you, few things that issue forth from me do. Perhaps i'll do a tutorial on this at some point if laziness doesn't defeat me.
Monday, May 25, 2009
well this is the beginning, and lets start off with some recent artwork to get things running. Soon enough i hope to be working on a very trippy comic. Pretty much all my personal art will in some way tie into this long and sordid story :P Okay, the one with the girl and the pig is entitled 'Angels & Devils' and the dark one is called 'Cirque de Dischord' More to come when i find the pics which are on another computer. I'm gonna enter these along with a couple of others for ballistic publishing's Exotique 5