manga studio 4: the most byzantine drawing program ever made?
it is probably a bad idea to try to teach myself manga studio while also starting this comic but…
Welcome to Europe! Every server is gunlines of Tomislav heavies, Proof of Purchases perched proudly ‘pon heads full of undecipherable idiocy, blazing wildly away at each other regardless of petty trifles like “context” or “being outnumbered” or even “your goddamned monitor is off, there’s been a power cut”. Every server, you join to the sound of godawful Quebecois hip hop and 14 Tomislavs and “YES” “WHICH SICK MAN SEND BABIES TO FIGHT ME?” “MEDIC!” “MEDIC!” “DOCTOORRRR” and then there’s one dude, and either he’s on every server or every teen in France has exactly the same voice, but he’s speaking at some forbidden octave that rumbles bowels alarmingly and makes your dog go apeshit and attack furniture, and he has the breathy intonation of a man who is desperately trying to seduce you, whose every fibre, every Gallic morsel is devoted to placing his penis in whatever orifice you can bring to the table, but instead of whispering that you are the very light of the lampshade that is his soul, he’s saying he wants more medics, more MEDICS godammit, he is L’Héavy and his word is le motherfucking loi and he wants MORE MEDICS appeasing his fat self as he shoots his gun at a hapless Demoman on the other side of pee ell dustbowl, HE DOESN’T CARE IF HE CAN ACTUALLY GET A KILL HE IS JUST PLEASED THAT HE HAS A GUN THAT MAKES FLASHY LIGHT AND GOES DUFFDUFFDUFFDUFF IN A PLEASING MANNER you CROTTE-VISAGE. Oh yeah, go spy, go on, go and taunt them with your Dead Ringer, go carve bloody swathes through inattentive spinal columns, shank Medics who desperately holler for their bloated meat-wards to turn, oh sir won’t you please turn and save the serf that is ground upon the altar of your autism? Zut alors, I would give a million francs for you to turn around, save me from this tuxedo’d menace, turn the infinite fury of your gun upon that which menaces me with subtler tools and a devil’s cunning.
But no, ‘tis not to be, their white coats and obliging manner curry no favour amongst those slab-muscled avatars, those ferocious golems with the souls of European teens, they die, in their tens, their twenties, their infinite generations. Howls of teen angst go from Nice to Bruges, and I don’t even care that Bruges is in Belgium, they go anyway. But the Heavy Hivemind is implacable, it knows. It knows that no matter how many indignities it must suffer, no matter how many kill cams show waving snipers, no matter how many times the Spy laughs and says he will gut you like a Cornish game Hen, no matter how many soldiers beat breast after landing that one perfect rocket-Zatoichi that all such resistance is in vain. There is only the Heavy, and there is only the autistic fourteen year old, and there is only his game, forever."
i should not have drawn this because i actually have shit to do but
someone has resurrected this and its getting a little bit of love on my dash rn and i just want to say that the jawline has always bugged the shit out of me but when i went back to fix it i fucked everything else up
1960s GQ pictorial concept
demoman] [ engineers] [ heavy] [medic] [ pyro] [ scout] [ sniper] [ soldier][ spy]
“Compensating”? Whatever do you mean?
[spy by Desole]
i miss tf2chan. i feel like the tumblr diaspora has made it so much harder to see what people were doing. anyone feel the same way? ideas about what to do about it?
edit: I will never voluntarily give Reddit any goddamned custom. fuck reddit. it’s a shitty solution for imageboarding anyway. as for following creators, well yeah, i already do that, but a lot of people’s blogs produce a lot of stuff in addition to the content i’d like to follow them for, which means every single other thing gets posted to my dash as well, and my Tumblr blacklist is already so massive it’s difficult to manage, because it throws a lot of false positives.
i mean it’s difficult even to get up a highlander on my usual servers and I haven’t played in months; it’s clear the game is dying, and the fandom flounders along with it. but tf2chan has been fizzling out for a long ass time. there just isn’t a good system in place to replace it.
i was loaned a book called Rockwell by Rockwell which is basically a Rockwell illustration course in how to illustrate like Rockwell. so here is a test of his method of using carefully-coached reference photos.
I was in the Seattle Erotic Art Festival’s juried art show last year and am entering again this year. I’ve got some sketches from last year that I never took to final painting stage, but that I’m considering taking another run at for this year’s deadline. All of the digital sketches above are from almost exactly a year ago and they’ve just been sitting around.
I have a friend on the staff there that specifically requested I submit some fan art. Fan art has done well there in the past, including a Spy vs. Spy piece and something else I’m having trouble remembering the specifics of, so it wouldn’t be unprecedented. I also know Valve employees attend the festival and it’s been suggested to me that they’d get a kick out of something like this.
If nothing else it would be a good exercise for me in large scale painting, or at least larger scale than I’m used to.
The scenario here is pretty self-evident, I think: Spy’s last cigarette, lit by the pilot of a victorious Pyro. The scenario is disturbing in the context of anything called “erotic art” but that’s sort of how I roll.
The last sketch is just for fun.
edit: how did pyro get spy’s pants off without taking off his shoes??
2012ths: Fan Art (selected)