Right in the emotions...

So, I think I see some sort of pattern beginning to emerge.  Almost always after I reach out to the world saying "I'm not dead I'm just not drawing"  I almost immediately start drawing again.  At least a bit anyways.

But fuckit, whatever.  I didn't sleep.  I'm a little wired tonight so I went out for breakfast, laptop and tablet came with me, and fanart happened.

I have seriously been debating with myself who is better/more desirable:  Princess Bubblegum, or Marceline the Vampire Queen, both from Adventure Time.  All goddamn week my brain's idle processes keep drifting back to that question.  And really, I havent been able to come up with an answer yet.  They both have their positives and negatives, like both of them would help better yourself, with PB you would most likely learn something new and unexpected, and with Marceline you would probably do something new and unexpected.

PB is intelligent and proper, but coming from royalty may hold it against you for being not quite proper enough, not to mention her royal duties probably being a higher priority than anything else she has going on.  She's a master of languages and sciences, most of which you've probably never heard of.  Her days must be so planned out with all she wants to do crammed around her duties that  she doesn't seem like she'd have much time for a relationship.  But she seems like the type that once she has the time, and once she's sure what she wants then her choice is made and she will do anything she can to make it hers.

Marceline on the other hand has nothing but time.  She's over a millennia old, she's immortal, she's seen the fall of one world at it's own hands and the rise of the one that replaced it.  She's seen everything, done everything, been everywhere, she could tell you of things long gone that you probably couldn't even dream up, but having seen everything and done everything... what excites her?  What could you offer up to her that she hasn't already had hundreds of times, what can you do with her that she didn't conceivably do first?  To me she gives off a vibe like anything around her is little more than a timely pleasant distraction from the centuries that must undoubtedly be starting to blur together for her.  Any time spent with her no matter how long it was to you would eventually be nothing more than a blink of the eye for her and then she's on to the next distraction.

I have seriously put way too much thought into this.

Anyways, I did some fanarts of the two of them, it's a shot from the third season episode "What was missing?"  during the song near the end of the ep "My best friends in the world".  Finn the human is singing his feelings which starts to make the door of the doorlords react and open. PB and Marceline chime in with backup vocals. The two songs in this ep (I'm just your problem, and My best friends in the world) are IMO the best in the series and thusly this episode is my absolute favorite from all three seasons.

 And now for the picture. I don't always do fan art, but when I do it is done hastily and kinda messy.

I should have drawn in some music notes or something.  

I've watched the episode about 6 times now, and listened to the songs themselves countless times, both the episode versions and the pre-production demo versions done by Rebecca Sugar (tumblr, post mortal folly) (posterous, pre mortal folly) a story board artist for the series who writes the songs for the episodes she works on.  On her pages there that I linked to there are bits and pieces of her own art, some AT sketches, promotional art for the episodes she's worked on, and the demo tracks for the songs.  Go check out her stuff, there's a lot more non AT examples of her work on her posterous page but the two songs from the ep in question are on her tumblr.  Go, look, love her work.  I know I do.  It's sooooo flowy and shizz.  And the songs punch me right in the emotions.

NOW I NEED TO GO DO THINGS THAT AREN'T SIT AT A TRUCK STOP GULPING DOWN CUPS OF COFFEE BECAUSE I COULDN'T FALL ASLEEP.

-Rab 

I'm not dead...

Not physically anyways.  Emotionally though, whoo, yeah, there's nothing left in me.  I work and I sleep and I work and I sleep and I work and I sleep.  Don't have the time and energy for anything else.

Anyways.

I was looking through my pictures and found one that I don't completely hate despite it's flaws.  The month/year date at the signature says it was don't in August of 2010, I can't really believe this is about a year and a half old already, but whatever.  There's some bit of backstory behind the genesis of the pic, but fuckit, I'm not even interested in it.

No idea when I'll be back to drawing new shit again, so whatever.

-Rab

Everyday is exactly the same.

Oh no, look out, I've gone down the road of using the titles of melancholic songs as blog titles... I'm in SUCH a great mood... yeah.

Every day isn't exactly the same as the one preceding it though... each new day brings a little less energy to get myself moving and more thinking along the lines of "What am I doing?"  and "Why should I bother?"  I'm ready to leave my job.  I'm currently looking for other employment in the field of work, but I'm not sure I should.  I'm not sure if being a machinist is the type of job I want to be doing.  I can't see myself doing it for much longer, but that could just be me being unable to see myself working at my current shop much longer.  Do I want to be doing the same thing 5 years from now?  I have no idea.  As far as I know I could be dead 5 years from now, but when I was 15 if you had asked me where do you see yourself in 5, 10, 20 years I'd have probably had the same answer.  I don't know.  I really don't.  I havent been able to find employment that I enjoy.  Food service, retail, manufacturing, military... No job I've had in the 10 years I've had jobs has ever felt like it was what I was supposed to be doing with myself.  They were always what I was doing for money at the time until I got fed up with it and quit.  And it's not like I can even make money off of art anymore.  Not that I ever really did in the first place.  Even when I have all the time in the world to draw, I can't stay focused long enough to keep commissions going.  I honestly have next to no interest in probably half the subject matter I've been commissioned to draw over the years.  Mostly because it's characters I just don't give a fuck about and/or the actual subject matter I find dumb.  Just because something may have something sorta to do with something I'm into doesn't mean that I'll automatically be into the drawing.  It takes damn near an act of god for all the pieces needed for me to be into a drawing to fall into place,  things like characters involved, overall tone of the piece, if the idea behind it is maybe a dumb joke, and other things... I'm rambling somewhat now.  I ate a sandwich and I settled down.  My ability to draw is tied to my emotional state.  If I'm not in just the perfect mindset I can't do it, I don't want to do it, it causes me physical pain to try.  So for now and probably forever my drawings will only be something I'm able to do to channel my emotions.  It's somewhat of a stress relieving tool similar to someone writing in a journal.

tl;dr

You don't need to pay attention to all that shit, lookit the drawings below this instead.

Kat and a friend getting ready for a photoshoot.

Some quick studies of Kat's face.  I'm trying to alter my style a bit by thinking of things like facial structure, so eventually every girl I draw won't look like hair and eye swaps of the same girl.  And who knows, I might draw a guy now and then.

That's it out of me again.  Fuck everything.  I'm going to sleep.

-Rab

She loved that staff...

Done as a joke last Saturday in response to an episode of the new Thundercats that had aired the day prior.

That staff was just like a staff to her.

Later,

-Rab

Stream Results from Sunday October 23rd, 2011

I guess I'll take a second and post the stuff I did in the stream this past sunday.  Not a whole lot done, but I was still at it for quite a while.  About 7 hours from start to finish.  Starting out, here's a seasonal piece.  Something to commemorate free candy day.

Candy corn catsuit.  Yum.  But only a few pieces at a time, or else I get sick.

And lines from the second piece I was working on.  Been thinking about bunny waitresses again.  Full catsuited latex clad bunny waitresses.  I had started coloring this on sunday, but havent gotten around to finishing it, will try to work on it this week sometime.

Bunny bunny bunny.

And with that I must get back to work.  It's a hard, rough, thankless life turning large blocks of steel into small blocks of steel.  Later.

-Rab

Repost recap: Medical

I figured since I've been too preoccupied with trying to be somewhat social after getting home from work the last couple days, and then I never get around to getting any drawing done, that for a post today I'd put up part of a post and some pics from from my now completely ignored livejournal.  I realize that here is absolutely no different than LJ, but it looks prettier.  I find it easier to manage the account and navigate things as well.  So go ahead and suck one, livejournal.  You've had your time.  (I do realize that to truly be among those who are moving forward with technology I should have started a tumblr, but whatevs... I'll do that once this thing is long forgotten and the next thing after tumblr has been well established, thus continuing the cycle).  

Anyways, on to the stuff.  I am just directly copypasta-ing the text over from the lj post so please ignore bad formatting and spelling/sentence structure.  I'm not proof reading this at all, just trying to make it a manageable block of text.  Also, you can skip the majority of it and scroll down to the pictures and you really won't be missing much.

There are pictures, I promise.

 Basic plot I've got in mind starts off with Kat arrives home from work early on a friday night, but being too tired to do much else she cleans herself up and goes to sleep. She then slowly wakes up and finds herself not in her own bed in her apartment, but in brightly lit hospital room, and instead of the jammies she went to sleep in she is instead wearing her favorite purple catsuit.

Now fully awake she tries to move around and notices that she's been strapped to the bed with large belts, she starts to get a little bit scared as she has no idea what's going on but that fear is alleviated when a nurse opens the door pushing a cart loaded with various rubbery toys and it turns out to be Mel wearing a very stylized latex nurse costume (one that Kat had not made for her, nor had she seen before).

Nurse Melly comes in, Kat tries to get her to explain what's going on and is ignored while Mel goes about the room checking equipment and setting some up. Some typical doctor speak from Mel ("And how is the patient doing today"... etc) Some more complaining from Kat that she has things she needs to do that while not as fun, she sees as more important than being locked in a room full of fetishy things with her best friend. Some scolding from Mel about how the patient needs to calm down/relax and that Mel has just the thing to get Kat to comply.

 From somewhere Kat can't see she hears a faint hissing sound start and Mel comes into view holding an anesthesia mask attached to tubes that Kat can only assume are attached to an anesthesia machine that is probably making the hissing noise. Nurse Mel gently but firmly places the mask over Kat's nose and mouth, saying something like "Just relax and breath, you'll feel better, I promise". Even with the mask on, Kat is still attempting to talk Mel in to letting her go, but with each breath needed to complain, that's another inhale of gas, so slowly but surely Kat's complaints get less and less urgent and frequent until right before she goes under she mutters a very faint "...Fine..." and promptly goes to sleep

Anyways, that's what I got so far, after that there's different stuff that happens, Kat gets put under again and brought back for different setups/locations/outfit changes, vitals are taken, some mock cpr, various areas probed with various instruments, more gassing just for the fun of it, some standard rubbery girl on girl action, and (because it became a stipulation of it being Nurse Melly) Kat strapped into a wheelchair and taken on a little trip around... wherever they are... by her nurse. Eventually it would end with Kat strapped back down to the bed like how she started, Mel makes some comment about it being time for her to be discharged, on goes the anesthesia mask again and despite pleading to stay (much unlike the first gassing) Kat gets put under again. She wakes up back in bed, at home, the next morning, confused as hell, wondering if it was just a dream. Anyways, pictures now. These were kinda done independently of each other, so there are little differences in details and outfits and whatnot. I didn't think I was going to keep doing them.

What would be the end of the first big block of text up there, or the end of the story... no, this one is the beginning. "No more talking Kittie. Just breath and relax, everything will be just fine."

 
  Somewhere in the middle of things, checking vitals maybe, I wonder how her blood pressure and heart rate are doing with her nurse straddling her like that :P

 
Rubbery girl on girl action AND some more light gassing just for the fun of it. inflatables and insertables and pretend Mel is wearing some sort of strap-on or holding a hitachi wand in her hand there (ok, so sue me, I forgot to draw something there...) The gas mixture would not be enough to put Kat out again, but enough to keep her a little dizzy and loopy and grabby. Mel's got her own mask so she can have some fun too, but since it's not fastened to her face, she can be clear headed if she wants to be.

 and the last one

Some mock CPR rescue breathing and fondling. Kat is strapped to the bed so it doesn't devolve into just a makeout session. Mel is trying to be professional about this nursing thing. The "making out" portion of the therapy isn't until later.


Alright, and that's that for that.  It's bed time.  Might stream this weekend.  Who knows.

-Rab

It's wednesday time, come on grab your friends...

We aren't going anywhere.  It's just me.  It's hard to get the fun started.  Wednesday Time.

I've got nothing new that was drawn today, but I can post some bits of stuff I was doing for a friend.

It was some collaborative musings over outfit design for their character.  I know little about her.

  

Some fiddling with the look of her suit.  It's magic, or super science tech or something.  

 And then I had used her as a base model when I was in a mood to try and design a gas mask that would work on an anthro character and still be attractive and functional.  It doesn't really look like her, but hey, it was supposed to be and content is content.  So fuck it.

Was the rushed work of a few hours having people shout ideas at me.  

Anyways.  It's far past time for a shower and bed.  So I'm a gonna get to that.  I may draw tomorrow.  We shall see.  I've got bunnies on the brain again.

-Rab