Pistol, Post-Apocalyptic Pin-Up

Those of you that follow my Facebook Fan Page may recall this progress shot, which I posted on the first of March...

I'd like to think some of my readers get as much enjoyment out of my images as I do, and have been at least a tiny bit excited to see the end result. So, if my hopes are true... At long last! Here is the completed version, for which you've all been waiting in agonizing anticipation!
Enjoy!

Pistol

Post-Apocalyptic Pin-up

I'm happy with how this turned out. I really enjoyed playing with the exaggerated anatomy, fiddling with textures, and sneaking images into the background. The icon of the fighting female existing in a lawless desolate wasteland is something I rather fancy as well. It's probably a safe bet that, in the days to come, you can expect more Post-Apocalyptic themed images coming from my direction.

Here are a few close-ups of selected details...

And this is the original ink drawing...

(I did the original drawing for this piece while on a visit to see my dearest; my darling muse, Mr. Bobby O'Herlihy. This amazingly talented, hard-working, and intelligent young man is the source of great inspiration to me, in my work and my life. He somehow manages to spark within me, a certain drive, which I all-too-often struggle to find within myself... the overwhelming compulsive urge to just get crackin' on a bunch of crazyawesome illustrations, ASAP! So I'd just like to take this time to say briefly,

Thank you, Bobbyo! You light my creative fiahhhh.)

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–KLK

Philly's Most Awful Employee of the Month: Feb 2012

And the February winner is...

Miss Euniik´the Wawa Meat Expert!!!

Now, Euniik´'s not a bad girl. On the contrary, she's a testament to following the righteous path. She just wants to do her own thing. On the clock. While you're waiting for sandwiches. With your sandwiches. She's discovered the opportunity to use her daily garb to her advantage, in disguising headphones to help drown out the unpleasant sounds of the crappy establishment. However, in doing this, Euniik´renders herself incapable of hearing your cries as she hand your sandwich to some other guy who placed a completely different order, after you stood there and watched in mouthwatering anticipation as she prepared your crispy foot-long lined with delicious steaming balls of marinara marinated, cheese-drenched, meat. What's worse is her inability to hear what you're saying makes her incapable of understanding why it is so heartbreaking to, after not having eaten since breakfast, watch your newborn sandwich get carried away... and why it is so infuriating to have your exclamations met with "Huh?" and a long delay from an expressionless face before finally saying, "I'll make you a new one." Without a single apology or indication of concern for the thunder emanating from your belly or the poor guy whose probably going to rush home eager to eat, only to be severely disappointed by his supper surprise, Euniik´takes our prize for this February's Philly's Most Awful Employee of the Month competition.

Here's the original drawing:
–KLK

Philly's Most Awful Employee of the Month: Jan 2012

The January winner of Philly's Most Awful Employee of the Month was selected from the pool of contestants to be featured on YourDailyDouche.com. To help promote this new website, PMAEM wanted to highlight the first douche to make it to the Douche Hall of Fame.

We present to you...
Tino the Butcher

The Your Daily Douche writer did such an excellent job honoring this South Philly meatsmith, that this writer sees no further elaboration necessary.

The Butcher, Baby: Douche no. 002. This impudent meat shop employee is guilty of taking every possible opportunity to use the phrases "my meat" and "your meat" with strikingly unsubtle emphasis, as well as making uninvited, not to mention (a higher degree of offense) UN-CLEVER sexual jokes to a female customer. And he did it all while on the clock. And at the end of the day, he was monetarily rewarded for his douchey behavior. All off the books, of course.

courtesy of YourDailyDouche.com

–KLK

People Watching Maxene Harper

Quick little day projects that involve spying on people, you know.

Stranger Study no.385: Maxene Harper
38 year old mother of two, Maxene Harper lives in Fishtown, in the same three story house she shared with her brother and his band after high school. Since the Badtouched Choirboys moved out, the place hasn't seen nearly as many holes in the walls, though many of the ACDC and Black Sabbath posters that hid the ones made 20 years ago still remain nailed in place. The band dismembered after Stevie died from a heroin and cocaine overdose. When BC lost their drummer, Max lost the father of (at least one of) her children, and she lost the love of her life. She turned to the arms of her "sisters", and discovered a new depth to her emotions. She never looked back. Today Maxene tries to make sure that she never loses her inner child, knowing that it's necessary to maintain when trying to successfully raise children. It is for this reason that she's acquired so many tattoos commemorating the music she danced to as a young teen; and it is for this reason that she makes nightly visits to the bar to get wasted with her local friends, the way they did as young teens.

Here's the black and white version:

–KLK

Human Studies: group II

Here are some more Philly creeps I creeped on and creeped out.

I'm pretty satisfied with my progress in spotting the difference between male and female structures. I think the next round is going to focus on the ladies.

–KLK

ADREA, Modern Homemaker

I present to you today, someone very important to me. This is my nearest and dearest, most beloved little girl, Miss Adrea Collins. Frequently regarded as "rather strange," Adrea consistently finds herself in a position where she's unconvinced that she's the strange one. To her, it seems the entire world and the way it functions is absolutely bizarre. So you must forgive her if she fails to process the information she receives in the same fashion as others.

Today, Adrea the home maker receives an email on her pocket computer that provides her with a glimpse of insight into the way other modern home makers accomplish getting rid of excess clutter in their pocket books.

*click to enlarge

–KLK

Smile for me daddy

This is Shawn.

Shawn works in a cheese processing plant.

Born and raised in Milwaukee, Shawn is a conscientious employee who takes great pride in getting the job done while upholding health standards better than his childhood nemesis Phillip, who works at a rival cheese processing plant down the road. He enjoys taking care of his truck and talking to pretty women. His favorite pastime is foosball and his favorite musical artist since the 1999 sixth grade Winter Formal has been Nelly.

–KLK

Oh sugah pie, I'd just die for more men in my life!

And by "life" I clearly mean the bottomless pile of unsorted papers and unfinished drawings. In recent months, I've fallen into the tendency to go with what I know and focus almost exclusively on illustrating the female figure. It's usually easier to draw your own gender. But accomplishing a challenge only requires consistent practice.

So the other day, when I had a little bit of time, I went on out and drew some interesting looking men creatures.
...without their permission. Shhh.

–KLK

Shelly belly!

Sheldon Cooper, B.S., M.S., B.A., Ph.D., Sc.D.

I am a huge fan of the show Big Bang Theory on CBS. Theoretical physicist Sheldon Cooper, played by Jim Parsons, is my absolute favorite. I adore him for his social awkwardness and the rigid structure he needs to uphold in order to successfully perform his daily routine. His personality flaws are endearing and relatable... to me at least.

After my recent (potential) completion of a commission that has taken me way too long, I decided to do a quick little fun piece for myself. In trying to figure out what the heck to draw, I thought "Well, what are things you like?" and Sheldon Cooper is what came to mind.

–KLK

Little Girl vs. Giant Leak

HOW WAS WORK TODAY?

One of my jobs is at the front desk of a local business, which is located in a high-rise building that is otherwise closed on Sundays. Our business is the only one there that day. One Sunday, when I was all by myself at work, a leak started in our lobby. Over the course of an hour, another leak sprang up, then another, and another, until there was water pouring from every imaginable crevice. Huge pimples of water began growing beneath the thick layer of latex paint on the walls... right next to my desk, and right above the power strips for the stereo, telephone, credit card machine, computer, and printer. It turned out a pipe three floors up had burst. Some Eastern European guys came in to fix it. I suspect they acquired very excellent plumber skills on Russian spy submarine. Needless to say, it was somewhat of a challenge to tend to the tasks I needed to tackle that day, but I did, and managed to crank a little cartoon out as well.

–KLK

Gimme dat fish

This is my fish.

His name is William Thurgood Fitzgerald, and he's a Japanese beta fish. He's a little scaley cranky pants. He always makes the puffer face at me. But like my ex-wife, he's just so beautiful when he's mad.

Now, in the revolutionary technology of 2D!

Here's a fun project. Paper doll of myself in some of my various disguises. I actually made a couple of these. I was going to give them out as self promotions... because it's a play on the silliness of the shamelessness that's required for success from self promotions.

This is what the back page reads:

"Has your best friend been acting like a tool, spending too much time with his lame girlfriend, or developed a new set of interests that don't correspond to your own? Not to fear! I'll be Your New Best Friend, pocket-sized for portability! Take me anywhere! And dress me up. I have an ensemble for nearly every occasion, so surely I can be whatever kind of friend you need!"

If you've ever wondered what I look like when I run...

It's a little something like this.

That ipod is playing Joe Esposito's You're The Best

P.S. I know I've been posting nothing but sketches, letters, and cartoons lately. I've been busy. You will see a really good illustration out of me soon, I promise. Sorry for making you wait, my babies.

Ahwooogah. Bahloooogah.

Happy Summer from Joe Jonas and Betty Beluga.

"Oh Betty, you're so fun to frolic with!"

"Rwahhhgwuaahyaraah"

Pages from my sketchbook, fathers day edition

Dear Dad,

Thank you for the genetic makeup. Due to your genes, I am able to live my life with the strength and vigor of our viking ancestors. This has been very helpful to me, and I thank you for that. Happy Father's Day.

I present...I.

Playtime. Not the best thing I've ever done, but not everything needs to be.

Check out my sweet potbelly. Potbellies are sexy, Butch.

Also check out www.lettercult.com

The Alphabattle they've got going is awesome and there are some really talented submitters. It's a great source of inspiration and motivation, and a fun project!

Sketch:

Ooooh! Whoooo sent me mail?

I designed a Halloween greeting card, complete with stickers that I cut out with an xacto knife at 1 in the morning while people outside celebrated the Phillies making it to the World Series.

Cougar of the Month Calendar

Presenting Miss August, Ginger Pear.
This 38 year old blonde bombshell enjoys sushi bars, cocktails, tanning, day spas, and the company of her strapping young Asian American love boy Timmy.

My mom hates this.

Lady Gaga, Pop Star from Another Planet. (Preview!)

eventually.

You fail at type, you fail at Life.

And boy did I fail on this one.
No joke, the first tears of the semester came about after this class. I finished the first copy the day before it was due, and hated it. I spent the next twenty four hours making another piece. Ironically enough, when all was said and done, the second version was also a failure.
I have to redo this.