Thanks for the kind comments, dudes and dudes with vaginas!
Betel yours is looking great. Shit crawdaddio, yours too! Traditional painting is wild nuts.
There are too many good entries, Khoo. Why not make like Udon and release a PA Tribute artbook! (and I'm not just saying that so my piece will have a chance [but basically yeah that's why I'm saying it]).
No background. - or at best, pencil'd (maybe partially inked) background. no color in background though, it'll kill it.
your right it just looks a little too busy.
Yea, I will have to have my finished one up tomorrow around 3 am. I had a tooth pulled and can't get to my file which is "dun dun daaaaa" on my work computer. Booo.
Aw man, all these great entries. I wish I could have finished something.
hey man
when you can balance a full school schedule, work, familial obligations, and being incorrigibly lazy and still produce artwork, then you can get all sarcasmo up in my face
Originally posted by Tycho on January 14th 2002
Long story short, I'm getting my chicken soup on, it's Sunday afternoon, and Gabe's reading some Preacher in the Den, which is also the living room, the bathroom, and the foyer. I am interacting with pasta dough in what I think is a stern way, when I hear him say that he might like the soup better if it were, in fact, carrot cake. It hits us, hits us both, simultaneously, like a semi made out of lightning which is also a professional boxer. Carrot Cake Soup. You cube the carrot cake, some pieces have frosting and some don't, and you put a handful of these chunks into a bowl full of milk. So let's go do it. We'll do it later this week, he says. But I know that's the same as not doing it. Why not now, I say? I know a store where we can get all the stuff. You can just buy it, the way you can buy stuff in the household cleaners section and make a bomb big enough to kill God. The stuff is just lying around there and nobody's doing anything with it. It's not a crime to buy them separately, and what we do at home isn't any of their fucking business.
I think someone might have been following us as we pulled into the parking lot, we walked toward the grocery store and tried to keep the conversation natural. We certainly didn't discuss carrot cake or the soup one might make by cutting it into cubes and swimming islands of it in cold milk, pleasure islands, like you'd see in a magazine. At the bakery counter, a woman asks if she can help me, and I'm so nervous that as I'm pointing to the carrot cake behind the glass, my finger starts to tap in Morse Code that reads:
I AM ABOUT TO COMMIT A CRIME AGAINST GOD AND MAN STOP
And where is Gabe with that Goddamn milk? There he is, in the self-checkout. Idiot. There's cameras all over that thing, it's like a Goddamn surveillance tree. It doesn't take a genius to put two and two together. A red light flashes on, and off in my mind. At another checkstand, I pay with untraceable cash, assuring the woman that I will eat the cake by myself, without assistance from cows. I smirk. This woman has no idea that she's just sold me the trigger to a flavor gun. Carrot Cake Soup is like the taste of watching girls make out. It has an extraordinary power that oscillates between gentle and overwhelming, between light and dark, between pleasure and more pleasure. When it was over, I realized that I was panting. I was in possession of carnal knowledge. And I knew that, somehow, every taste beyond this point was in the service of the one that still lingered, waited, to remind me that nature has laws, and those that break them are criminals, and though they roam free enough the knowing will hold them, and keep them, until the last.
(CW)TB out.
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It looks like you resized it before flattening it.
Betel yours is looking great. Shit crawdaddio, yours too! Traditional painting is wild nuts.
There are too many good entries, Khoo. Why not make like Udon and release a PA Tribute artbook! (and I'm not just saying that so my piece will have a chance [but basically yeah that's why I'm saying it]).
The burning
EDIT: Shit. double-posted. My bad.
No background. - or at best, pencil'd (maybe partially inked) background. no color in background though, it'll kill it.
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The other entries on this page. They are awesome.
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but where is Rex Ready?
You win! I guess that's what happens when I try to do things on 3 hours of sleep.
I replaced it with a slightly better one.
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The inclusion of the spider wearing the hat does it for me. My favourite PA strip.
The future.
your right it just looks a little too busy.
Yea, I will have to have my finished one up tomorrow around 3 am. I had a tooth pulled and can't get to my file which is "dun dun daaaaa" on my work computer. Booo.
~Jeremy Clarkson
What is that, harry potter meets dr. strangelove?
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hey man
when you can balance a full school schedule, work, familial obligations, and being incorrigibly lazy and still produce artwork, then you can get all sarcasmo up in my face
it's your face meets my shoe at 17m/s
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I added a title to make the composition more rectangular. Thanks betel for giving me good tips!
-Update retracted by popular opinion!-
I guess I stayed up late for no reason. Rolo I don't think you know what "photoshop filters" are though.
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How very convenient for you!
Okay I think mine is as done as it's going to get.
Incidentally, this is a joint submission by me and some dude who got me to draw his idea. A collaborative effort, if you will.
(THE "DUDE" IS NOTACROOK JUST IN CASE YOU DID NOT UNDERSTAND ME)
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So good.
Is... is that....a carrot cake?
That is so awesome.
Background!
faded out the background a bit and also black and whited them. plus added a last panel joke. Eh?