Bad Prototype Fantasies

Hot AF in the taco bell

Started learning python, know some bash, feels vaguely familiar, but the syntax is simpler-ish (?) and makes me wanna throw out my german keyboard cause I can’t deal with all the parentheses, trying to follow a really simple course and I just keep looking down and seeing them on 8 & 9, then another brain cell dies.

Also commas, commas everywhere, so i had to set the numpad dot to comma (nerd alert, linux command below):

setxkbmap us -option kpdl:comma

As well, I have now into learning Godot, and am super excited just to make a dumb bit of pixel sketching kinda jump, next step = gamepad, just one button input working will be amazing.


Still pencil is meeting paper,

more pencil workings, back to basics and such like.
details. derivative I know, but enjoyable, so ehhh gunna keep on.

cat tax:

guardian of the internet keeping me from typing more shit into the void

Emblem of Civilization (V)

I can’t say I did much this week, I am not sure where it went or when weeks begin and end, the axis is skewed as of late, mostly weighted in a direction that favors me, yet it seems to slide into places unplanned.

I’ll just post a couple bits therefore.

 

As well I guess most effort went back into what once held the glorious title of “Untitled 2020”. Which once again is another piece which starts up with my usual ‘Man walks into a bar’ setup and I hope to wind up at a new punchline, the man in question is emaciated and has a deal about civilization and plans for wheat, and probably books on the best use and case situations for cages. “Great Man of History” or something to that effect.

More evidence that scanners are magical.

 

I can read so sometimes I do.

 

Inherent Issues – Go Old School or Go Home

Past week has been pretty much just one drawing, some bits of changes on other works but mostly i just did this:

The longer you look, the dumber it gets.

I used to draw just in pencil, I’m sure that’s kinda the norm, HB lead pencil in a classroom = drawing to escape boredom. But then I got into ink and it became a kinda default of work, a stupid expectation that everything will wind up dominated by this medium and balanced against it. But just working in pencil is so easy, I forget what a pain in the ass pen and ink is cause I have internalized its terrible pace.

Besides this, not much.

nah dunna think so

Supposedly I am taking part in an open studio day, but really? I don’t foresee letting people come in to my tiny drawing box and breathe their covidian breathings all down on the place. Usually someone comes in and just asks if it’s George Washington, snickers and that wraps up the human interaction portion of the day in which I play my role as subject in a human zoo.

Real happy like ok

Finally for all the shit posting, cat tax.