Fear of Space

I've posted a similar picture before on this blog of an astronauts insides oozing out into space and my header is pretty much the same thing, just without the other astronaut shooting him in the head, and I think this one above is sort of the final installment in a pretty basic trilogy. As a kid, I used to have this intense fear that earth's gravitational pull would collapse, or just stop working, or just do whatever it would have to do so that there would be no more gravity, and I'd float out to space and that would be the end of me. Sorry, but Science class after 7th grade became a chore so sounding like I know what I'm talking about, or even seeming remotely intelligent on this subject is not gonna happen. I also saw Total Recall at an impressionable age, so those two things convinced me that there's no oxygen in space and people just explode without their space gear. 

Here's right before I started laying down the color.

Detail shot.

Another Glimpse Into My Free Time...

...and another astronaut exploding. I must be regressing into my pre-teens. There's no other explanation for all this weird sci-fi/astronauts dueling in space bullshit I've been sketching a ton of recently.

Bryan Ferry. One of my favorites.

Here's some classic Ferry doin' "Slave to Love" and a cover of "Jealous Guy" that totally beats Lennon's original. And David Gilmour is even there rippin' it up.

The Boss doin' the classic boss face. For years I couldn't stand him, then he became a guilty pleasure, now I have just come to accept that I am a Springsteen fanatic.

Paul Ryan. Never trust anyone with two first names.

Here are some of the sketches I did of Iggy Pop. Doing all of these helped me figure out which pose I wanted to use on the sign for Gimme Coffee, which I think there's an obvious choice here, but then I just couldn't stop drawing him. Seriously some of the most fun poses to sketch for reference. Pic of the sign can be seen in my previous post.

I hope this happens.

Never Coming to a Theater Near You

I was chattin' about the Upstate wineries on Seneca Lake with someone and freaked them out by mentioning that the deepest point of Seneca Lake has never been located. I thought it'd be fun to make some sort of cheesy 50's style horror movie poster about it.

Also, following in the cheese factor of 50's sci-Fi/horror, I made a new header for the blog. Didn't really veer away from the gross out factor of the first one.