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This is a new variant of Scrabble I’m working on which is fairly mean to its players. Rare letters are no longer rare, point values are rendered mostly meaningless, and you have to make valid plays without actually seeing any of the words on the board.
Please click over and share your thoughts, I’d love some input on this. Would it actually be any fun to play this way?
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This is a digital painting of Mrs. Ho, the Cook from the wonderful film Clue. Mrs. Ho was played by Kellye Nakahara, and her only line of dialogue is represented here.
I scratched this out with the classic/modelling brush in MyPaint.
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Some days you find yourself illustrating venerable Irish actor and Star Trek alumnus Colm Meaney, and affixing him to an ancient meme.
Today, for me, is one of those days.
Modified from this original Keep Calm poster.
I stayed up late last night painting this portrait of my Midwestern hacker/artist pal Sigflup Synasloble.
While this started as a simple doodle, I kept wanting to do more with ink and paint effects. I’m really happy with how it all came together in the end.
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A charming and familiar-looking Renaissance lady I digital-painted, with Leonardo’s original open in another window.
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I just scratched this little fellow out while half-listening to a TV show my girlfriend was watching. I don’t know who or what he is, but painting him made me feel a little better.
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We at The Media Show got wind of some dodgy claims by McCormick Spices extolling the supposed health benefits of that pinch of dried plant matter with which you might flavor your food. Weena fights hyperbole with Youtube Poop.
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The Media Show - Content Farms and SEO
(or: WTF is all this useless shit in my search results?)
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Last Tuesday I worked as an election inspector, which meant a long shift sitting in the gymnasium of the grade school I attended in the early 1980s. It was a slow election, so I had ample time to look around the place and trip out on nostalgia. I sketched this on my lap in short bursts over the course of the day.
I remember being fascinated as a kid with those basketball nets, specifically the collapsible framework of pipes and cables which held them to the ceiling. At the start of first grade gym class we were usually directed to sit in a group on the floor under one or another of the nets, and they always seemed impossibly huge and heavy hanging above me. I imagined they could fall down and squash me at any moment.
The basketball nets were noticeably less forboding this time around, but still interesting.
Pencil on paper, 8x10”.
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