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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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A charming and familiar-looking Renaissance lady I digital-painted, with Leonardo’s original open in another window.
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The Fifth of November, 1955
Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The scientist hanging a clock,
Who knew on that date,
That fortune and fate,
Would reveal so much more to the Doc.
Doc Brown, Doc Brown, he did invent
Such objects of folly, with good intent,
He tumbled and fell in his lavatory
But soon after took to his lab’ratory
For though he’d been woefully injur’ed
A vision unfurled in his bruis’ed head
Great Scott! Great Scott! From this disaster
Great Scott! Great Scott! The Flux Capac’tor!
And what did he do with it? Build it!
Archival ink on paper, 6x8”.
The original drawing is now owned by a private collector.
I’ve also done a reading of this poem on YouTube.
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When I was growing up, there was a certain “inspirational” poem most, if not all, of my elderly Christian relatives had framed and displayed somewhere in their home.
I rewrote the poem as inspirational material for a Jedi pursuing the Dark Side of the Force, and set it against a Tatooine version of its standard backdrop. I don’t know about you folks, but I certainly feel more inspired now.
Here’s the poem in text:
“Bootprints”
One night I dreamed I was walking through the Tatooine desert with Lord Vader. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
In each scene I noticed bootprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of bootprints, other times there was one set only.
This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow, or rebel defeat, I could see only one set of bootprints, so I said to Lord Vader,
“You promised me Father, that if I joined you, we would rule the galaxy as father and son. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my journey toward the Dark Side, there has only been one set of bootprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?”
Lord Vader replied, “The times when you have seen only one set of bootprints, my son, that is when I levitated you.”
Public domain source photos taken from here and here. Star Wars crawl font taken from here.
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A fun little fandom meme I filled in bit by bit on breaks over the course of a busy day. I generally try to fill things like this in by doodling as rapidly as possible with minimal erasing or undoing.
I was pointed toward this meme by my friend and fellow Doctor Who fan aikainkauna. The original blank meme is by neekaneeks on Deviantart.
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More The Wicker Man nonsense. My extra-derpy Nicholas Cage from my earlier piece is now a brand mascot, paying tribute to another memorable line from that cinematic bee-sting. Would you buy your next bottle of God Damn Honey from this man?
Inspired by the ending of this rather brilliant Wicker Man YouTube Poop.
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More MST3K comic; this time a portrait of original mad scientist Dr. Laurence Erhardt. For my comic I thought it might be neat if he were the one running these new comic-book experiments on the ‘bots, during Mike or Joel’s downtime. The actor who played Erhardt, J. Elvis Weinstein, left the show after its second season to be replaced by TV’s Frank; a brief milk-carton gag noted that Erhardt was “missing” and the character was never heard from again. I decided that he took off to run an evil comic shop (aren’t they all?) from which he re-establishes contact with the Satellite of Love.
I drew the first verstions of my ‘bots around 7 years ago, but hadn’t actually drawn Larry yet; this is me doodling now while looking at screengrabs and pondering the future of this project. I’m not really happy with it yet, I’ll keep playing with it.
Speaking of the future, the response here on Tumblr and elsewhere to my posts about this has been phenomenal. Many thanks to fuckyeahmst3k and the rest of you who’ve clicked, reblogged, and sent kind words! You’ve all convinced me that I need to finally make this comic happen, so that’s officially the plan now. Stay tuned!
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Some ‘bot illustrations from my unfinished Mystery Science Theater 3000 fan comic; there’s more info on this project in my previous post. These guys are composed from the library of ‘bot images I created for the host segments set on the Satellite of Love’s bridge. Like the cheaper cel animators of old, I can quickly assemble full bots from my library of body parts, tweaking the angles and facial expressions to suit the scene as needed, with far less hassle than it would take to draw new bots each time. Because of the simple geometry and design of the original puppets, this turned out surprisingly easy to get going.
I have so much love for the brilliant cast and crew of MST3K; not only did Joel Hodgson build unique, workable, and appealing puppets from miscellaneous bits and pieces of junk, but thanks to his and the performers’ talents these little guys managed to be so damned expressive! Bringing out the characters’ on-screen personalities in these flat vector drawings is so much less arduous a task than it could have been thanks to the brilliant and talented people behind them. I’m still tweaking these designs and adding more poses to my library, but they’re reasonably close to being finalized.
Some MST3K fan artists have taken more complete advantage of the medium to regularly show off the ‘bots in ways rarely seen on the show; Crow walking around on visible legs, Servo’s arms actually working, etc. I generally prefer to keep my MST3K stuff closer to the show’s original spirit. The ‘bots I draw still mainly hang out at a countertop because in my mind’s eye, there are still puppeteers hidden behind it.
While these illustrations are my work Mystery Science Theater 3000 and all related characters remain © Best Brains, Inc., who reveled in the fact that we could see the strings.
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