Started a painting...yeah. Really.

So Josh and I hit up the studio the other day and in a wild turn of events I actually started a painting. For those of you that don't know, I used to paint, and I haven't in a long time. 

When I say I used to paint, it's pretty much that I painted like crazy in college, took every painting class known to man, and had a large body of work to show for it, but then when I got out, it fell by the wayside, being replaced by work on the Fatsquad book and other illustration projects. I slowly painted less and less until I just didn't at all. 

Last year I tried to start again and got a little ways into a painting of Franketstein holding a battle axe, and lifting up a severed Zombie head. Oh and lightning was flashing down behind him. An epic pose. But I never finished it. 

Yeah.  I know. It was a gem.

But here's the new one, it's a portrait of Josh. Who knows if I'll finish it ever.  I got really washy with the acrylic towards the end so the paper is a little warped but it usually dries and works itself out. If not I'll just say I did it on purpose for texture. 

But I had fun doing it for a bit. Felt really good to throw some paint around again. 

I don't get to the studio nearly enough, partly because I'm driving around an uninspected car.  But I'm going to try to fix that. 2009. The year of art.