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25 September, 2006

I've Moved

GB Land... Funny Farmer... Blogspot... ah, I shall remember you fondly.

I've moved my blog yet once again, this time to my own website. Although I would update my blog regularly, my website would sit neglected, this time for a whole year. It was time to put an end to that and put everything together, my portfolios, my blog, contact info, into one easily digestible site. You can visit now at Art of Garth. (http://www.artofgarth.com)

My archives will remain here, unless I feel a desire to figure out how to move it all over.

If you've bookmarked me (how presumptuous am I?) please change them to my new blog. And I hope to see you all there! And I promise, if you follow me, I won't call you a groupie.

Thanks for visiting!

19 September, 2006

Illustration Friday: Change

Hearing all about my buddy's make-up experiences at a local haunted house has got me all excited for Halloween this year. (You gotta see his work at Mordacious Art Blog). Thus the early Halloween theme.

Hey, even mummies need a little gauze change now and again, especially after Halloween.

06 September, 2006

Illustration Friday: Safe

I can't tell you how much experimentation went into this illo. Every step of the way I was wondering if all the work I put into it was really worth it (do other artists go through this?). I might revert to regular 2D art for a while, as I'm feeling a bit burnt out with sculpting, and trying to figure out photography (over 30 shots to get the right one, whew).

I am pleased with how this finally came out though. Any suggestions? Sure would love bad as well as good critiques!

Oh yeah, does anyone know where I can get some colored LED lights? I'd love to be able to focus some colored lights on my subjects to add some atmosphere. Would LED flashlights work for something like this, or is it too low tech? Or even a regular flashlight with colored filters... I don't know, I'm just brainstorming with my untrained brain.

03 September, 2006

Empty your ash tray, make a child happy

My advise for the day: Always stop and buy something from kids selling stuff on the side of the road.

My son saw that several yellow pear tomatoes were ripe for the picking in our garden the other day, and had the uncontrollable urge to sell from our front yard. It reminded me of me when I was a kid, always the entrepreneur, so I decided to help him out. I helped him pack the tomatoes in little baggies, and made the sign for him, to which he added several small pear tomato drawings.

Normally by this time, the preparation deflates his urge, and he's on to something else. I guess he's growing up a little (8 years old) and his attention span held out. My daughters felt his enthusiasm and wanted to take part as well (they are 5 and 3).

We live on a semi-busy street, so I told him that I would be sitting on the porch to watch, but the rest was up to him. He ran back and forth waving his arms as the cars passed, and the girls followed right behind. I just smiled to myself thinking that people would stop just because they looked so darn cute.

People looked alright, but no buyers. So my son grabbed a couple baggies and waved them around. After several cars drove on by, his brain began coming up with marketing schemes. "I need to move closer to the street"... No, I wouldn't let him. "Maybe I should tie the baggies to the end of a stick and stick them out right in front of the cars!" Hmmmm...

It was getting to be dinner time and not a single taker. I felt bad but had to pull the plug. Our street is not the safest place for young children to hang out all by themselves. My son was reluctant, but relented, totally bummed.

My kids would have gone apes if just one person stopped to buy, just one. But there wasn't a single person willing to empty their ash tray to make some children happy. It just reminded me to make sure I stop and buy lemonade, or tomatoes, not for me, but for the kids.