Everyday 031 – Dream of Wires

Locked into a hallucinatory state of drug-induced meditation, this faithful devotee of cyborganics has become fully immersed in an unconscious reality. By willfully committing to the physical union of flesh and machine, this acolyte remains eternally suspended in a dream of wires.  The title of this drawing is a reference to Gary Numan’s excellently odd…

Everyday 030 – Witches

In their mortal lives, these three sisters were nearly inseparable. When the machine age reached its height and the fabric of their reality began to unravel around them, they chose to bind themselves to one another as a means of survival. Now, living as a single mass of cyborganic tissue and metal, the three witches…

Everyday 029 – Conjuror

The conjuror once strung his guitar and played for audiences of thousands. Thanks to the artificial immortality he possesses through cyborganic implants, he continues to mimic that musical act, though his instrument now produces little more than the gurgled cries of the damned. Conjuror expands the realm of cyborganic mythology I’ve been developing over the past…

How a 100 Day Project Revived My Creativity, Part 1

After graduating from art school in 2012, I stopped making art. For six years. That was extremely unusual for me, as I’d been marking up paper since I was a toddler and the longest I’d ever gone without drawing was about nine months. So a long stretch of inactivity, especially at a point in my…

Everyday 028 – Hierophant

For centuries, the hierophant carried out his duties as shepherd to the people and bearer of divine truths. Yet as the fabric between the mortal world and the realm of the gods became torn by industrial magicks of humankind, a rift developed within him. No longer bound to serve his cosmic overseers, the hierophant binged…

Everyday 027 – Machinations

In the dark ages of science and technology, the fusion of man and machine was seen as a triumph. Now, these cyborganic aberrations haunt the earth, reproducing and rebuilding themselves into increasingly chaotic forms. Their machinations of human genocide grow closer to fruition with each passing day.  I mentioned in my post for Everyday 025…

Everyday 026 – The Incubator

The Incubator is a cyborganic dark knight of the future and the product of a diabolical scientific mind. A mind that chooses to pickle pieces of people on the roaming warriors he builds in his starkly lit laboratory. The loose linework of this drawing and large areas of black reflect the incubator’s unpredictable and often…

Everyday 025 – Witchhammer

Today is the start of a new direction for these everydays. I say “new,” though people who know me from art school or before might say this feels like more of a “normal” direction for me than what I’ve been doing over the past few months. Either way, this drawing marks an important shift for…

Everyday 024 – Goblin Shaman

Swinging a cluster of shrunken heads with abandon, a goblin shaman sprints toward his target with his ceremonial dagger held high. Anyone who stands in his way is likely to be scorched to ashes, turned into a chicken, or added to the shaman’s shrunken head collection.  Making 100 drawings in a hundred days has been…

Everyday 023 – Ode to a Tavern Table

Having returned from the field of battle only a short time ago, a hardy female warrior settles into the comfort of food and drink in a warmly lit tavern. She sings songs of commemoration for all she’s seen and done in recent weeks, and of gratitude to return to her favorite tavern table.    Another…