Sorry about another Monday without a Sketcharoo; I was sick all last week and didn't have the energy to come up with something. However, I still have something to share this week! The latest issue of Trinity Western Magazine features a full-page watercolor illustration from yours truly for their article on greed. If you're not subscribed to that illustrious periodical, you can see the illustration in its proper context here.
As you can see, this illustration is fairly adult-oriented; all the characters are adults, and the vigor they display in going after that box is borderline psychotic. Trouble is, I'm trying to restrict the illustrations featured on my portfolio site to children-friendly/relevant work, and this piece in it's current form doesn't really make the cut. And that's where you come in.
I want to get rid of that big red box and grenade and replace them with something that makes the illustration more humorous or fun. Like, what if the mass of people were vying for a chicken in a sombrero, or a massive bowl of pudding, or a... a... I don't know what! Help me out! If you've got an idea for what to replace the box with, leave it in the comments section below. If I use your idea*, you won't win a prize or anything, but I will be very grateful for your help in making this illustration complete!
Thanks, and I look forward to hearing your ideas!
*Just for the sake of being kosher legally and whatnot, this disclaimer notifies you that, in the event your idea is in fact used, all copyright to the image shall remain solely and entirely with me, Zack Rock. Participating communicates you understand your submission is for entertainment purposes only and no monetary compensation or any compensation at all beyond the appreciation of the artist should be expected. Did you know that, years after the album was released, one of the contracted backing singers hired to wail on The Dark Side of the Moon sued Pink Floyd for hundreds of thousands of dollars, citing that she was a contributing artist on the album and thereby was owed a slice of the profits? The weird thing is she absolutely ruined that track! It's like, "Oh, here's a nice instrumental bit," and then this lady starts screaming her head off like she's being prodded by a trowel or something. Anyway, I like to consider myself the Pink Floyd of unpublished children's book artists, so I have to make these disclaimers. You should also be aware that anything you say out loud while visiting my site can and will be recorded and played back later at parties when there's a lull in the conversation, or remixed into a drum and bass techno track. It's just something I do for side money. You may already be familiar with the hit single "I Don't Get It (Is that supposed to be Bigfoot?)" that's sweeping German discotheques. That was me, I released it under my DJ name, Q-Basick. Okay, that last bit is a lie.
Heyheyheyheyheyheyhey! Tomorrow is the big day! Time to find out if Obamarama will sweep the nation, or if instead I'll have to immigrate to Canada! EXCITING TIMES! Since I voted last Saturday, I've got nothing to do tomorrow but sit on pins and needles and hope McCain supporters spontaneously combust at the polls (haha, I kid! It doesn't have to be spontaneous).* And speaking of flammable McCain supporters, my friends Jonathan and Krista were recently wed in Kelowna, BC, a beautiful town at the heart of the BC wine industry and home to Lord Chumley's Seafood Restaurant (true fact!). My wife and I, together with a few friends, decided to turn the trip into a camping excursion, which was loads of fun once I muscled past my minor camping anxiety that - since I was asked to MC the event - was compounded by performance anxiety, and further exacerbated by my ever-present anxiety about existence in general. Along with me on this trip I brought a sketchbook I've dedicated to immortalizing precious moments, images from which I will now share.
And mark this date: today's the first time a Monday Sketcharoo features actual sketches!
*No, really I am only kidding. But please, I beg you, don't vote for McCain.
UPDATE: For those of you that wish to actually read the articles that my illustrations accompany, Trinity Western Magazine No. 15 is now available in it's entirety on-line here.
Trinity Western Magazine No. 15 arrived in my mailbox today, and lo and behold, there were three illustrations by me in it! If you're an alumnus of TWU, that fine institution of higher learning, you'll soon be receiving your own copy, I'm sure. For all others, here are the illustrations in question, ripped from their context to amaze and disorient you! Enjoy!
What do you think of when you hear the word "Rambo"? Do you immediately remember a plate of chicken fingers that were hard enough on the outside to crack molars and rubbery enough inside to be used as a makeshift slingshot for french fries so cold and tasteless they make you second-guess the inherent goodness of humanity? Then you, my friend, have not spent enough time in the town of Hope, British Columbia! Not only is Hope the filming site of that Stallone classic, it's also home to many fine and friendly commercial establishments, such as the Suzie Q Family Restaurant, and the Hope Souvenir Shoppe and Logging Museum, and a liquor store, and another liquor store. So, if you're ever lost on your way to Edmonton and are forced to choose between getting mauled by wolverines as you and your loved ones sleep in your station wagon, or embracing the flannel-soft bosom of a small, strange little town, take a chance on Hope!
The above image was inspired by the expression of a man riding a whitewater raft on the cover of the Hope tourism guide I picked up while my wife Amber and I enjoyed our honeymoon at a friend's cabin up there in the Great White North. I knew I couldn't do justice to the schmucky look the guy wore, but nonetheless I felt compelled to immortalize it in ink. And I kid Hope. It's a tiny speck of a town with minimal amenities, true. But it does what a town in the middle of British Columbia should do: remain quiet and let the overwhelming splendor of Super, Natural British Columbia hypnotize you into spending hundred of dollars to take a gondola ride across a gorge (there's fudge on the other side!). And for that, I salute you, Hope.