was trying to give it a high schooly feel instead of a satanic feel
was trying to give it a high schooly feel instead of a satanic feel
That's more like a homemade sweater or a sign on a hut or hotel out in the forest.
I think adding the stripes to the antlers really overdoes it as well.
I think it has a nice high school feel that I want for the teen deer comic.
I really don't see the association to high school at all.
well dgg, maybe you're wrong.
reminds me of highschool
and detlef and ily
It's the wonderfull tea-man!
How could he even be wrong about the impression something gives him as an individual
Aside from that I happen to agree, the deer logo is mirrored and the Es are copy-pasted, so it doesn't look hand-drawn or anything
I'm just saying I thought it looked high school-ish, and I think that counts for something.
and even tho it's not entirely high school inspired, I think it fits the theme I have on tumblr.
Of course your impression matters most since it's your project, that isn't the point, the point is you can't just write off someone else's opinion as "wrong" like that
that's not true
this isn't exactly the first draft of the logo.
dgg didn't exactly present it as his own personal opinion either.
But it doesn't matter, all I'm saying that I don't think dgg is wrong (as in, I take back what I said) I just disagree with him.
I understand where Rusty is coming from with it having the whole notebook indie feel since that is regular style used for teen-young adult content, but I feel the reason why dgg is getting another vibe is because it is too clean.
For example that style originated from notebook doodle art that people do during those long, boring days at school, so to me it would do wonders to make it look more handwritten.
In other words, exaggerate more on pen smudges and while you have a bit of wobbliness on the border of the words, also add differing thickness in the lines to show that some dude did this with his pen, not a program.
its clearly got that indie handwritten doodle drawn-with-pen look
i dont particularly think that style is associated with highschool though, i certainly wouldnt get that from it
Some speedpaint, 30 minutes or so.
I don't like it!
Maybe if the lines in the letters weren't so evenly spaced and at the same angle. Maybe if they looked like a messy attempt at coloring them in like the deer's nose.
I caught up in this thread, and it seems like the mods babies Detlef while people take shots at her. Though she is a bit egoistical in a sense, her work is pretty rad. People just hatin' steada baking babies.
Rusty likes Detlef and Detlef likes Rusty, that's obvious, they've even went to eachothers countries. But so what? A mod can't be friends with a user?
can you guys stop? I want to see art.
Not a bunch of angsty people arguing.
Don't be so freaking afraid of discussions, we were discussing the font, and I don't really see the problem in talking about something beyond your liking.
Why don't you contribute something yourself? critique, art, anything, instead of whining about people whining. there are still stuff on this page that hasn't been critiqued.
No talking ALLOWED
I want to see art, so do what I SAY or ELSE
Is sewing and shit creative?
This used to be parka length and didn't have the arm pockets. So I hemmed it and used the extra material to make the arm pockets. Had some ACU velcro laying around so I used that to make it more modern uniform. Not exactly the pinnacle of creativity but ok.
I figured with the success of the Lorax that another Dr. Seuss adapation wasn't going to be too far away, and I started work on a screen adaptation of Hop on Pop.
HOP ON POP
J. M. S.
Exterior: We see a fine looking house. Nothing fancy, just a tiny little suburban home you'd see on any quiet little street. The front of the yard looks well maintained. The grass has just recently been trimmed and new flowers have just been planted. We hear the sound of the sound of a lawnmower, and we see a man pushing a lawnmower enter the scene.
The man looks very tired. The sun must be scorching hot today, as the man's face is drenching with sweat. He takes out a cloth from his back pocket and wipes the sweat off his face. Instinctively, he reaches for his back, which is sore as can be.
Man: Oh boy, I don't want to ever do that again.
The man proceeds to go inside the house. The house is a mess, with all sorts of toys and electronics are scattered everywhere. The cat, sensing this is his moment to escape the confines of this hellhole, sprints as fast as his tiny feline legs will take him out the front door. His wife is in the kitchen and looks busy.
Wife: Oh Thomas, darling, I'd hate to do this too you, but I just got a very urgent call from work and I have to go in. You don't mind watching the children do you?
Camera pans to the children in question. These are two of the biggest dipshits you've ever seen. One of them has piercings all over their face, and has his hair dyed a dark green color while the other one is wearing a shirt with Dane Cook's face on it. The two kids are fighting over who gets to play Call of Duty next, even though it's a wonderful day outside.
Thomas: Oh, I'm sure they won't be too much trouble, will you boys?
Boy with Green Hair: I WANT TO PLAY CALL OF DUTY!
For a split second it looks like Thomas is about to cry, but he pulls it together at the very last second, because a real father never shows his kids any weakness.
Thomas: Boys, why don't you try sharing the game, or playing something together?
Boy With Dane Cook T-Shirt: I DON'T WANT TO PLAY WITH KYLE, HE'S A MORON!
Kyle: SHUT UP PHIL!
Wife: Well it looks like you'll have you hands full darling, I'm off!
Wife leaves the scene. Going to work was just a lie, and in reality she's actually needed to leave before her kids drove her insane. She's actually going to drown her sorrows with hard liquor and hook up with a young man and relive her glory days.
Thomas: Well guys, why don't you go outside and play? It's really nice out and I'm sure...
Phil: DAD THAT'S RETARDED! I WANT TO PLAY CALL OF DUTY!
Kyle: I TOLD YOU, YOU DON'T GET TO PLAY CAUSE YOU SUCK!
Thomas: Just work it out between yourselves boys, I can't deal with this right now. I'm going to lay down. If you guys don't stop fighting, I'm going to take away your Xbox.
Phil & Kyle: YOU CAN'T DO THAT!
Thomas: I'm your father, I can do whatever I want, now please be quiet kids.
Camera follows Dad as he walks into his room. It's the only room in the house that's not a complete trash heap. He changes into a relaxing set of sleep wear. It's probably the happiest he's been all day, as he savors every moment of silence. He gets into bed, and his head is engulfed by pure comfort. But as soon as he closes his eyes.
Phil: FUCK YOU KYLE, I'M PLAYING AND YOU AREN'T!
Kyle: I HATE YOU PHIL!
Alone in his room, Thomas permits himself to shed a single tear. It was at this moment he realized as long as those two hell spawn continued to live, his life would never be the same. He decided enough was enough, and he got up, and stormed into the living room.
Thomas: THAT'S IT KIDS! It's time you learned a lesson!
The kids, stunned at the presence of their father, can only watch as the father unplugs the Xbox and picks it up!
Phil and Kyle: HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!
Thomas: As long as you two are going to behave like animals, you won't get to play your video games.
Kyle falls down to the ground and starts crying hysterically. This is by far the worst punishment he's ever faced in his eight years of life. For once, Thomas feels like he's the one in control, and takes pleasure in seeing his kids face the consequences of their actions.
Phil: I HATE YOU DAD! I HATE YOU!
Thomas goes into his room and puts the Xbox and the top shelf of his closet. Kyle is still crying, and in fact seems to be getting even louder. Thomas puts in a set of ear plugs and proceeds to fall asleep. Outside, Phil attempts to console Kyle.
Phil: Don't worry, little brother. He can't do this, we'll show him he can't do this. He only wins if we just give up.
Kyle, still sniffling, looks up at his brother.
Kyle: But what are we going to do?
Phil: I don't know, but we'll think of something.
Phil proceeds to pace around the house, trying to think of a way to get back at his father. As he wanders near the front door, he looks inside the closet.
Phil: Kyle! Kyle! Come over here, I have an idea.
Kyle gets up and walks over to the front of the house. Phil is grinning like a moron.
Phil: Look at what I found.
Phil pulls out two pairs of golf cleats. The two grin at each other in perfect synch with each other. The cleats are too big for the kids, but they manage to stumble over to their parent's bedroom.
Phil: Okay Kyle, let's do this. We'll show him not to take our stuff.
Kyle and Phil burst into hysterics. They open the door to their parents bedroom and manage to climb onto their parents bed. Standing over their father, the only thoughts running through their tiny malformed brains is how mean their father was. Kyle actually proceeds to spit a nasty wad of a mix of saliva and boogers on his father. Phil takes the first leap of faith, and leaps into the air landing feet first on his father's back.
The pain is immense. Thomas's already sore back is assaulted by ninety pounds of asshole offspring aided by a pair of cleats. Having no time to comprehend what is happening, Kyle leaps into the air like a professional basketball player and lands on his father's legs.
As Kyle lands the back of his father's legs, Phil jumps back into the air. The father a trickle of blood running down his leg, but has no time to react as Phil comes crashing back down onto his father, knocking the wind out of him.
Phil: TAKE THAT YOU STUPID OLD MAN!
Thomas knows that he needs help, but no one is home to save him. He lets out a blood curling scream as his kids laugh and alternate their jumps. After a minute or two he passes out from the pain. The kids stop jumping, only now realizing the extent of the damage they've done, and decide to run away.
The Mother returns home and sees her spouse bloody in bed, but has regained consciousness and recounts the horrific tale. He's hospitalized, but makes a full recovery. The two children are found hiding out at a friend's house. The parents send their kids to the meanest, strictest military school they can find. After the father gets a vasectomy, the two patch up their marriage and live the rest of their lives happy and carefree.
Felt like doodling, this was the product. Not sure if I'll actually do anything with it or not. I don't feel like I could get the painterly style that would match an old portrait to do it justice, let alone my terrible sense of colors. Gives me something to work on though so I do feel that I could do it justice. Notice, that ugly shit on his body will be robes, with a large, lace collar.
I am very well aware of how you guys literally seem to despise "anime-esque artstyles", but nor did I draw it like this just for the sake of it being "hurr manga". Point is, if you don't like, irregardless, or due to the "genre", then thats fine. Just wondering if it looks appealing or not, despite the anime-esque-ness :Y
Also her chest/torso looks really bloated compared to her tiny shoulders & arms. You seem to be a lot more confident drawing the head (which is part of why people are saying to practice real proportions/anatomy first, so you can get the whole thing looking right together instead of having some nicely drawn things attached together by wonky limbs or something).
That aside it's looking fairly nice. The face reminds me of Serial Experiments Lain a little.
i tried drawing teen deer
atleast its not my worst