Horror Sketch Book Diary, 1988 . . .
I
took the drawings out of sequence to show the best of them. The story
is about a guy who's never drawn before, draws bad art, and in the end,
sells his soul to the devil and draws twisted bad/okay art . . . all
provided by me, of course.
Along the way, he goes to a
shrink and I think he got tired of the shrink and killed him. I'm
really not sure though. All I know is that after looking at this 24
years later, I can tell that I really didn't have much love for school.
I'm sure my subject matter would have been different had I had a better
time with the dreaded high school years. At least I got some cool
drawings out of it.
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| Some assorted Hell Scapes |
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| Portrait of the Artist blown to bits |
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| Drinking and Driving do not mix |
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| This is one of
my favorites, because honestly, it scares the crap out of me. Even at
17, I knew that nuclear war was the game of psychotic children. |
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| The protagonist visits a shrink. |
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| Looks like the treatment wasn't working. |
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| Cartoons are like clowns after a while. Too damn creepy. |
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| Murder, it's always so damn messy! |
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| The Devil was not pleased with his commissioned work by the artist. Where were the pretty trees and the rainbows and unicorns? |
In the end, the artist spends hell in an H R Giger kind of world. Not to bad a
judgment really, life in a stylized torment littered with perversion. Honestly,
how bad is that?
To end this disturbing cavalcade I
have added something more tame and not from the Horror Diary. In 1993, I
drew Winona Ryder from a Premiere Magazine promotional photo shoot for
Bram Stokers Dracula. Looks nothing like her, but I dig the look.
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