December 10, 2013

October 21, 2013
COMMISSIONS!
I like monsters and horror and weird fiction, but I also like cute stuff and pop-culture also.
I LOVE doing show flyers, and other art for musicians (talk to me about it).
I don’t want to draw sex stuff.
I mean, boobs and wieners are cool, but I don’t want to draw stuff going inside of other things.
So a mummy hitting a dracula in the dong with a mallet is cool, but drawing them trying to make mummy dracula hybrids is something best left to them in private.
I’ll send you a high-res digital copy to do whatever you want with, but if you wanna cover printing and s/h (not much more), I’ll sign it and make sure it looks real nice, and I think that’s a cooler option. But nothing bigger than 11x17. And nobody else will ever get to have it, unless you give it to them.
And speaking of printing, if you’ve seen something on the blog you like, you can have a rad, sick-house slick print of it, for 10 BUCKS.
How about that?
Just hit up roryharman@gmail.com
And while supplies last (meaning as long as I have ephemera on hand), anyone who orders a physical object will get something extra shoved in the envelope. It could be an animal tooth, it could be a couple playing cards from Las Vegas, it could be a mix cd, or a gamecube game I don’t want (Mario Tennis), or something else mysterious.
It’s like the prizes in boxes of Cracker Jacks!
Actually, it’s not at all. The prizes in Cracker Jacks kinda blow these days.
roryharman@gmail.com
Vermin Supreme 2016.
R.I.P. ODB
Reblogging in case you missed it earlier.
A bottle full of wheatpaste exploded in my room earlier, and now my desk smells like sourdough vomit.

COMMISSIONS!

I like monsters and horror and weird fiction, but I also like cute stuff and pop-culture also.

I LOVE doing show flyers, and other art for musicians (talk to me about it).

I don’t want to draw sex stuff.

I mean, boobs and wieners are cool, but I don’t want to draw stuff going inside of other things.

So a mummy hitting a dracula in the dong with a mallet is cool, but drawing them trying to make mummy dracula hybrids is something best left to them in private.

I’ll send you a high-res digital copy to do whatever you want with, but if you wanna cover printing and s/h (not much more), I’ll sign it and make sure it looks real nice, and I think that’s a cooler option. But nothing bigger than 11x17. And nobody else will ever get to have it, unless you give it to them.

And speaking of printing, if you’ve seen something on the blog you like, you can have a rad, sick-house slick print of it, for 10 BUCKS.

How about that?

Just hit up roryharman@gmail.com

And while supplies last (meaning as long as I have ephemera on hand), anyone who orders a physical object will get something extra shoved in the envelope. It could be an animal tooth, it could be a couple playing cards from Las Vegas, it could be a mix cd, or a gamecube game I don’t want (Mario Tennis), or something else mysterious.

It’s like the prizes in boxes of Cracker Jacks!

Actually, it’s not at all. The prizes in Cracker Jacks kinda blow these days.

roryharman@gmail.com

Vermin Supreme 2016.

R.I.P. ODB

Reblogging in case you missed it earlier.

A bottle full of wheatpaste exploded in my room earlier, and now my desk smells like sourdough vomit.

(via eejitsan)

October 10, 2013
It was only then that Hans realized that perhaps he should have taken the older man’s advice and not gone fishing in this particular lake.

It was only then that Hans realized that perhaps he should have taken the older man’s advice and not gone fishing in this particular lake.

October 30, 2012
Oh yeah. This started out as a doodle that I did in the back of my sketchbook about a month ago. I don’t have that doodle any more as I decided to offer it to the singer of a band I went to see last week, because I’d heard that it was his birthday. I don’t know why I did that.
Should I be making a habit of giving people miscellaneous pages out of my notebooks, unsolicited? That seems like bad form, doesn’t it?
I haven’t stopped drawing comics. I think they’re still running in the Daily Texan, but I’ve been kinda frustrated with their general quality, so I haven’t been putting them up. I should probably start putting more effort into them, which hopefully should be easier, being done with midterms and everything. Last week I made myself sick by drinking so much coffee on a completely empty stomach that I started shaking and had a two hour long anxiety attack and threw up a bunch, and then woke up with some canker sores and a feeling like I’d been punched in the fucking jaw.
It’s gone now and every seems to be back to normal, and my course load seems to have lightened a little, but boy howdy did that suck. And now I feel overwhelmed about all the personal work I put on hold for midterms, and all the folks I haven’t been keeping up with enough.
Gosh darnit.

Oh yeah. This started out as a doodle that I did in the back of my sketchbook about a month ago. I don’t have that doodle any more as I decided to offer it to the singer of a band I went to see last week, because I’d heard that it was his birthday. I don’t know why I did that.

Should I be making a habit of giving people miscellaneous pages out of my notebooks, unsolicited? That seems like bad form, doesn’t it?

I haven’t stopped drawing comics. I think they’re still running in the Daily Texan, but I’ve been kinda frustrated with their general quality, so I haven’t been putting them up. I should probably start putting more effort into them, which hopefully should be easier, being done with midterms and everything. Last week I made myself sick by drinking so much coffee on a completely empty stomach that I started shaking and had a two hour long anxiety attack and threw up a bunch, and then woke up with some canker sores and a feeling like I’d been punched in the fucking jaw.

It’s gone now and every seems to be back to normal, and my course load seems to have lightened a little, but boy howdy did that suck. And now I feel overwhelmed about all the personal work I put on hold for midterms, and all the folks I haven’t been keeping up with enough.

Gosh darnit.