The Chad Frye - Illustration GuyWhile one might not consider a pig to be a traditional monster, this one qualifies due to his indiscriminate use of that axe, and the fact that he smells pretty foul.
Inked traditionally in my sketchbook, and painted digitally in Photoshop.
Trolls aren’t so bad. Sure, they may eat you, but they like tasty cuisine just as much as the next foodie out there.
Trolls will prepare their meals with the best seasonings they can grow under billy goat gruff bridges where they hang out, and are sure to cook at just the right temperature for just the right amount of time for maximum tenderness.
Who can blame them, really? No one likes to have to throw out a dish and start all over again. It’s so wasteful of food.
Another monster has invaded my sketchbook, probing its pages for cattle to mutilate. Next it’ll start drawing crop circles on the blank pages. Good times.
Just doodling around the other day, and this creature spilled forth. Things took an ugly turn when I decided what to have him chomping on.
Truly monstrous.
– Paulo Coelho (1947 – present)
I don’t know. Sometimes it is just fun to pair an inspirational quote with an image that one might not initially think should go together. Or maybe they DO go together!
Perhaps the average hitman has dreams of being at the top of his game, right? Or maybe he has an unfulfilled aspiration to leave his dirty work behind and become a primo ballerino. Who knows?
Whatever YOU choose in life, knock ’em dead! (Figuratively speaking if you are not a hitman.)
Last week an old friend of mine from college shot me an e-mail surprising me with the news that she was in town with her family, so we made plans for me to show the six of them around the Warner Bros. studio where I now work.
The night before, her husband let me know that the day we’d be together was her birthday! So, with not much warning, I made this card for her the night before. After 26 years, it was a sweet reunion.
Dragons never seem to have to search for a match to light a birthday candle.
Felt like it was time for some bears to visit ol’ Chad’s sketchbook again. Here’s a recent page of inked bruins that came by way of a brush pen. I’d keep those fingers away from their mouths if I was you.
Incidentally, I hear Christopher Robin only has one bear in his posse. Amateur.
Yesterday I attended the funeral of a dear friend. She was a lady with a big heart, and an enthusiasm leaps and bounds greater than anyone who happened to be in a room with her. As a testament to her infectious personality, the church was filled beyond capacity to standing room only – quite a feat when most funerals of senior citizens are sparsely attended.
Knowing that among her many loves were causes that helped care for animals, I created this image last week in her honor to give a smile to her family in their time of loss. Her passing is a loss for all of us who knew her.
