The Chad Frye - Illustration GuyI’ve been sketching a LOT of monsters in my sketchbook this year. So, you’ll be seeing more sketchbook pages than usual in this year’s selection of creatures that go bump in the night.
Here’s one such page of some creatures that came forth during one of my trips abroad. These guys were sketched in pencil in the freezing, wintery depths of Russia this past January! You wouldn’t want to encounter one of these fellas in the dark or it would be dosvedanya to you!
Sometimes I really don’t know why certain ideas pop into my head. It can be completely empty one minute, then BAM! A completely random thought quickly inspires a completely silly drawing. Thus was the case this past weekend.
Without provocation, somehow my mind zeroed in on Charles Lindbergh’s historic first flight across the Atlantic Ocean, then in an instant, I wondered what an old man might feel about this event today had he been a child at the time. Then this drawing came to mind. Really, these thoughts all took place in a matter of seconds not having seen anything about Lindbergh. It was totally random.
Of course, if one were to do the math, this guy would be REALLY old. Lindbergh’s flight was in 1927, so if this guy was alive and remembered it – let’s say he was five years old back then. That would make this chair jumper 95 today. More power to him.
Anyway, I grabbed my trusty tan paper sketchbook, and this scene came forth.
Happy Independence Day to my fellow Americans. Stay safe out there!
Just some random silliness that was inked in my sketchbook with a little color added later in Photoshop.
And yes, I do LOVE Taco Tuesday, but no, I do not eat sleeping people wrapped up in hammocks.
I was aimlessly doodling in my sketchbook one day without a thought as to what was going to come forth, and penciled an overly large head with no other details. For some reason, that large blob seemed to suggest that this was a hero’s head of some sort, so my pencil continued doodling until it became clear that that face needed some kind of a retro ray gun. Combined with his old school cape, he looked kind of groovy, and immediately I whipped out my brush pen and inked him.
This fella sat in the sketchbook for MONTHS. I was flipping through the pages a couple of weeks ago, and realized that this odd guy needed to be in color. So, he was scanned into Photoshop, and with my trusty Wacom Cintiq monitor, I proceeded to paint him digitally.
Once completed in all his technicolor brightness, the name “Space Avenger” seemed to fit.
This started as an exercise in trying to sketch an interesting tree in my sketchbook. Suddenly it became a thing. Can you tell I create art to tell stories?
– Christian Nestell Bovee (1820 – 1904)
Any time someone tells me they are a fireman, I don’t believe them unless they look like this. C’mon! THIS is what a fireman is supposed to look like, right?!
