After a month of no money and isolation during the coldest and shittiest winter this God forsaken ice tundra has seen since the 1970s, I’ve emerged from my cave with a new little batch of colourful little malcontents.
You hit an interesting point after you make enough of these things, I’ve found. Now that I have a vague sense of what I’m doing, and experimented with a few new approaches , I can authoritatively tell you all what I’ve learned about my artistic process. I can tell you all right now, with great certainty, that art is dumb. Really fucking dumb. It’s tedious, takes up a lot of my time, is on my mind constantly, makes me very little money, and at the end of the day, I’m an adult in my late 20s without a full time job making bizarre arts and crafts alone in my apartment.
And I would not have it any other way.
I’m going away on a expedition to collect some commissioned posters, and after I return and make those, I plan to keep my next plans for One Sheets on the down low for a little while. I’ve proved to myself and enough people that I’m not entirely wasting my time, and hopefully I’m able to whip up some stuff that will be really sweet.
‘Too Much Sibilance’, formerly The Brave Little Toaster To The Rescue
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‘They Talk A Lot, Don’t They?’, formerly Pulp Fiction
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‘One Of The Ones That Became Nothing’, formerly Pulp Fiction
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I had a lot of extra scraps left over from the massive Pulp Fiction One Sheet, enough to make a whole 16 by 20 and 8 by 10 out of them. Those big ones are such a pain in the ass, but they are so worth it.
‘Man Of Tomorrow’, formerly Superman
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‘Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na’, formerly Batman
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‘With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility’, formerly Spider-Man
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The three superhero themed One Sheets were a sweet commission series for my boss’ baby’s room. Super happy for the chance to make those. Start the kids off weird, that’s what I always say.
‘Hi, I’m Jerry Cianflone’, formerly 20+ Pizza Hotline flyers
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