These are photographs of the 'We Handle Recessions Quite Well' explosion of ink and characters. One of the replications of these characters was posted a short while ago in which they were hand drawn onto grip tape but these came beforehand. Carrying, or more-or-less bending and slamming the paperboard, around along it's process of gambling to further it's design proved that the wear-and-tear of environment only added to the construction of this.
The first image is on trace paper as it was intended to be wettened down then I was going to use the colors of a background object seeping through to fill in the image over the line work. Though instead I did a pressing onto the poster board and just went on from there but all of that is rather boring to hear about.
Rainfall and bus-air started to stick to the front so it seems more often than not that even some of the visualizations I wish to keep clean can't even escape that messy feeling of an all fuckedupedness of ink warfare. The front may have even been spat on after the acceptance that it would be neither clean nor sleek but that is okay as it's proving hard to find a certain brand of pens I used to stock around which were great for dragging your thumb over directly after applying ink to create a smear of blur. Flemming on the base of the design will prove effective enough in the meantime.
If I needed or thought that I needed a birth certificate to certify the trivial information that I am an alive and functioning human being who has, in fact. been birthed by a living creature and now living-as-a-living-creature then this wouldn't be referred to as 'reactionary garble.' Despite that, the frustrations of living inside of one enormous car-insurance company that replaces pinball machines with atm readers still inspires the ability to sketch renditions of nude, frothing, sane, irrational caricatures. Without that it would probably just be some sort of boring painting of fruit.
I would however love to design a pinball machine.
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