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WHY I DO IT?! nub nub

I’m doing it again!  I’m drawing things I’m not supposed to be doing!  Very important people call me up to have me work on their very important things and they say “Jhonen, we need this thing FAST and only YOU can do it for us because you’re sooOOooOoo cool!?

I graciously agree to do the work for them, and then I always start doing exactly what I shouldn’t, like drawing that guy up there thinking of some kind of…nuclear nub thing, when really what I should be doing is saving the world or whatever it is I’ve been hired to do by whatever secret agency.  Ah well, it only took a few minutes and I’m sure the world is juuuuust fine.

GIR a la Rikki Simons

I’ve been attending conventions since the JTHM days, my very first being an Alternative Press Expo back when it was still held in San Jose, and so from the day I started going to comic conventions, Rikki Simons has been there with me.  Sure, I don’t always go to these things WITH him, and sometimes we’re not at the same booth, but I’ve sat next to the guy for years and years now, and one of the best things about it, at least since he did the voice of GIR on INVADER ZIM, is getting to watch a couple of particular things go down when fans approach him.

The first thing is they’ll sometimes (very often) ask Rikki to say some favorite GIR line of theirs, whether it be “I dancin’ like a monkey!” or sing The Doom Song or some such thing, and Rikki gets this look on his face, this look that I know means he’s wondering whether to go through his old spiel about how we pitched his voice up to get the GIR voice and that his real voice is deeper and less robotic than their beloved green horror, or whether to just go ahead and say the line knowing most people are just too polite to point out that GIR suddenly sounds like a sleepy, convention-sick monster.

So he’ll eventually let out some little bit of dialogue and the fans will smile or laugh or they’ll cry in horror at what sounded more like Bloaty than little tiny GIR.

There’s a select few that look like maybe they’ll actually bring up the difference in vocal quality, and for those Rikki reserves a special, almost telepathic look that pretty much says “You ask me to do another line and I will punch your throat so hard you’ll shit out your screams from your ass because I’m not sitting here to dance for you, you goblin.”

The other thing is when people ask Rikki to draw GIR for them, and that’s maybe my favorite, and you can see why by the image included up there.  Just LOOK at that GIR!  He’s a deformed wonder, and yet manages to look strangely put together and way more sane than the real deal.  It’s so bad it just makes me laugh and that’s really what it’s all about, right?  Making people happy, and making them shit their screams out their asses.

 

A Bloody Bunny Banner


Had to come up with a little booth banner image for an upcoming appearance.  Figured this was appropriate enough.

Looking at that image, even though I did it thinking Filler was rocketing off on a jet of ass-blood, it also looks like a ridiculous menstrual blast, which gets one thinking:  Exactly what IS Fillerbunny?  Is he a male or is she a female?

I’m pretty sure in the books it’s referred to as a HE most times, but I actually get no real strong sense of gender in either direction.  Referring to him as “HIM” just seemed like a thing to do, but I can honestly say I’ve no real idea what Fillerbunny is.  It’s one of those things that will just have to remain a mystery, much like the technology that was used to create the poor bastard in the first place.

I hope you all die clutching at your heads in confusion.

 

The healing power of art.

One thing I’m constantly fighting, or some might say feeding, is the preconceived notion some people have that I’m just a horrible human being with absolutely no respect for my fans and , in some cases, for human life in general.

I’ve never been the sort to defend myself in the form of arguments that try to turn a person’s opinion of me to something more in line with how I view myself because it’s, in the grand scheme of things, an act of futility, like trying to dust in a sandstorm.  Still, it makes me wonder what these critics of mine would say if they were to actually KNOW me instead of constructing their demented alternate realities with the bits and pieces I reveal of my life on my Twitter stream.

I’m not saying that everything on my Twitter isn’t a hundred percent true, because it is, but it’s also not the best way to get a sense of how wonderful I am.
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Shipping doodles.

 

 

Pretty awesome, sure, but...

So I’ve been doing these little sharpie doodles on pieces of printer paper to shove into recent shipments from the $Z.99 store.  Right now they’re being sent off with Bioshock prints and JR Goldberg’s Mutiny of the Flesh screen prints.  So most people are getting whatever pops out of my head like the stuff up above, but a very select few will get some of the finest Star Trek fan art ever made by my barely human hands.

BEHOLD!

It’s kind of like a Golden Ticket to see the Chocolate Factory, only there’s really no prize other than the ticket, or in this case, an almost lifelike reproduction of a Star Trek:TNG character.

Maintain beholding!

Even I’m amazed that this stuff came within me.  It’s just incredible stuff, but nothing, I say NOTHING, comes anywhere close to the heart-busting beauty that is this Worf drawing.  I’d watch my back if I were you, whomever is lucky or cursed enough to get this drawing, because people will be after this piece and they’ll stop at nothing to get it.  GOOD LUCK.

LOOK UPON THE FACE OF GOD.