For the last few years I’ve been focusing almost exclusively on university. I’ve been working on some stuff off and on (see my lonely little title page here), but I haven’t finished an entire issue of a comic since the year I graduated high school. Basically, you ...
Casual Comicking
HippieVan at 12:00AM, May 27, 2016Bridging the Gap of Nonverbal Communication with Drawings
kawaiidaigakusei at 12:00AM, March 21, 2016
I have always been a proponent for the belief that art and drawing can be used as a mechanism to bring two strangers from completely different worlds together. That is why it is no surprise that I gravitated toward a young student who preferred to use crayons, markers, and paper ...
Moving the Rock
kawaiidaigakusei at 12:00AM, Jan. 25, 2016
The years following my college graduation, the most frequent questions asked by my peers and older adults were: “What did you major in?” and “What do you do?” Initially, the questions would bother me because I could not give a direct answer to the second question without feeling inadequate. What ...
"Every revolution is sparked by an art movement"
HippieVan at 12:00AM, Nov. 27, 2015
Jane Alexander, Butcher Boys
That happens to be a line from one of my favourite albums, a combination CD/graphic novel from an obscure now-defunct South African hip hop group.
I think it’s pretty easy to understand how a South African group would come to that conclusion. When I ...
Take On Three Unordinary Experiences Every Day
kawaiidaigakusei at 12:00AM, Sept. 21, 2015
Change is difficult. Decisions are made out of comfort and convenience because staying the same is safer. Anything that strays off the beaten path has a tendency to seem foreign. It feels like a strange sensation that makes the squishy parts of the brain uncomfortable.
In a way, I am ...
"What are you, 5 years old?"
kawaiidaigakusei at 12:00AM, July 20, 2015
The act of sharing artwork online was still a new concept around 2004. Before I joined Drunk Duck, I thought it would be a cool idea to share some of my daily sketches from my first high school art class with the Internet. My initial reasoning was that I could ...
Guest Post by Ironscarf - How To Scupper Your Life
HippieVan at 12:00AM, April 17, 2015
It is midsummer, somewhere in the British Midlands and sometime in the mid seventies. It is almost midnight. In a suburban semi-detached house, a teenage girl and her young brother are awaiting the return of their parents. A young man of impressionable age waits with them as they bathe in ...