Spirals

These are 2 spiral pictures that I drew. The first commemorates  one of the coolest sad-punk bands to have ever included me as the guitarist and vocalist. I'll be sure to update everyone with the latest releases and news about Art Vandelay as such events arise in the future. The other picture is a bunch of monsters that fit together into a bunch of interlocking spirals perfectly. Its a metaphor for how you could probably force a bunch of people to physically fit together in a similar way.

The best pop-punk, sad loser rock band in the game today. Period.

My Bad

The Vortx

I drew this for some of my friends who are trying to start up a company. If you're wasting your time on this site, it probably means you have too much money. Buy whatever it is they're trying to sell.

Neurotic AND pointless.

The Labyrinth

These New Pics Are Lonely-tastic!

Things like these are probably why people don't sit on either side of me anywhere I go.

My best friend is back.

Sound advice.

Cornix

Go running and screaming to your local paper and demand that Corny's Cornix get published for the general public once a day, every day for all time. This once in a lifetime chance to see the Cornix should be taken advantage of. Tell your friends.

 The ANTi-Christ.

One day, my son too will have rockets propelled at his head.

 Davey had to learn.

HE'S NOT REAL, KID!

 

 This doesn't actually work.

 Written and drawn by Quacky.

Bring him to the grinder.

Corny on the Track (cob)

This is some of the stuff I've been doing more recently. In the future I'll probably post pictures and projects individually as I finish them. If seeing these makes you feel like you really want to send me your number and enter into some kind of serious relationship, or something of that nature, I would like to remind everyone that my email is cornyart@yahoo.com.

 

Fairly self-explanatory. Don't try too hard to look for symbolism.

My proposal for a new Olympic Icon, instead of just the five dumpy rings.

I still haven't heard back from the Olympic Committee on Public Relations.

Amoebic warfare.

 In the chess game of life, the OTC always king-side rooks into a killer check-mate position.

 Fractal of Descending Squares. Explained With Monsters!

Just so we're clear, the kid got fucking devoured a split second after this.

The Puppet Master arises with his army of colorful fiends

to do battle with the Techno Warrior of the Outer-World and 

his adorable and surprisingly well-trained dog.

Me 'Mack-Billying' The Universe

This is all stuff I did after I got a basic grasp on drawing shit. I also am posting it now that I have a basic grasp on posting things. Learning things is pretty over-rated if you ask me.

My old Cub Scout leader really liked this one. I have no idea why.

 Your standard 'alien-fairy trapped in a series of pyramidaly stacked boxes

yet overcoming their structural strength to break free to

the industrial rock grinding park in the background' portrait.

 Our decision is final.

 Post Mortem Gangsta

 Why art should be banned in public schools.

 Diagram of one of the many social-neurons in my brain that I lost while drawing this.

 Snakes and Strips and Divots.

 A few craters.

 A lot of craters.

 I lost my colored pencils in my basement. I'll probably never finish this.

 Pot-head. Get it?

 My friend Gracie-Cat carved out of sticky white paper on black paper with an exacto-knife.

Next I'm going to crave her face into my chest using the same knife.

Don't trip, dawg.

The Attention My Left Hand Has Always Deserved But Never Recieved

I learned how to draw by trying to make a comic about this fucked up hand dude with my boy Murda. Never amounted to anything but teaching me that I have way more patience than is healthy. This was my first endeavor into art. Looking back I realize I should have just learned how to play football and talk to girls.

 

My First Completed Picture

 

First attempt at shading with pen

The scanner I used doesn't do well with colored pencil.

 Circles and lines. Pretty cool.

I've got a lot of free time.

 This is one of the dumbest things I've ever made.

Plus the scanner didn't really pick up on anything.

 Hand Machine

 Back when I wanted to be Alex Grey.

 This wallpapered the inside of my head for like a year.

 

 This would look cool shaded.

 I think i just google imaged 'optical illusions' and poorly sketched them out.

Dope.

THE VORTEXXX