Thursday, June 25, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
No, I don't wanna..
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Sunday, December 24, 2006
he loves the little children
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Sacreligion Shreds
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
website
This is an example of one of the pages in my illustration gallery for my website. Soon you'll be telling your friends: "I went to www.amfjoyce.com and all I got was this giant boner!" I've been procrastinating on a few things. I have some storyboard mock ups to do for this one dude, told him they'd be done either tonight or tomorrow and it looks like they'll be done tomorrow. I have another illustraion job that's due whenever. I hate the jobs that dont have deadlines, I made up my own deadline: friday afternoon. Just to get it out of the way. I hope to have another freelance job coming my way as I need to pay for my plane ticket to hawaii. Fuck yea out of state weddings. a couple of the 'sketch book' pages that will be on the site:
basic jist of some of the stuff on there. Sone of it you've all seen before. I'm seeing what animation I can salvage to post as well. More self portraits to come shortly. For some reason I cant seem to get on my game and all of the ones I've done recently havent been funny. I'll have some Jeff Smith inspired art coming soon as well.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
what number is this?
So I've been sick as a dog lately. I honestly thought I was going to die saturday night. All day I assumed that I was just taking an ungodly long time to recover from friday night and I just had a pesky hangover. Then around 4am that morning I developed a fever and though that death had just arrived for my soul. Long story short, I didn't die but I blew the interview I had monday morning. I suspect that they thought I was on drugs the way I was shivering but sweating perfusely and couldnt speak coherant sentences. Still sick 5 days later. I hate life and life hates me. But for future reference, if I do in fact die, I want a fight to the death over who will get my shit. Hand to hand combat, the way real men do it.