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Sylvester Hansen

This is the blog where I share my personal work and my private pieces

The wizard of Oz

for this character I wanted to create a man who seemed at one time slick and shine, while still remaining nice and approachable. 

— 2 weeks ago with 3 notes
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MORT day 40 - the sleep emporium

“you did?” Desmond asked incredulously.

“don’t sound so surprised” Val said accusingly, pointing a finger at Desmond. 

“we are two resourceful girls. Did you any better?” She challenged.

“No…” I said, rather forlorn.

“Then who are you judge us, we…” Val did get much father than this before Nona finally erupted.

Nona had been standing behind Val, shifting her balance from one foot to the other in impatient anticipating.

“you have to come see this, it’s so cool” she almost shouted at us, from behind Val.

“calm your horses” Val said, but a smile had crept onto her lips, making the statement much less harsh.

“Seriously, this is so awesome, you guys are gonna freak out” Nona continued, as though she hadn’t heard Val.

“you better come along, before she bursts” Val said, glancing back at us.

With that, Val and Nona started to lead the way towards the thing that was obviously breathtaking. The dark had truly fallen by this point, leaving the building cavernous and rally scary. The scrambling of the geeks below created a haunting echo, which took the majesty away from the mall and left it feeling empty and hollow. The only bright spot in the room, besides the ring of Desmond’s electric torch, was the sporadic shouts of “come on guys” that came from Nona up ahead. 

We had walked for a while, when Val finally said “this is it”

We had stopped in front of an empty storefront, where a dilapidated sign read “Sander Stevens Sleep emporium”

“This is the place?” Desmond asked and shone his torch into the store. 

The place was as grey and disgusting as the rest the building. Parts of the ceiling hung down and it had a strong smell of mildew to it.

“this is the place that we are going to spend the night?” he asked again, looking Val straight in the eyes.

“yes, this is the place” Val said, her voice laced with sarcasm. “we also thought you might wanna take a walk with the geek in the morning” she added, with no humor in her voice.

“OK, OK, there is no need to be nasty” Desmond shot back at her.

Val was just about to say something inappropriate, when Nona popped up, out of nowhere.

“what are you waiting for” she asked, her smile widening by the second.

Nona’s good mood was infectious, as we followed her into the sleep emporium, though we had to step lightly to avoid the frozen puddles that were strew around the room. Nona led us through the store, which was enormous, to a small door at the back of the room. She put her hand on the doorknob, then hesitated and eventually turned around.

“are you ready to see something awesome?” she asked, her grin spreading from ear to ear.

“will you just show us already” Desmond said, exasperated.

“OK, behold the sleep palace” She said with no lack of grandior and pushed the door open behind her.

— 6 months ago
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MORT day 39 - the mall

We quickly decided that it would be best if we split into groups, that way we could cover more ground and maybe find a place to sleep before nightfall. We only had a few criteria for the place that we needed to sleep, It should be dry (meaning no ice or snow), it should be relatively safe (no geeks) and it should be somewhat comfortable, since we would have to sleep real close to keep warm. My friends had slept in their sleeping bags the night before and said that it had done nothing to keep out the cold. I had to honest and say the the earlier days exhesions had left my sleep almost deathlike, so I had noticed nothing.

I wasn’t all happy about exploring the mall, it was cold, dark and my ankle hurt. There was a short discussion about who would be going out with whom, but it was decided that Nona and Val should go to one end of the building and Desmond and I would be going to the other end, which secretly made me glad, because I did not want to spend any more time with Val than I had to. 

My bitchyness about having to go out into the mall quickly evaporated when I realized that the place was fascinating, it was like nothing we had it in sector D.

There were nooks and crannies to explore at every turn. Colorful signs brightened up dark hallways and interesting bits of what this place had once been waited around every corner. Each store font presented new arrays of thing I had never seen before. One place had a mess of mildewed dolls staring creepily at you from the busted window, another presented more books than I have ever laid my eyes on, there was was one place that seemed to sell shoes, though the high heels that they had  made them so impractical it made me wonder who would wear thatkind of thing. The whole thing was so wonderful that even the occasional geek wandering about, did nothing do dispel the magic that this place held.

The pain in my ankle was lessened considerably by the exploration, but the hunger became hard to ignore.

Demond and I decided to head back to our meeting spot, when night started to fall, having found no food or any place to sleep. We both dreaded the discussion with Val and Nona.

To our surprise, they were waiting for us at the place where I had collapsed the day before.

“finally!” Val said, sounding exasperated as she noticed us coming around the corner. “we have been waiting forever” 

“did you find food?” I asked excited, hoping beyond hope that they might have had more luck that we did.

“Naw” she said, with little enthusiasm “but we did find a place to sleep”

— 6 months ago
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MORT day 36 - ankle

I looked over in amazement as Val walked towards me. She looked kind of banged up, but no worse than either Nona or Desmond, who were now standing at the crumbling railing tossing peebles at the geeks below. 

Val knelt down next to me and got an hand under my armpit.

“this is gonna hurt a bit, you cut up your ankle yesterday.” She said, matter of factly, then reading the expression on my face added “It ain’t a bite, we checked”

“OK, on the count of three” Val said.

“ONE, TWO THREE”

The force with which Val hauled me to my feet was so intense that my body had no choice but to follow, which it desperately did not want to do.

“YAAH!” the howl escaped my lips before I knew it had happened.

I looked down at my ankle to see that my pant-leg had been removed below the shin on one side and used to bandage up something that looked quite messy.

“Shut your mouth!” Val hissed at me, as she supported my somewhat useless body. “we don’t wanna attract more geek”

“is that even possible” I wheezed back at her through shallow breaths.

“Haven’t lost your sense of humor, I see” She shot back ”that’s good. It’s gonna come in real handy in this situation”

After that, we were silent for a while, as I tried to put my weight on my injured leg. I realized, that if I were cautious and didn’t walk to fast, I was able to walk on my own, which was good, because I hated the idea of having to count on Val for anything. My dislike for the girl was increasing by the minute. 

When I was finally on my feet fully, Desmond walked over, leaving Nona behind to play with the pebbles and the geeks. 

“are you OK, Mortimer? We don’t have to move if you need more rest” Desmond, as always, was looking out for my best interest, something that right now was sorely needed. 

“Yeah, I guess I’m fine, but we just have to take it easy for a little bit” I said, then asked “could you tell me what happened yesterday?” 

“well, it’s kind of a long story, but I suppose you deserve to know”

— 7 months ago
#Mort  #story  #mort story  #sylvester  #hansen  #drawing  #character  #man  #dude  #Val  #nona  #Desmond  #prose  #horror  #zombie  #geek  #terrible  #literature 
MORT day 34 - fighting

I scooped up a rock from the ground threw it at head of the first geek I saw.

It went down like a sack of potatoes.

I made a triumphant yelp and I scooped up another and threw a the next geek in line.

This was good, this could work.

I started to jump in place, psyching myself out.

“cut that out” Val said next to me, sounding nervous. I didn’t pay attention to her.

This was my time, this was my fight. I spotted a large rusted piece of pipe sticking out of the ground and ran to it. I placed both my hands on the thing and started to pry it free, but the thing wouldn’t give. It took a bit of force and some well placed kicks, but I finally loosened the thing up enough to pry it out f the earth. It was heavy and sat nicely in my hand. I turned around to face the horde, which was only a couple of meters away. This was it, I was going to do this. It was now or never. With a savage scream I plunged myself into the horde.

The first swing of the pipe landed a blow which brought down the geek in front of me, but there were more geeks behind it. I swung again, and this time two geeks went down, but now, they were coming at me from all sides.

I crouched low and used the pipe to take down the legs of several geeks standing around me. They went down, gasping as they did, but behind them were yet more geeks.

I worked the Pipe in every way imaginable, I quickly learned that it wasn’t all that important to kill them, bringing them down was enough. My adrenaline fueled body worked while my brain shut off. I seemed to be able to do things that weren’t humanly possible, all the while leaving a trail of undead carnage. 

More than once I found myself leaping straight over a geek or leaving blows that brought down several at once. Every idea of stealth had long since disappeared from my radar, as I screamed in savage glee at almost every kill.

The beast in me took over and could not have told you long I fought for. The stream of geeks seemed eternal and so did my bloodlust, but eventually night did fall.

I had fought my inside of the building, my savage fighting hadn’t slackening, but my body was aching and my mind was getting steadily fuzzier. I could feel the darkness closing in, which only made my fighting more desperate. The geeks did not stop coming and the dark only made it harder to make out where they were coming from. The atmosphere in the building was dusty and stuffy. I stumbled over debris and parts of buildings more than once, only picking myself up in the nick of time to avoid the gnawing mouths of the geeks. 

My trusty Pipe had just met the face of an oncoming geek, I got a faceful of light.

It was so bright and so blinding that I stopped up for a second, which caused several geeks to grab me from behind. I turned around and brought my pipe up to end the miserable creatures, when I heard a welcome voice.

“Over here!”

I looked over once again, and saw Desmond on a balcony pointing an electrical torch at a broken staircase in to my right. It couldn’t have been more than a couple of meter away, but there we several geeks standing between myself and it. 

Summoning the last bit of strength I had, I smashed my way through the dead. When I finally made it to the staircase, I could barely stand.

The staircase had a gaping hole through the middle, one that a human could easily jump, but one that a geek would fall through. In fact, there were a couple of gasping geeks lying at below it with their hands stretched out towards me. 

I made the jump with great difficulty and hauled my way up the stairs. My vision was growing dim and the only thing I could see was the light of Desmond torch. I just made to up the stairs, when my legs gave way underneath me, the last thing I remember was the sound of Desmond’s voice calling my name. 

— 7 months ago
#mort  #story  #fun  #work  #hot  #man  #dude  #prose  #literature  #horror  #zombie  #geek  #val  #valery  #Nona  #Desmond 
MORT day 32 - the sprint

“what… I don’t…what?” I stammered. 

Desmond had just run off. He was going to fight the geeks… alone? What had happened? This was not the Desmond I knew. The Desmond I knew was cautious and thoughtful and reasonable. He was not a vigilante who ran off by himself. I could do nothing but just stare after the diminishing figure of Desmond, as he slowly advanced on the herd of geeks spilling from the building. 

“We should follow him” Val said matter of factly after a second “but we keep a safe distance, we don’t wanna get bit”

“but…” my interjection was cut off my a light scratch in my shoulder. I hadn’t heard the geek sneaking up behind me, but there it was. I must have jumped 2 meter into the air, with a scream that was so piercing that it could have killed the already dead. 

I started sprinting. Not with the fierce bloodlust that Desmond had run with, I was laeping for my life, leaving everything and everyone behind me.

I stopped a safe distance away from the spot where Desmond had disappeared into the wall of geeks. He was no longer anywhere to be seen and the geeks just kept coming. My head was throbbing and my breath was shallow, as I stood there, letting Nona and Val catch up. 

I looked up briefly and quickly wished I hadn’t. The horde had become more massive, it now spilled from the mouth of the building across most of width of the building and almost to the place where I was standing. Luckily they were being slowed down by the debris and vegetation of the square. Many of them tumbled over, bringing several of their comrades with them in the fall, or got stuck, never to recover. But for each geek who was taken out by the circumstances around us, there were 10 more, who relentlessly marched on with their sightless eyes trained on us.

This was it, wasn’t it? This was the end. We were never getting out of here. I was sitting on the ground awaiting the oncoming horde, when Nona and Val caught up with me.

Neither of them seemed to have been in the rush that I was in. 

“so, are you ready to kick some geek ass” Nona asked delighted, as she made her way up beside me. 

“What” I asked, incredulous.

“Yeah, a crew like this, we could take them out in a second” Nona said, sounding confident as ever.

“oh, no you don’t” the interjection, to my surprise, did not come from me. Val was standing behind us, looking at both of us disapprovingly. 

“What, why not?” Nona asked, obviously disappointed.

“This jackass got us into this situation, and now he is going to get us out” Val said, staring daggers at me.

“I am?” I asked dumbfounded.

— 7 months ago
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MORT day 26 - Helicopter

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Savior City was a big place, so going from one place to another could take some time. Still, I hadn’t expected the trip to last as long as it did.

The inside of the helicopter was quite large, probably meant for groups larger than ours. Against the wall on either side, were rows of uncomfortable chairs, all fitted with straps and clasps to keep us save. There was netting hung above us which was probably meant for luggage and a bored looking guard was standing by the entrance to the cockpit. The whole thing made me feel more like a piece of cargo than a traveler, but I had strapped myself in never the less.

Nona and Val were sitting across from Desmond and I. They weren’t talking to one another, but that might have been because Nona had started singing some cheery tune that she had probably made up on the spot. Val wore a severe expression and seemed downright hostile every time she looked at Desmond or I, but whenever she looked over at Nona, her features softened. 

I looked over at Desmond. He looked greener than I had ever seen him and beats of sweat were forming on his forehead. Maybe he was nervous because he didn’t like to fly or maybe it was because he couldn’t stomach the mission, either way, he did not look well. I had probably looked better myself, but I was keeping it together, so far. 

“so, where are we going?” Desmond said, aiming his question at the guard. His voice was barely audible over the roar of of the motors.

“sector 66” the guard said, without looking up.

“where is that” Desmond asked.

“will you shut it” said the guard, ad looked up for the first time. I had misjudged the guard, he was not bored, he was struggling to keep his lunch down.

We sat in silence for a second when I can heard Val mutter “like it even matters”

I looked over at her. She had a grim expression, which looked even worse than I would have thought possible. 

“what do you mean” I asked, cautious of where this was going.

“is there really a difference on where we’re going? If we’re going out there, we’re dead. If you guys had managed to get more people, we would have stood a chance. This” she gestured at the four of us “is pathetic”

“hey, no one asked you to come” Desmond shot back at her, clearly provoked.

“actually, someone did” Val shot back at him. “loverboy over here came crying to my friend over there” val gestured at Nona who was still humming loudly “and said he had nothing and no one.” Val said those last few words in a mock crying voice.

“so I came” Val continued “because there is nothing I wouldn’t do for my home-girl over there” again she gestured at Nona who had now started making dance moves with her arms to accompany her song.

“Well, that’s great!” and we are so happy to have you” Desmond said, adding a tinge of sarcasm to the sentence.

there was a long stretch of awkward silence that followed that, because What Desmond had said was not untrue, we were, in fact happy to have them.

— 8 months ago
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MORT day 22 - geek food walking

The guard and I walked down the hall together. We didn’t say much to one another, but at one point to she did take my hand in hers. The gesture touched me, until I realized that it was probably to make sure that I didn’t make a run for it.

The walk from isolation to the launch site was not long.

The launch site was right behind the cathedral of sector 4. It was placed in the middle of a “garden” that was only open to the rest of the sector once a month, at these launches. For that reason the place had sort of an aura or mystery. The mystery was completely undeserved, as the place really was just a big concrete square surrounded by a fence that was so graffitied that it was hard to tell what color it had once been. But never the less, I could hear the excitement of the crowd as I walked closer. Luckily I still couldn’t see them.

The grip of the guard had become harder since we had walked outside and she was now practically pulling me towards the launch site. I think I might have set the speed down, in anticipation, but there was no delaying the inevitable.

When I walked past the fence and into the square of the launch site I was surprised to see that everybody had shown up. Usually people slinked away after the sermon to do whatever they wanted, even though these launches were mandatory. I guess this particular Launch was one to watch.

The crowd was gathered in a thick clump some distance away from the spinning blades of a helicopter, which was an old rickety thing that must have been salvaged from before the plague. The blades of the helicopter were making an ungodly racket, but not so much noise that I couldn’t hear someone scream “Loverboy” from somewhere in the crowd.

In an instant all eyes were trained on me. The taunting started slowly, but build up quick, it seemed like there wasn’t a person in my sector who did not have something to say to me.

Calls like: “I can’t wait to find out how you gonna die!” and “Geek food on the move!” Followed me for the walk from the entrance to the place where the small send-off ceremony would be held. 

The guard walked me around the crowd in an unnecessarily big arch, probably to make sure that nobody attacked me, which I appreciated. 

This did allow me a good long look at the podium, from which I would be sent off. It was hard to make out faces from this distance, but there were definitely more people there than I had anticipated. My heart soared at the realization that it would be more than just Desmond and I on this mission. 

As I got closer I could make out all my fellow missioners. Demond looked peevish, but somewhat relieved, Nona looked bored, of all things and next to her was a girl I knew only tangentially, but who was big and beefy. The rest of the podium was filled with a mess of guards, Pastor Masters and… I took a second to focus on that last person in the lineup. Was that Bishop Black? 

— 8 months ago
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MORT day 21 - thoughts

My eyes were heavy, my head hurt and the thin blanket the guards had given me had done nothing to keep the cold out.

After I skipped out on work, the guards thought it would be a better idea if they kept me in Isolation until the launch. I guess this lock up was kind of justified, but I just didn’t know where they thought I would go. Still, they must have thought I was running away earlier. Which, in a way, I kind of was.

There was no clock in my cell, so the only thing I had to tell time by, was the window over my bunk. I hadn’t been able to sleep at all and the sun had come up a couple of hours ago. They were going to send us off at noon, right after the sermon. That way, the entire sector could be there, but I didn’t know how long it would be until then.

I had only attended a couple of mission launches. The launches took place once a month for every sector. For sector 4 it took place the last Sunday of the month right after the sermon. It was always painful to watch. There would be a group of scared looking teenagers being pushed into a helicopter while the rest of their sector was forced to cheer.

The launches were always horrible, but this time was going to be different. I couldn’t skip this one or just pretend to be somewhere else or listen to Demond’s snide remarks.

All night my mind had been racing between possible ways I could be devoured and what Nona said. I still didn’t know if I could trust her, she seemed genuinely crazy, but she was the only person to even come close to an offer of coming along for the mission. The problem was I didn’t think I had seen her around. Granted, I was not the most social type, Desmond saw to that, but sector 4 was small enough that you notice everybody, at least once. Not Nona though, I couldn’t say that I had seen her before.

Some part of me thought I might have made the whole thing up. She had come to me when I was really low and she did have all the answers I was looking for. If it wasn’t for the pain in my back and the bruises I had up and down my arms I would have sworn that I had made the whole thing up.

I had been sitting on the bunk with my head in my hands, looking at the floor for a while, just wondering what the hell I was going to do, when I heard the rustle at the door. I looked up to see a female guard from a week ago standing in the door.

“it’s time” She said. I don’t know if I was imagining it, but I sensed a crack in her professional cynicism as she did so.

I got up from the bunk and walked over. Part of me wanted nothing more than to run away and not look back, but I knew I couldn’t. Firstly, I wouldn’t have gotten very far and secondly, who would help out? Desmond?

I knew that if either of us was going to survive any of this, I needed to be there to help. My best hope was that Nona had gotten some big burly guys to come along. The most successful missions were the ones where the big guys went. 

— 8 months ago
#Mort  #story  #character  #fun  #new  #man  #dude  #desmond  #Nona  #daily  #blog  #rpose  #prose  #horror  #geek  #zombie  #apocalyptic 
MORT day 8 - sorting

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I should have known it wouldn’t last.

I was wishing I could have another piece of cake, when I noticed a guy pushing his was to the alter up in front. He couldn’t have been more than a couple years older than me, but he was wearing a uniform and a holding a sheet of paper very firmly.

The guy made it to the alter and a high pitched wail from the sound system quieted everybody.

Hi there, new recruits” the guy said into the microphone. “We are happy to see that you have arrived here in one piece” a couple of sniggers followed this.

The guy looked nervously over the crowd, then gained his composure and said “I am here to give you your sectors and your work assignments. After I have read the final name you will report to the pastor for you assigned sector and he will show you where you will be staying”

well, I guess that’s my cue” Desmond said next to me.

your what” I asked absentmindedly.

My cue to leave, I’ll see you back at sector 4” and with that he got out of his chair and walked towards the exit.

I was about to call out or maybe get a guard or something when the guy at the alter cried out “ Anniston, Taylor. Sector 3. construction!”

It took me a second to figure out what was going on. Desmond had talked about sectors, but he hadn’t mentioned work assignments. I thought back to my recruitment meeting, but the recruitment officer had just told me I was going to become a settler, nothing more.

Panic started to rise in my throat as the guy called out “Cafrey, Jake”.

People were already starting to look around, trying to figure out where they would live and what they would do. I was looking behind me, to four people standing at the back of the church, looking very menacing, when I heard “Dolores, Mortimer. Sector 4. Exterminator”

My head whipped around, to see the guy mechanically reading the list aloud.

He had called me an exterminator. What did that mean? Were I going to be taking care of the rat problems in the city? Was I going to be a janitor?

My head was swimming with questions, none of which I were likely to get answered, as the guy read the rest of the list. All I could do was look around panicked.

I noticed that I wasn’t the only one who was taken off guard by this turn of events, several of the kids behind me were looking just as panicked as me, and one girl had started sobbing loudly.

The guy finally finished his list and walked away from the alter. There was a moment of silence as everybody took in what had just happened. Then a commotion as some people got to their feet, confused as to what they were going to do.

sector 4, over here” The yell came out clear in the relative quite of the church.

My head whipped around to see pastor Masters yelling at the top of his lungs. I was standing at the end of a procession of people, all representatives from their own sectors. He seemed to emanate authority, much more so than the small pale woman to his left, who was the pastor for sector 3. I inched my way through the crowd towards Pastor Masters.

— 9 months ago
#Sylvester  #hansen  #drawing  #character  #man  #dude  #fun  #new  #illustration  #zombie  #literature  #prose  #horror  #dystopia 
in an attempt to recreate the relative success of yesterdays post, I did this drawing.
I have been hearing people in the industry saying that a good sketch to base a painting on is essential, an I have always been reluctant to support it. 
today, however I proved to myself, just how important a sketch can be, because when I tried to make this a painting, I failed miserably.
Yet, because I have a good sketch, I still have something to upload

in an attempt to recreate the relative success of yesterdays post, I did this drawing.

I have been hearing people in the industry saying that a good sketch to base a painting on is essential, an I have always been reluctant to support it. 

today, however I proved to myself, just how important a sketch can be, because when I tried to make this a painting, I failed miserably.

Yet, because I have a good sketch, I still have something to upload

— 11 months ago
#sylvester  #hansen  #drawing  #character  #man  #dude  #fun  #new  #sketch 
here is another guy that kind of showed up on my dash

here is another guy that kind of showed up on my dash

— 12 months ago
#sylvester  #hansen  #drawing  #character  #man  #dude  #fun  #new  #portrait  #digital  #art 
it has been a while since I uploaded a true blue digital drawing, so I thought today would be the day that I returned in style. 
Well, that was the intention, and then this plopped out. 
I can’t say that I am happy with this, which was drawing with reference to a marble statue that appeared on my dash, but it is present, which at this time of day (12.43 at night) is more than enough to qualify for an upload. 
To forget my somewhat laughable drawing skills, I will thumb through “the art of Tomb raider” which I got as a birthday present and wish that I was a better artist. 

it has been a while since I uploaded a true blue digital drawing, so I thought today would be the day that I returned in style. 

Well, that was the intention, and then this plopped out. 

I can’t say that I am happy with this, which was drawing with reference to a marble statue that appeared on my dash, but it is present, which at this time of day (12.43 at night) is more than enough to qualify for an upload. 

To forget my somewhat laughable drawing skills, I will thumb through “the art of Tomb raider” which I got as a birthday present and wish that I was a better artist. 

— 12 months ago
#sylvester  #hansen  #drawing  #character  #man  #dude  #fun  #new  #portrait  #marble  #statue  #digital  #painting  #adobe  #photoshop 
I had a very long day yesterday.
by long I mean that I was up at 6 o’clock in the morning and asleep at 1 o’clock at night. and in-between that I had very little rest. it was hectic and frustrating and honestly, I would rather not talk about it.
However, what I will talk about is today, which is one of those classic “morning after” days. Not in the I-was-drunk-way, more in a I-don’t-have-anything-pressing-to-do-today-so-I-will-do-absolutely-nothing-way.
so yeah, I have done nothing of importance today. I think the most impressive thing that I have accomplished today is purchasing and playing “the wolf among us” by tell tale games (it was great by the way).

I had a very long day yesterday.

by long I mean that I was up at 6 o’clock in the morning and asleep at 1 o’clock at night. and in-between that I had very little rest. it was hectic and frustrating and honestly, I would rather not talk about it.

However, what I will talk about is today, which is one of those classic “morning after” days. Not in the I-was-drunk-way, more in a I-don’t-have-anything-pressing-to-do-today-so-I-will-do-absolutely-nothing-way.

so yeah, I have done nothing of importance today. I think the most impressive thing that I have accomplished today is purchasing and playing “the wolf among us” by tell tale games (it was great by the way).

— 1 year ago
#sylvester  #hansen  #drawing  #character  #man  #dude  #fun  #new  #adobe  #photoshop  #paul  #rudd  #bad  #hectic  #days  #nothing  #kind  #of day  #15  #minute  #sketch  #digital  #painting 
One of the great things about having friends who aren’t exactly punctual, is the time it affords you to do other things.
for instance, today I had a plan with a good friend of mine, however she was late by an 10 minutes, which became 20 minutes, which became half an hour.
Because I knew she was going to be late, I made a deal with myself, I would start a drawing at the appointed meeting time and stop it when she showed up. That is how this drawing came to be.

One of the great things about having friends who aren’t exactly punctual, is the time it affords you to do other things.

for instance, today I had a plan with a good friend of mine, however she was late by an 10 minutes, which became 20 minutes, which became half an hour.

Because I knew she was going to be late, I made a deal with myself, I would start a drawing at the appointed meeting time and stop it when she showed up. That is how this drawing came to be.

— 1 year ago with 2 notes
#sylvester  #hansen  #drawing  #character  #man  #dude  #chris  #pine  #fun  #tardy  #friends  #hot  #face  #portrait  #new  #adobe  #photoshop  #digital  #painting