This is the first and last time I’m ever doing this. (Alright, I take it back.) I’m only posting the last half of yesterday.
Posted at the HCD site, too.
This is the first and last time I’m ever doing this. (Alright, I take it back.) I’m only posting the last half of yesterday.
Posted at the HCD site, too.
About a million years ago my buddy Nate asked me if I would design him a tattoo depicting the Buddha-to-be sitting under the Bodhi tree:
Siddhartha Gautama, the Buddha-to-be, sits under the Bodhi tree and vows to reach enlightenment and break the cycle of death and rebirth. The demon Mara, who is temptation and death personified, attacks SG with his army in an attempt to thwart his enlightenment. In one fantastic scene, the arrows shot at SG miraculously turn to lotus petals mid-flight and rain down on him. After his army fails, Mara sends in his three hot daughters to tempt SG back to the world. Ultimately, Mara fails and SG awakens as the Buddha. This all happens over the course of one night.
And here I am, giving him a tattoo of the Buddha, but without the tree. (Or the hot daughters.) What kind of friend am I?
The real truth is, I couldn’t figure out how to put the tree in there without it totally overpowering the cool Buddha-to-be.
First, I started out with our best friend, Mr. Google Image Search:
Sketched:
I thought a kind of punky, badass young Buddha was appropriate for Nate:
Carved:
Now all we need is videos of the tattooing—if he decides to go through with it….
If you can create a process that short circuits some of your own worst habits, and you really believe in that process, eventually you’ll get a sweater, a nine-foot painting, chicken enchiladas, a Web site, a marathon.
“To spark my creativity…I often re-use pieces from my other works .. basically collaging my own stuff…”
I’m so ashamed at the low output of this blog that I’m posting a couple of sketches, hoping they will somehow make up for it. (My Tumblelog has been bustling with activity, but it doesn’t really count.) The sketches are for a design to go on an apron that Meg wants to sew.
I’ve got a couple of posts in mind for next week, most notably my thoughts on David Michaelis‘s Schulz and Peanuts, which I’m finding to be an utterly exhausting read. I’ve got about 150 pages to go. Here’s the fine stack of books I’ve got waiting for me once I finish:
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