Behold

This is our stream's OC. There will likely be more to come.

You guys are a terrible timesink.

Combined with the movies and pre-movie videos, the stream was going for about 11 hours. For some unfathomable reason, I started drawing shit in Paint, inclusing NigNigNight riding Artex from The Neverending Story into the sea. Here are a bunch of terrible things that kept us from sleep.

NNN said "look at this cool guy," then Sely said there was no 34 of Artex. I fixed this.

Artex as a pony for bronyking, complete with sadness cutie mark.

Sely as a dong. (Not necessary accurate to life.)

Ran out of shit to draw so this happened.

Sely requested a kangaroo in a sombrero and poncho wearing boxing gloves.

Sorry.

Apparently typography plays a part in bedtime rituals?

Not the same stream, but here's a drawing of UnhelpfulComments as a majestic unicorn.

More horse shit to come in the future, I'm sure.

Opening Post

I will update the style on this eventually, but I just wanted to get it up for practical reasons; it will be updated weekly with movie schedule(s) for the Fridays I stream. The schedule can be found at the top of the page along with the link.


Now that that is out of the way, filling this with something of more substance would be nice, so I will introduce you to my drawing instructor, Nat Jones, whom we enjoy the company of every Thursday afternoon. However, as a fellow artist and someone who despises having their picture taken/published, I will cover him up and he shall heretofore be represented by a friendly scribble who happens to go by the same name.



Our head honcho, Owen Brierly, contacted him and he agreed to come and teach us what he knew. Working away from home on several projects, teaching us a class, and dealing with a new baby would make most snap but despite the obvious lack of sleep he manages to keep a pleasant, almost chipper demeanor that leaves me feeling quite content when riding the bus home so I can head to work to have my HP drained again. Mr. Jones claims he has little to no idea what he is doing insofar as teaching classes, but I suppose I have learned a few things (mostly about the industry).

While we complete whatever assignment he provides, he will either stand at the front of the class or pace around the tables regaling us with tales of both amusement and horror, mostly about his interactions with crazed fans. It is one of the more enjoyable lessons I experience on a weekly basis; likely I will spend the rest of my time trying to outdo him, or at least match him in some way. Artist's Curse. Until then, we will continue faffing about by having Nat draw silly lady zombies and their brain-in-a-jar boyfriends on white boards and telling him to take a nap.



A masterpiece.