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The reason for my post hiatus is because I was in Oakland all weekend for a wedding, far away from a scanner. Here's a page out of my sketchbook when I was down there. The bottom scene is from Lake Merritt. I think I'd like to do more architectural sketches or "urban landscapes," if you will.

Catch it!

"The Fever" - Episode 17 of the Twilight Zone (January 29, 1960)

Tight-fisted Franklin Gibbs is not pleased when his wife wins a trip for two to Las Vegas. But things change when he falls under the spell of a slot machine that calls his name!

I watched this episode almost a year ago and I've been meaning to draw this screen shot ever since. Look at those eyebrows! This guy is obviously not pleased with anything that is happening. Twilight Zone, you're the best!

An unlikely visit.

One morning a pickup truck clacked and crashed its way into the alley behind our house, making a great ruckus. It stopped for a moment and then went on its way. Curious and puzzled, Stephanie and I went to investigate the scene but were stopped in our tracks when we heard a great roar! Frightened as we were, our curiosity got the best of us and we pushed on. Lo and Behold, when we unlatched our back gate what did we see? A baby triceratops staring right back at us! Realizing she was a friendly triceratops, we quickly brought her in for a bowl of oats and a side of pterodactyl bacon. She thanked us but explained that she had to be on her way, as she was searching for the rest of her kind. Her visit was brief, but I managed to make this sketch as a memento of our morning together. Stephanie and her still write to each other every now and then and we're hoping to pay her and her family a visit soon.

I ain't bluffin'

Okay, maybe a little bit. Here's a quick drawing of the sunset at the Skidmore Bluffs here in N. Portland. Definitely one of my favorite things about this town.

Bad Dream Redux

Here's my new and improved version of yesterday's sketch. I wanted to preserve a little of the sketchiness of the original which I think I have, even though it's a much more complete idea here. And yes that is an Imperial Shuttle on the right. Awesome.

Speaking of awesome, I have some big news. I proudly present to you the grand unveiling of my new website, complete with cleaned up scans, art bios, and contact information. Feel free to spread it around to your friends and family like a virus. Just pretend it's one of those youtube videos with a cat fighting a baby. (Have you seen that video? It's pretty hilarious)

The address is: http://ilanschraer.weebly.com

One day when I get big I'll buy my own domain name. When I get REALLY big.

Bad Dreams

I was going through some old sketch books the other day and came upon a few drawings that I really liked. This is one of them. It's just a sketch but the concept is one that we can all identify with. I spent the last few days creating a more fleshed out version which I'll post tomorrow, along with a BIG surprise.

Lounging by the Coy Pond

I really wanted to draw all weekend, but I was a little preoccupied with setting up my first website! Stay tuned for that people, I'll let you know when it's ready to be unveiled. Here's a drawing I did of Skuffz from our San Diego trip. Hanging out at Balboa Park and eating mango in the shade. What did we do after this? We got soft serve. Yeah. That's right.

Fresh Pot

That's where I saw this guy.

Holy Diver

Amber hangs out with a cold one while Zardoz amuses the rest of us. Check out her blog JUNGLEMUX to see an amazing tribute to Dio. Maybe we should start an internet petition to get her to start the blog up again. Just sayin'.

"Meet me by the statue of the man on a horse..."

I met Hanna in Vienna, Austria two years ago through the magic of couchsurfing.com. After maneuvering through a confusing meet-up point set by me (turns out there are dozens of horse statues in Vienna), Hanna took my friends and I around the city and showed us around. I saw a photograph of her on a certain social networking site that will go unnamed, and thought it was good enough to draw. It reminded me of Egon Schielle meets David Bowie. Unfortunately I can't find the name of the original photographer, but perhaps Hanna will see this and enlighten all of us. My favorite part is the limited color palette and how they work together.